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ID: 朱
Loves: Anime, Computers, Working out, Cars, Martial arts, Lion dancing, Tennis, Piano, Sudokus
Religion: With Christ
Verse: Be ye strong therefore, and let not your hands be weak: for your work shall be rewarded.
II Chronicles 15:7
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| Tajima's late night ramen sounds reallllllllllllllllly good about now. | | |
| I cooked boba for the first time. They came in packets sold at Ranch 99. /not a plug/ They sank to the bottom as I dumped them into a pot of boiling water. Can you imagine the giant smile on my face as they popped back up to the surface one by one as the water reboiled? So here I am, laughing at a pot of cooking boba. They were colored boba!!! =0
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| The night before, she wished to relive the winter weather common to San Francisco. To her surprise, it came true. Amelia spent most of her morning lounging around, driving friends to campus, and attempting to study for her impending doom which known to many as "finals." She tried to find excuses to not touch her work. Snacks here and there. Kicking leftover balloons around. Stretching across the floor. FACEBOOK ZOMG.
As the hours passed into the afternoon, the room darkened against the shadows of the storm. All of the sudden, oranges and reds plastered themselves to the walls! Amelia turned to the window. A sunset peeked through a break in the clouds and the rain slowed to a light sprinkle. She dashed to the roof to catch a final glimpse before the clouds billowed over the scene. After capturing a few memories, she hopped back down, only to return to her mundane work. | | |
| I want to try a McRice.
I <3 soft laundryyyyyyyyyyyyy
/tosses across bed
/flops on them
Rekindling my love for The Cynic Project.
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| Currently alone in lab past noon. Finished my newspapers. (That never happens. I end up taking the half-read NY Times home and toss them out onto the floor. A huge pile is building up outside my bathroom.) Listening to Big B Radio. Sunny day outside. I want to go hit!!! Waiting for a $200 book I refused to buy to go back into reserves at Giesel at 1PM. Waiting til 3PM for broadsword coaching. It's been a while since I've seen a sunset in La Jolla. Usually I'm either in class or stuck in this building failing at whatever I'm doing, whether it be calculating gains, building circuits, or OMGPOP. When I went back to SF, the sunsets were amazing. There weren't any clouds or haze on the horizon. I wish I could dive into that. Fly/swim along the blends of colors at great heights.
I sound fruity. Maybe because I slept a total of 10 hours in the past 3 days, or it's the caffeine kicking in from the tea, or it's just me straining to be awake. My head's buzzy. That didn't quite go so well during practice on Wed. night. It's like doing everything with a giant weight. Pushing yourself harder but the gain is so minimal. Sa...
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