Hello. And Stalkers.

Or as my sister would say, "herro." Ha ha! Asian accents.

So today, I got my SOC 416 midterm back. I thought I was totally going to bomb the thing because I am the worst at math. Numbers is just not my thing. But I got a 87% Whoo! I'm pretty much pumped. It's a two-part midterm. This one was all on statistics and tomorrow, we have a midterm on the statistics program we need to learn for our papers, SPSS. It's bullshit. But it's pretty easy so I'm going to do well tomorrow. :)

Oh and more good news: Poop Report published my third story! :) I was so happy when I saw my glorious story on the website! If you didn't know, Poop Report is where we tell our stories concerning feces. I love it. Check it out! My user name is asiansprinkles1 and I have some bomb stories on there.

As for the stalkers part of this blog: there's this creepy ass teacher that I see all the time and all she does is stare at me. Like there's plenty of other people around. But she chooses to look at me... all the time. I know this is a relatively small campus and it's hard to get away from some people but still. It's weird how I don't have class with her anymore and yet I still see her like three times a week. When I did have class with her, all she would do was stare at me. I wish I could say that it was my friends around me or the people behind me but I was exclusive. And now, I see her everywhere. I wouldn't care so much if she didn't stare. Ugh. She has this really like hard stare to her. Like it's not glaring but it's weird. Whatever. She sucks. AND she gave me an A- in her class. An A-!!! God! I would have had a way higher GPA last term but nooo. Thanks.

So I was on Youtube and I saw the most AMAZING video. It's a parody of the "Muffins" video but it's "Muffins, Asian Version." HILARIOUS. You must check this out. All Asians will relate to this.

I am so hungry. Me and my roommate are going to Tarntip, the bombest Thai place ever. Seriously. The only thing that sucks is the service. But the food is so bomb. Jesus. I'm starving... But then again, I'm pretty much always hungry.

Hmmm... what else to blog about... It's almost Mother's Day. Ew. I have a love-hate relationship with my mom. She's weird. And controlling. But then again, she's an Asian Mom. It's in her blood. And I'm sure in the future, it will be in mine. I always get her a card and some sort of flower. She loves flowers. And expensive things. So I stick with the flowers. Last year, I got her a Hello Kitty card. Fucking awesome. It was full of sparklies and pastel colors! :D

Anyway, I must stop blogging. I finally found some time to read the 1000-page book I was bitching about in another blog. And currently, I'm filling up that time with Twitter, Face Book, and Blogger. Ha ha! BTW, the book is "The Executioner's Song" by Norman Mailer. It's about this crazy cunt Gary Gilmore. It's very interesting, just incredibly long... Barf. Well, I guess I'll get to it.