Negative cells

Man... the last time I laughed that much was last year. I laughed so hard that tears were rolling down my face, my stomach hurt, and I got a foot cramp ( is that normal...). Then I realized that maybe my foot cramping up could be due to the fact that I was literally running from building to building yesterday in order to be on time for my interview. I feel so guilty. I can't even remember the last time I went running. I'm too lazy... I think it's because I don't eat anything, so I don't feel the need to exert extra energy. Hehe.

J: What's that called? Those gloves that cover your whole hand?
J: Muffins? Muttons? Muffs?
M: ...mittens

J: What are those people called? The ones that follow the president around?
M: hmm...
J: Social security!
M: That's old people money!! -_-
J: Social services... special services? Special force? SECRET SERVICE!
M: *facepalm

And THAT is how you tell I'm midterm-ing. My brain is so full of info I wouldn't be surprised if I forgot how to tie my shoe tomorrow. I should buy myself some Uggs. HAHA. Gross.

LMAO I love my aunt. I'll translate for you guys... "Hi, Your grandma and I have discussed and wanted to tell you that... you're too skinny. And you can't focus on studying this way because your brain will short-circuit.." and the rest is just typical aunt stuff and she tells me to "add oil" aka fight-o/fighting, but there isn't a saying like this in English. Sigh. I want to go to Taiwan.