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Mama’s Losin’ It

Compile and share a list of your favorite tweets.

I originally opened a Twitter account to keep my parents in the loop with what I was doing while at college, and also to document little tidbits that I thought were important, but not long enough to merit a blog post (the maximum character length of a tweet is 140 characters).  Twitter also documents my writing phases — there was a time when I rarely capitalized anything, preferring the aesthetic appeal of lowercase letters.  However, the “favorites” listed below don’t include many recent ones, because I’ve started using Twitter more to converse and connect as opposed to updating the world with my whereabouts and life story every five seconds.

just realized that khameini and khomeini are/were two different people, and not a silly romanizing misprint. {5 Nov 08}

As embarrassing as that is to admit, this tweet marks the beginning of my serious interest in the Middle East.  It had begun in high school, but once I reached college and was able to study Africa and the Middle East, I really became interested in the MENA region.

holy cowhorns i’ve been sitting in chinese for twenty minutes and just realized i don’t have class today. {3 Dec 08}

It’s always nice to remember that I do this sort of thing at least once a semester.  Remember this post about me sitting in the wrong class and the professor not even saying anything?  I did it again on Friday, but fortunately realized my mistake before I even sat down.  And then I pretended I forgot something so I could make my getaway.

so i was going to write one of my two his211 essays on somali government . . . but i just learned that somalia doesn’t have one. {6 Dec 08}

Writing about politics is so much fun.

my GPA is a 3.918! {19 Dec 08}

I was so upset over that .082 of a point.

went to wal-mart for cocoa butter. came home with an american carol, aquarium filters, and no cocoa butter. {7 Jan 09}

This tweet is pivotal because that used to be the story of my life.  Now, I simply don’t go to Wal-Mart.  I haven’t been there in at least a month.  Also, note my lack of AP Style (there is no comma between the second to last and last item in a list).  This was obviously tweeted prior to ENG222.

after sleeping with my contacts in, i opened my dresser drawer this morning to find three unopened bottles of opti-free. {26 Jan 09}

Story of my life.

french braiding my hair. you know what would be really awesome? if i knew how to french braid. {3 Feb 09}

I’m so hilarious.  This also marks the semester when I’d go to the bathroom and cut my hair when I was bored. …

dinner with the ambassador of zimbabwe! {24 Feb 09}

This really wasn’t that exciting.  I’m only posting it on this blog so you think I’m cool.

i want a mushroom from fantasia. {26 Feb 09}

This reminds me of the countless times I’d watch Disney scenes on YouTube.  And then sometimes I’d actually do homework.

congratulations to katie and mark! :] {17 Oct 09}

My best friend became engaged to a guy I’ve known since preschool (and he was my best friend in first grade).

hahaha TSA — your bajilliamillion regulations can’t keep me from packing 7 days’ worth of more stuff than I need into 20″x14″x7.5″! {20 Jun 2010}

I felt so empowered and awesome.  My family was preparing for a week-long vacation in Bermuda.  I was excited to add another stamp to my passport, but the vacation wasn’t as fantastic as I expected.  Mainly because I missed Alan, was stung by jellyfish twice and a fish bit me.  Or whatever it is that fish do.  Nibbled.  On the upside, I had the most fantastic fish and chips of my life and collected sea glass.  My favorite souvenirs are those found naturally or those that are unique, like rocks and shells and photos.  I’m not a huge fan of the mass-produced stuff.

If the war is over, where are the ticker tape parades? {19 Aug 2010}

That’s an excellent question!

Few things are more embarrassing than realizing you’ve sent an email from your cute, personal account instead of your .edu account. {16 Sep 2010}

I’ve realized that the more involved I become in work outside of that I which I complete for professors, the more apt I am to send emails from the wrong account or send half-finished emails.

I hate it when I type “P” from dropdown menus for “State,” and enter “Palau” before I realize “Pennsylvania” is second. {27 Oct 2010}

This is a major pet peeve.  “Pennsylvania” is the only state that begins with a “P.”  So it annoys me when I have to stop what I’m doing and am inconvenienced for a whole 2.3901 seconds by having to click the dropdown arrow and scroll one option down to “Pennsylvania.”

Is engaged to the most wonderful, God-fearing man in the world, as of this evening! {24 Dec 2010}

Yep.  Some random people on Twitter knew before some people in real life knew.

Someday, I’m going to live in a state where the kids have never even heard of snow days. {27 Jan 2011}

Little did I know how true that could someday be.

Praying that my fiancee receives his orders this week! {8 Feb 2011}

Can we please check the date on that tweet?  Haha, life.  You’re hilarious.

7 minutes of my tuition dollars have officially been wasted as the professor attempts to find photos on her laptop.


Realized my tuition dollars aren’t actually being wasted because I came to class an hour early.  OMG. {16 Feb 2011}

I’ve done that again since then.

16 care packages are on their way to Afghanistan! {12 Mar 2011}

Happy 21st birthday to me!

Walking to the gym, I passed two Koreans who said, “ahnyonghasaeyo.”  It was so weird to be identified as Korean and not mistaken as Chinese. {24 Mar 2011}

Once, in Walt Disney World, a woman working at the China pavilion in EPCOT asked me where I was from.  I said, “Pennsylvania,” and Dad said, “She means where you’re really from.”  “South Korea.”  “Oh, I thought you were from China.  You must look that way because you’ve been in America so long.”  I have no idea what that means.  Then, during freshman orientation, a Chinese English as a Second Language (ESL) student came up to me and greeted me with, “Ni hao!”  This also happened recently when Alan and I were at H-Mart.  Chinese frequently tell me I look Chinese; Koreans typically ignore me/glare at me when I’m with Alan.  But I cannot recall the last time I was greeted in Korean by Koreans.


Miscellany Monday @ lowercase letters+ open your eyes. On Saturday, Alan took me to renew my driver’s license.  Apparently, they expire the day you turn 21.  There’s nothing quite like realizing you’ve been driving on an expired license for a week to keep your speed in check.  Not that that happened to me, or anything.  The man who asked me to verify my information and took my photo gave me these instructions: “Sit down in that chair.  Do you see that smiley face sticker?  Look at the smiley face sticker.  Put your chin down a little.  Move your hair out of your face.  Open your eyes.”  I’m sorry.  I forgot that we Asians tend to walk around with our eyes closed.  My mistake.  He also said, three times, that I would have a question about my license (I hate it when people say things like that, because I usually don’t have a question and that usually leads to awkward moments) when he clicked to the next page on the screen.  My license is vertical, as opposed to the horizontal orientation.  He said it was because I received my camera card/temporary license before my birthday.  But, if the license expires on my birthday, shouldn’t I have received the camera card before my birthday?  Otherwise, I wouldn’t be covered.  I have no idea what he was talking about.  But the point is, I received my new license and my hair looks crazy.

+ vanilla extract. First of all, I purchased alcohol for the first time on Saturday (though not to drink, because I promised my parents that I wouldn’t drink alcohol from my 21st birthday until my 22nd birthday).  And I wasn’t carded.  Apparently, I need to start using some TimeWise Replenishing Serum+C.  Anyway.  Alan and I decided to make some homemade vanilla extract, about which I am very excited.  We purchased some vanilla beans, two small bottles each of Malibu Rum Coconut and Captain Morgan Spiced Rum, and then one small bottle of Captain Morgan Private Stock (which, according to the labels, is basically the same as the spiced rum, but more expensive and in a glass bottle).  At home, I cut the vanilla beans into thirds so they would be submerged in the alcohol, and then slit them down the center to open the beans.  Then, I just dropped them into the tiny bottles and closed them.  They’ll darken over the course of the next five months or so, the vanilla eventually replacing the strong smell of the alcohol.  The total cost (I’m not sure what size the bottles are, but they’re the tiny cute ones that cost $8 if you’re at a hotel in Bermuda) was around $13-$15.  And I haven’t priced vanilla lately, so I’m not sure if we’ll actually save money, but it was fun and I’m excited for coconut vanilla extract and spiced vanilla extract.  If you try this, don’t forget to store your bottles in a cool, dark place and completely submerge the beans, or else they’ll mold!

+ my father’s daughter. I recently walked into the kitchen and found a rather old tooth lying on the counter.  Instead of asking why or who or what or any of the countless questions normal people would ask, I realized that being the daughter of my father, that sort of thing no longer fazes me, because it’s nothing for me to come home to find rocks soaking the sink or drying on the deck.  And then to be corrected, because that’s not just a rock, it’s a special rock that was used for a special purpose/that’s from a certain area.  I would also like to add that my father, hater of most technology, wants a laptop.  When I asked Mom why, she said it was probably so he could check Google Earth and the USGS earthquake map.  Every time Dad wants to use the laptop, he asks one of us to look up the earthquake map.  I checked it out the other day to find the rating of the March 11 earthquake in Japan.

And I have to admit, it was a pretty interesting website.

Alan and I ventured into the Tokyo Hibachi & Bar Sunday evening.  It’s a lovely restaurant, with a sushi bar, hibachi grills, a small bar and a spacious dining area.  The waitstaff was also very polite, though we did experience a bit of ethnocentrism, which we’re used to.  The waitress constantly asked me for our response and ignored Alan, which seems to happen every time Alan and I go to an Asian restaurant (and was part of the reason why Alan and I stopped patronizing Panda Heaven).  Nevertheless, the food was very good and we are definitely eating there again!

Kumamoto oysters

The oysters arrived already cut and ready to eat.  They were accompanied by a spicy sauce and tasted remarkably delicious for seafood served in a landlocked state (I could have made a meal of them).  My other favorite oysters are served at Berret’s in Williamsburg.  The seafood served there is locally caught.

Flaming Volcano Roll

The volcano roll included eel, spicy tuna and cream cheese with a spicy mixture of crab, scallops and shrimp.

Bonsai Roll

The bonsai roll had tempura shrimp and spicy crab.  I can’t remember what else it included, but it was delicious as-is, without soy sauce and wasabi.

Tempura Green Tea Ice Cream

For dessert, we ordered fried ice cream.  The presentation was prettier than the photo shows, but I was using my BlackBerry and accidentally turned on the flash.  Alan and I both love green tea ice cream.  Haagen-Dazs is my favorite.