I just had some green tea and a pineapple bun and I'm still dozing off. Damn my winter slumber tendencies. It is officially winter! My weaksauce cold tolerance is going to be plagued with dry skin, chapped lips, and unreasonable complaints (lol). I know Toronto is under a horrid ice storm, so it just makes me look even worse. I just happened to record a YouTube video on a nice 80 degree Fahrenheit day. I doubt there will be another one of those for awhile. Either way, my wardrobe mostly consists of tanks and shorts probably 70% of the time anyway. Just put on a cardigan or jacket over it and HUZZAH!!!
My acne is being really annoying. I'm not sure if it's the weather, stress, or hormones. It's probably a mix, but so annoying. I'm pretty sure the number of people who are my age and still have acne problems is really low. I don't care for the occasional whitehead or blackhead. It's the cystic acne that really bug me, ugh. The cystic pimples got pretty bad during week 10 and finals week. I'm such a stress ball. I worry about things that aren't even that big of a deal, and now I have the unnecessary scars on my face to remind me of them. Since I'm mentally like an old senior who has nothing better to do than to watch daytime talk shows, I learned from "The Doctors" that blood circulation correlates with healing, so I'm on the workout grind no matter how cold it is. *war cry*
I checked my quarter grades. I got a B+ in my senior writing class and a solid C in my Mexican politics class, ugh. My GPA is dying (lol). That professor doesn't give A's unless the person REAAAAALLY deserves it. She's nuts, and I have no choice but to take her class again next quarter because it's the last class I need in order to graduate. *cry* I don't care all that much about my GPA since I don't really plan to go to grad school but I'm not an A student, so that B average is pretty damn good to me (haha).
So anyway, my good friend Lisa came back from her week long vacation in Hawaii a couple weeks ago. I kept saying Maui (like, "what did you do in Maui?") but she stayed in Honolulu the whole time. My mind is so jumbled sometimes. I met up with her on Thursday. I said we should get something with hot broth since it was projected to rain that day. What I really wanted to do was go to "The Pie Hole", so we settled on a ramen place in Little Tokyo. We went to "Mr. Ramen", to be exact.
Well anyway, I've been craving "The Pie Hole" since the last time I went there. It was Lisa's first time and she got the Mexican chocolate pie with a Horchata latte while I got the maple custard with a regular latte. Oh my godddd! (That was my literal reaction after my first bite). If I ever get married, screw cake. I'd just have that fucking maple custard pie, man. IT'S THAT DAMN GOOD. THAT SLICE WAS TOO DAMN SMALL. Second to maple custard would be the early grey pie, for me. OH MY GOD!! but yeah, they're kind of hard to compare. It's like...do you want something herbal'y tasting with a wad whipped frosting on top or a big slice of creme brulee?!
HERE. There's also a white t-shirt version, but I didn't find it as nice looking as this one.
Yeppers~ Ugh, I'd like more pie...and Japanese food, thanks...