For once this semester, I was around my girl buds more than my guy buds. After MCB lecture, I went with Hien, Tram and Ahn (she was supposed to be my roommate last year…but things didn\’t work out) to the Durant Cafe to eat. Yes, I got a crepe. A strawberry/nutella one. Can\’t you imagine how my eyes lit up at the taste of chocolate?

Somehow they got me talking about my life…again. The Alex story. The she-almost-punched-me-but-they-pulled-us-apart story. The roommate (and roommates) story.

I really should write an autobiography.

And yet again, I spent another long afternoon in the lab….helping my friends in 61B. Okay, so this time I had already lost all my steam for trying to figure out a program for differences between days. And I worked on my own CS hw. Java always rules.

Then…somehow I ended up at the Korean place again. Fortunately, it wasn\’t Steve\’s Korean BBQ where the worst things always keep happening. i.e. breakups or nervous breakdowns