R is for Romee, Who Wants an Eclair

This morning, I listened to United States of Eurasia [+Collateral Damage] from Muse's album Resistance while trying to open this loaf of healthy bread my mother gave me:

I had difficulties. I did succeed, and ate a bit of it with Nutella. The bottle I purchased at the beginning of the semester is about 33.3% full, now. Also, I have been trying to decide whether or not I would like to purchase that album. Or any of Muse's albums. I know I would definitely like the sheet music for Neutron Star Collision (despite the fact that it was for a Twilight movie ;_;).

After a nice lunch of pizza that was covered in vegetables (which included artichoke hearts, I believe!), slightly sour oranges, and chocolate chip cookies, and a short encounter with Kathryn and chat with Renee along with that, I absorbed math (Green's theorem) and fought to balance hot and cold with my jacket. I realize that my body is very poorly suited to cool weather (or even just warm Hawaii weather). It must be a result of wearing a jacket and long pants CONSTANTLY throughout middle school and high school. That must change, hehe, or else I will be like those poor bacteria you can kill off with a thermostat because they only survive at a known temperature range.

I went to visit the Edward Gorey exhibit in the Art building after class with Alyssa. I admire that art style, and his use of the alphabet, sequentially in words. I was also pretty stunned by the amount of writing and drawing he had done. Alyssa bought baklava on the way back, and I listened to her talk about writing and storylines. It made me think of how I don't really write in my free time anymore, other than these long blog posts, which 1) aren't even done during "free time", and 2) hardly count as structured or well thought out.

In time Grace joined us. I practiced the Harry Potter: Goblet of Fire medley that we're playing in symphony, particularly the Potter Waltz:

Alyssa ended up sorting out her SweetTarts by color after I had remembered to give her her Halloween candy, and Grace watched some sparkly pink anime with cute animals in it, hehe.

At some point in rehearsal last night, Miyamura said something that sounded like "Too many papayas!" I have no clue what he really said. It was premium night this evening at the cafe and I ate stuffed salmon (actually the third time I had that as my premium dish this semester), along with some pesto pasta, mango, and pudding. There was talk of Disneyland and texting.

There were a few crazy moments after dinner, when we were all full and fighting food comas, where Megan, Annie, and I sat in the hallway by Annie's door and just talked, hit a balloon back and forth (a balloon taken from a chemistry lab...) and conversed, leading to misinterpretation. I had followed the sound of a guitar to find a sick individual in a room with little light. We had experimented with the falling ability of paper down stairwells. There were phone using adventures, a trip to the Market to purchase drinkable items, and further shennanigans in the room (with the appearance of Claire who needed to pack for her weekend adventure). Hi-Chew was thrown, sexual jokes made, and overall drama and liveliness.

I'm having problems with grammar right now, hehe. I guess that means I should return to the predicting of reaction products! Yay for alcohols, esters, and epoxides! Goodnight!