These are a few of my favorite things...

One of my favorite things about the weekend is that I actually have time in the morning to sit down and enjoy my cup of coffee (with vanilla creamer of course). Instead of having to use my travel mug (which is pretty cute), I get to use one of my amazing coffee mugs! All of them have been given to me by someone else and they are all different. I never want to have a set of matching coffee mugs. That takes the fun out of life. It may sound weird, but I get really excited about choosing which one I'm going to use in the morning.

Getting Organized

I am going to attempt making some meals ahead of time and freezing them. Call me a mom, but it will make my life a lot easier. Since I know absolutely nothing about how to freeze foods, this website helped a lot: http://busycooks.about.com/library/lessons/blfreezer.htm
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Oh the places you'll go...

To add to a previous post...
You know you're a college student when you choose places to eat based on what coupons you have. For example, you really want ice cream. So your roommates decide to make a night out of it and take advantage of buy one get one free scoops on Mill Ave. But when you're almost there, you realize no one remembered to actually bring the coupon, so instead of wasting gas to go back to the apartment to get it, you just go to the source (ASU) to get another coupon book. Easy right? After fifteen minutes of driving Jen's car through Forest Mall, dodging bicyclists, students, and campus security, we finally had another coupon book. And ice cream never tasted better :)

You know you're a college student when...

...you're too cheap to get a haircut and end up doing it yourself.

Thank goodness I was paying attention to my hairdresser back in the day.

Victimized

Well, it was probably going to happen sooner or later. Thousands of bikes get stolen near ASU and last, someone finally took my cute little blue Denali road bike. It should have been my first clue when someone stole the seat late last semester to bring it inside, especially when I don't use it every day anymore.
But I love how even in the most frustrating of situations, God gives you something to laugh about. While making my report to the police officer over the phone, I was caught off guard when he asked me to describe my physical appearance. Of course the first question he asks is the most difficult--"What is your ethnicity?" I'm pretty sure I have no idea how to answer that. Before bubbling in answers in any kind of poll or survey about my ethnicity, I always just choose whatever will benefit me most. So for the longest time, I would put "Asian" thinking I would get better scholarships. Only recently have I made the switch to putting "White" just because. The funny thing is that I could really pass as both and neither. So as I'm contemplating my answer, I get suspicious looks from my roommates who are wondering what question could be so difficult to answer. By the time he asks for my height and weight, they've started to giggle which--in my nervous awkwardness--causes me to start laughing hysterically. No kidding, full on laughing my butt off so much that when he asks for my hair and eye color I can't even say my response. Somehow I manage to say "brown" and he goes, "For both?" ..."pshh yahaha!" "Ok, I'll take that as a yes..." The conversation painfully goes on as my roommates and I are now in full blown hysterics and I can barely get out the rest of my answers. He's probably thinking I deserved to have my bike stolen.