every monday morning, i rush out to the front of the gates to get to the bus stop to take the exact 8:16 am bus. every monday morning, i am always the second or third person sitting in the class while everyone shows up five minutes before the 9:00 am class. routines are hard to break. i like to be early. my mom is a 4:00 am yoga early bird. yogi. i don't know why i bother rushing, but there's something within me that tells me that i must not be late. thanks to my dad perhaps, growing up means being more and more on time (meaning at least half an hour early) to everything i do and plan.
i also quickly ran downstairs to get a new medium surface drawing pad at the art store. i even browsed this new section where they sold these "italian" colorful notebooks. when i got back, i was still the second to third person in the classroom. it had only been three minutes in the time being then again.
i had a really good weekend. i got mediterranean food with my boyfriend on friday afternoon for lunch and as usual, i ordered my favorite falafel plate. i'm really glad that he's giving the chance to try more cultural foods-to open the taste range. those batatas with lime and garlic were just delicious. i think i've ordered that appetizer at least six times in a row now. we also had a 90210 marathon that night i blogged about us watching 90210 and me eating a fudge brownie. it was really fun.
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