It’s been almost a week since I last wrote so now I feel like a total slacker. I thought that it would be a good idea to just catch up on the last few days because our last Skype session was full of Skype kisses and not much talking. (Speaking of which, it was so different Skyping during the day. I did not appreciate the multitude of interruptions… But I’ll take what I can get.)
I think we are pretty up to date with the majority of things that happened on Wednesday. Caitlin and I had a coffee date scheduled. We picked up our photos at the photo place (unfortunately, mine were the only ones that were ready), then we headed over to the only cute cafe in Bergen County. (I am a little ashamed to say that most people in Bergen County are more than satisfied with just Dunkin Donuts. Okay, I like Dunkin Donuts coffee, but not for anything espresso.)
After that, Caitlin convinced me to go to the mall with her to indulge in window shopping. Her favorite store was having a sale on underwear and she swore that we were just going to look. Well that didn’t happen… but you already know that.
But we didn’t stop there. We made another trip to another mall to do even more window shopping. We were able to resist this time, even if I really liked what I had tried on in the dressing room (of which you have photographic evidence).
I cooked dinner and practiced baking the shortbread tarts that night for Iya’s party. Nothing too exciting, except for the fact that the tarts were really, really yummy.
Moz bribed me into volunteering at Pride Agenda on Thursday afternoon. True, I did need to finish my volunteer hours (I think I’m finally done with all 30!!!) so I went into the city around noon. I worked for three hours stuffing envelopes. Nothing exciting, really.
After work, Moz and I walked over to Brookdale to drop off a very tiny, bite-sized tart for Kwame. We hung around for an hour in the courtyard just chatting and catching up. Kwame’s been really busy this summer so I haven’t really had a chance to talk to him. I told him you were away in Mexico at the moment, among other stuff, and he replied saying that our life sounded a bit like the beginning of Y Tu Mama Tambien. Hah.
Moz and I forgot to bring an umbrella (I didn’t even know it was going to rain that night) so we left before the rain could start. We timed it just right for our dinner reservation at the Fancy Restaurant, A.K.A. Gotham Bar & Grill.
Fancy Restaurant is quite special to us because:
- It kick-started our annual birthday tradition of going to a fancy restaurant with our friends Mae and Lore. Ideally, we are supposed to go to a fancy restaurant once a year to get cultured and try fancy food… It seems that we are too foodie to just do it once a year.
- It was the place that I first tried and fell in love with foie gras.
- Last time we were here, Moz was vegetarian, which meant that she kind of missed out.
It was a good dinner overall. I don’t know if the food exceeded my expectations of that first time, but we were both very satisfied with our meal.
Friday was not exciting. I caught up on work for the majority of the day until Moz got to my place for a sleepover. I started to bake the shortbread tarts for the party that night. Mom loved the tarts the other day so much that she made me double the recipe – which meant that baking was going to take me a long time. The tarts are surprisingly easy to make, but the process is time-consuming.
I had milkbar cake. It was delicious.
I can’t even remember anything else that happened that day because it was that dull. I know I went to bed extremely early because I was so tired from baking. It is hard work!
OH. Friday was the day that I Got Mail. That was the best part of the day probably.
Oh goodness. Saturday was so busy. I knew I was going to eat a lot later that day so my breakfast consisted of coffee with two slices of buttered toast with blueberry preserves. Knowing my usual breakfast habits, you probably can guess that I was not much of a happy camper about that. But I was too busy to be grumpy.
Right after breakfast, I started baking the rest of the tarts right away (I think in total, it took me six-ish hours to make 2 and a half dozen tarts). While the tarts were baking, I made a large batch of black beans (not complicated, but my mom wanted me to make them). Once the shortbread tarts were finally finished, I set about filling them up with the lemon cream cheese filling and garnished with fresh blueberries. I helped out in general in the kitchen with cooking. By the time the party started at two, I spent four hours in the kitchen that morning and I was starving.
I spent the rest of the day eating and drinking with family and friends so that lifted my mood.
(I told Iya that you give her your best… she replies, “That’s it?” Diva as always.)
(Also, I told my mom about your Diva Trifecta comment. She totally scoffed and said, “I’m not a diva!” She sounds just like me. )
(Yes, as usual, family asked about you. )
We had a really, really yummy lunch at the Cuban restaurant that Iya worked at. It was a small good bye party hosted by her boss and family friend. The food was really good. (You already know about lunch, but I was too distracted by you to really give much details when we Skyped that day.)
I got to watch the Spice Girls during the Closing Ceremony of the Olympics. That was exciting. I was totally a Spice Girls fan, not going to lie. I know all the words to a few songs, and I was totally belting them out when we went to the karaoke place last week.
Okay, if I had known that you were going to be at the airport for so long, and that there was a possibility that you would not get wifi at all, I WOULD HAVE STAYED UP TO TALK TO YOU ALL NIGHT. ;( (Winky sad face smiley… that’s right.)
But I guess there’s no use pouting over it now.
I do hope you find a way to communicate sooner or later. I might just go crazy if I don’t hear from you until the 24th. For the mean time, I am going to keep sending you pictures, texts, emails, etc. so you have something waiting for you in every inbox imaginable. (Uh, I hope that sounds more cute and less stalkerish.) I am constantly thinking of you and my sporadic messages are just a bit of evidence of how much I do.
Okay, this is probably my longest post so far, but it is my fault for delaying writing for so long.
I miss you, as always.
(I am trying to resist starting a countdown for your return… I am failing.)
P.S. In a perfect world, I would proofread before I post. But I am too lazy. This was a long post. Excuse any typos or grammatical errors.
Regardless of your boy drama, it still looks and sounds like you are having an awesome time in London. It sucks that you won’t be going to Paris this time around, but I promise you that in the future, we will have our version of Anna and the French Kiss.
So in regards to some interesting points in your email, I decided to list them out because it might just be a more organized fashion to address all the random things:
- White coffee: Funny how I’ve never, ever heard this phrase before. I guess it’s something you really don’t know unless you’ve lived there for a while? Huh. Well, regardless, I had to look it up.
- Moz’s pasalubong: Actually, I did bring it up with Moz that you wanted to know what she would like, but I never actually got a response back. Instead she was just like, “Oh my god, are you talking to Lore? Did she get my texts? I tried messaging her back but I never got a reply!” and etc. So I had to explain the whole France fiasco (alliteration!) and I forgot to ask about the pasalubong again.
- Idin sounds like a total dream but the fact that he has not contacted you in any form means that he is a jackass. A charming, hot jackass. How unfortunate. At least now you have material for a manuscript. (And of course, I had to forward Letter #5 to Moz, but we both know it will be way too long for her to actually read so I [or you] will have to summarize it for her.)
- Writing for YA: I’m so glad that your friends didn’t snub you for your interest in YA literature. And it makes me even more happy to hear that they can actually see you as a young adult author. That is quite awesome. I think it’s cool that there’s a great diversity of interests in your writing group. Maybe that will help you grow as a writer than your actual writing assignments.
- Facebook friends: You know, it actually has not occurred to me to creep on your recently added Facebook friends. This sounds like something only you would do. (Actually, I feel like Moz would definitely do it as well.)
- Quitting: This sounds like a topic that I shouldn’t blatantly say out on the Internet, so let’s try to be a little vague? Were you successful on your attempts to quit?
Okay, and not to brag, but the weather right now is really, really lovely in New Jersey. It’s not quite 80 degrees, little humidity and the sun is shining. (It’s supposed to be like this for the rest of the week, but I am NOT keeping my hopes up.) Which sucks because I’ve basically been depressed the whole day for no reason or another. And of course it has not helped that I basically sat around eating with Iya while watching romantic movies that were happy and others that were not quite happy. Neither type helped with my mood.
So I ate a ton of ice cream with whipped cream, butterscotch, and peanut butter chips. Nearly a quarter of a gallon. So now I feel a little sick, but it’s okay. Actually, I think the fact that I am writing to you is a much more therapeutic process than anything else. But other than my wallowing…
BEA was a ton of fun and I’m really happy that I walked away with under 15 books for review, just like I planned. So yeah, there’ll be plenty to read when you get back.
I’ve also been going to school for the last two weeks, which has not been that fun. It’s only for approximately five hours on Mondays and Wednesdays but my lab section starts at 8AM. This means I’m up and out of the house by 6:35 AM so I can commute in time. I am not a morning person so this hasn’t exactly been a blast for me, but I am making it happen.
Sometimes after class, I meet up with Moz to hang out, grab a drink or a bite to eat (most of the time, it is at Maharlika). Or sometimes, I’ll go out on a date. But yeah, I won’t go into too much detail on that. It can wait until you get back. (Although this is a little unfair because you wrote me the most descriptive passages, ever – dude, don’t rule out romance novels in your future, just sayin’.)
I’ve generally been busy for the last two weeks, and it really was only the last two days where I just couldn’t find myself to be entertained by anything at home. I’ve been cleaning, eating, reading, watching movies and TV, blogging, etc, but I’ve just been bored altogether.
But I guess it’s not necessarily a bad thing altogether because it meant that I finally had no other excuse to prolong my writing of a reply back to you. So here it is.
I miss you. Come back soon!
PS. I am reading David Levithan’s Every Day, and it might just be his best novel yet. Honestly, it is beautiful. While reading it during my lecture, I had to stop and copy a passage because I was just stunned by the loveliness of his writing:
“What is it about the moment you fall in love? How can such a small measure of time contain such enormity? I suddenly realize why people believe in deja vu, why people believe they’ve lived past lives, because there is no way the years I’ve spent on this earth could possibly encapsulate what I’m feeling. The moment you fall in love feels like it has centuries behind it, generations – all of them rearranging themselves so that this precise, remarkable intersection could happen. In your heart, in your bones, no matter how silly you know it is, you feel that everything has been leading to this, all the secret arrows were pointing here, the universe and time itself have crafted this long ago, and you are just now realizing it, you are just now arriving at the place you were always meant to be.” – Every Day by David Levithan, p. 22-23 of the ARC
♥ Thanks: Loreal
Moz and I have been contemplating all the things that we would love to accomplish during the summer. Of course, our summer plans are still a little shaky, so this is a very early draft.
- Try the new tasting menu at wd~50.
- Have a picnic at Central Park.
- Go to a [decent] beach.
Clean out my bookshelf.
- Rafting down the Delaware.
- Rooftop dining.
FuerzaBruta x6 … (x7??) Magic Mike. And Brave.
- Catch up on GoodReads.
- Watch another show that isn’t FuerzaBruta.
- Take a photo a day. At least one.
- Host a dinner party at home.