cute waiter! [just a quick update]

we can't totally forget somebody just bcos we want to. however we can learn to feel unaffected by the memories with that person. 

i'm a fine one to talk, yeah. i guess i am still  learning this the hard way. 

so i met a cute waiter today. he's from Nepal! his name is Ri-something-dell something or something. holy shit, i really hadn't caught his name. obviously he hadn't caught on mine either.

o well. but he's really cute. especially when he smiles. but... nah... still not to my what's-that-word. doesn't leave a deep impression on me in more ways than one. o well.

wanna see my dinner for the day?

ramen.

by the way, i hadn't gone to the school's Racial Harmony Carnival. still feeling a little sad about it, so... *sigh* o well. i'm gonna sink into depression if they're still talking about it on Monday (which they will definitely be).

so i've been hitting my little brother with the cushions since like, forever, and today he read my book of superstitions and was devastated to find this:

" hitting a child with a pillow... will shorten his or her life. "

i laughed into his face and was like, "you're not a child." and then i hit him with a pillow repeatedly while chanting "minus one. minus one. minus one." i'm such a douche, i know.

i'll blog more tomorrow.