Ewww. I think I have to scrub my eyeballs with ethanol because I was subjected to the sight of G@nga's spotty, hairy, back and her underwear line, almost complete with buttcrack this morning. I was eating lunch and saw it again because she was sitting dead straight in front of me. Yesh.
Jerry never was one to sugar coat.
It is 4:59 and I am taking a nap after this short update. I have been waking up at 5:30 in the mornings on mondays and fridays for three weeks or so to get to the gym and do some weights in bodypump. It is only because of the kick-ass instructor. She has built up quite a following. Hell. I'm proof. I don't think I would wake up that deathly early in the morning for some lame whiny wench.
So it's paid off still. On wednesday, after I went to the gym, I weighed myself and found myself five pounds lighter than three weeks ago. I proclaimed this to Jerry yesterday and he started giggling.
"Wouldn't it be funny if your scale was broken? It probably IS!! ...one day you'll fix it and you'll be like, 'oh no! i didn't LOSE 5 pounds, I GAINED 10 pounds instead!! augh!'"
Thank you Jerry for hexing me. Today I found I had only "lost" two pounds instead. Oh well I don't really mind how much I weigh, it's more how I feel, and let me tell you my back and legs feel GOOD. I love how my back feels after a good workout. It is the leanest part of my body and it is nice. Plus it's nice to see my forearms in the "fake" mirrors at the gym. They look nibbly-yummy. ;p
And yes, I know the bodily weight fluctuates even in a day, and that my bathroom scale IS probably off by geez...+/- 1 pounds? So it's ok. Really.
I've been having trouble staying awake in class. I haven't completely dozed off yet, but I feel sorry for Anne who I have on mondays and fridays, when I am my sleepiest.
Well our intriguing guest insructor has left the faculty. Perhaps he will come back to teach next year? I really think I should contact him again for my directed studies because he is a lot more knowledgeable about some ingredients than other instructors.
So. How embarassing this was for Min. Yesterday during our afternoon processing lab, he walks up to a group of us in the sensory lab just STEPS away from Gary's open office.
"Oh, NOW I know why Gary [our program head] eats so many 50 cent noodles at lunch..he bought a second house!" Min booms.
Mind you, this was completely within earshot of Gary, and even if it wasn't, it wasn't a logical way to go about bringing up the topic of a newly purchased house. I brushed it off, Michael asked him some more about it, Rav in HER "quiet" voice said that Gary was just around the corner, while everyone else just stood around silently. I said something about "oooh. You guys are so gossipy, you guys and Min!"
Seconds later Gary comes out to get some potable water from the filtered tap and eyeballs Min. Min turns red, I had my back turned, while Michael loudly points out that Gary was staring at Min.
Man. [shakes head still]
Winnie posed this question a couple entries ago:
[nostalgic, goofy smile.]
I lived up the hill at my old house, in my old room with the red carpet and the red and white drapes.
I'd learnt to ride my bike just a year before.
I had a crush on a boy named Ricardo, a beautiful mixed Spanish and Chinese boy. (I wonder where he is now?)
My sister was three years old and I babysat her a lot.
I wore coke bottle glasses everyday.
I was in Miss Jackson's (she was miss jackson back then) class. We made alfalfa egg heads and she talked about how her previous class liked the designs the water splatters made when she wiped the overhead clean.
My best friend was Shantelle and Winnie. We also liked a boy named Michael V.
The playground was old and dingy, and we raised money for a new one by selling christmas ornaments, plants, and wrapping paper. We never got to play on it because it took a long time to build..
I took music history with a ms Lam in Vancouver, and music harmony 3 with a miss rachel who lived two houses away from my grandmother (father's side) in vancouver.
I probably weighed ~90 pounds?
We hadn't taken "family education" yet, but I had already had my period for a couple of months. I'm still waiting on those boobs they promised though.
I had horrible eighties hair, and I actually had my four-inch bangs permed to increase body and height. eeech.
Sleep calls me.
Well I didn't get to sleep. We went out for dinner with my aunt debbie, uncle joe, (father's baby sister) and my grandmother. It's always funny to have dinner with them...both my father and uncle play ping pong at the same club in richmond.
[all dialogue was in cantonese..]So my dad's chewing away at this HUGE chunk of chicken skin, and my aunt looks over and says, "eyyy. Don't eat that. Watch your cholesterol."
To which my father exclaims, "what?! I exercise ALL WEEK just so I can have this skin! I worked hard for this skin..let me have it!"
My mom is sitting right beside my uncle and they split a bowl of rice. All of a sudden, uncle's like, "man...chicken skin eh? I exercise ALL week for this rice only!!"
ahahha...ok so you had to be there.
Much later (when we're on the last bits and pieces of chicken), my dad turns to his mother and says something like, "see mom, I can eat all the chicken skin."
To which I nudge my grandmother, who is sitting in between us, and I say, "yeah grandmom. look how talented my dad is, he can eat SO much chicken skin."
Hehe. The only chances I get to do something like this is when my grandmother is around because she's humoured by it. :) She always brings up, when my father is putting us down, that he didn't learn to walk until he was almost two years old...ahaha. I love that.
G'nite. Phone is ringing.