Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Sometimes I feel like my life is a big fat lie... I tell my parents that I have ASB and then hop to Starbucks for my morning coffee. It's sad, actually. At Starbucks, I drank a Vanilla Creme (260) and got a Peachy Parfait (320).
I have no doubt that all the sugar is making my fatter but I can't stop eating it. Next time I should get non fat and no whipped cream. I feel disgusting now. Everyone is getting on my case about it, even the people at work. It's quite annoying. Even the bf thinks it's slowly killing me.
Talking about the bf, I think he is the sweetest guy I have ever known. He doesn't care that I am spoiled and stubborn. He thinks of me before himself and brings me sushi and cup noodles before class. I don't care that he already has a daughter. The daughter can be annoying sometimes but most of the time, she's a cute little angel. We go bowling, to the movies, shopping, and to dinner together as a "family." I love it. It makes me feel like I actually matter; I'm a part of something.
My other secret indulgence is Gossip Girls. I wish the writers would just stop striking and go back to what they do best: write amazing TV shows. I have loved Gossip Girls-the book-ever since I was 13. I was mesmerized by the Upper East Side. The things that happen in the book/show are questionable though. My aunt lives there and it's not as bad as it seems. She had to work her ass off in high school to get into an Ivy but then she partied hard too. I just finished my USC last night and I have a feeling that I won't get in. I'll be so disappointed. I'm always worried that I'm going to end up attending Irvine or some equally 5th tier school. Next in line is Barnard College. I'll be thrilled if I'm accepted. It's a small liberal arts school in the Upper West Side-Morningside Heights-right next the one any only Columbia University. Oh, what I would give to live in Manhattan.
There is a potential problem though with the whole East Coast. Le bf ne souhaite pas que j'aille parce que il a une fille. My French sucks horribly. Oh well. I highly doubt that I'm going to pass the AP test.