Q: Has anyone seen my phone? It's red and dead.

I dedicate today’s post to the sweet bagel lady at my workplace. This week, she gave me two bowls of butternut squash soup for free. She refused my card twice and honestly, I readily gave up at her words, “take it back there right now.” She meant that I should take the soup and find a seat at the sitting area. “I’ll always take care of mah peeps,” she said with one wink.

One tired morning, I rubbed my right eye. Some alien fragment in the air found its way into it, stinging at my every blink. The bagel lady thought I looked pitiful (well, I was half tearing just then), and offered me a drink. I kindly turn down her offer, and immediately she asked me if everything was okay. I have always known that she’s a nice lady. People liked her for that cheery attitude and swagger (she does these cute dances behind the counter). So I am still thankful at her caring thought that day. A comforting memory of Baltimore I’ll forever have whenever I see a bowl of hot soup next time.

You sure?
Vonnie S.

Q: Living alone can make you weird, study finds.

Oranges make me super gassy, especially right after a meal. Frown as you like at that statement, I cannot argue against my bodily functions. In honesty, I’d rather be a whoopee cushion than to suffer a bloated stomach. I’ll be staying indoors a good 90% of today, and living alone gives me the right to be super obnoxious. The 10% will see me at a Punjabi & Halal store nearby; an adventure beckons, and who knows, I might find treasures beyond my wildest imaginary world. I keed. It might be a perfect time for a walk outside. After lunch, I would want a good digestion process start-up and a little, slow-paced exercise may aid it. Of course, I needed some snacks that would help me get through all these studying I have to do over the next few hours. Meh, procrastination to the max! I’mma even tired of writing the same dang thing each week. YOLO.

Neopets is indefinitely coming up with a new plot. Excited nya~

Future gadget,
Vonnie S.

Q: Hypocrites are hippos.

Grocery shopping on a lovely day is a treat. I rarely get to have an easy walk around the neighborhood, for some reason it is either the unbearable temperature or the gusting winds that tripped me off. I’d take it as a sign that Spring is upon us, Baltimoreans. Time for those sunnies to make their appearances once more; the heavy coats and boots may retire to the closet until October rolls around the bend. I’ve skipped Journal Club today because I wasn’t quite charged up for an early rising. Don’t I deserve a break for skipping out on V-day yesterday? Haha. Words of a typical procrastinator; you won’t ever see a want for productivity need. I keed myself. Productivity is required of me this semester, so I’ll hit the books after dinner. There, happy?

Roasted honey chicken and mihun soup tonight!

Ideas, ok?
Vonnie S.

E: Happy Singles' Awareness Day!

Will you be my Eeveevolution?

What sorta Valentine’s Day is today? I left home early for work, then went for an evening class, only to return home at 9.30pm. Tired and brain-fried, I recognized nothing but the warmth of my blanket. As I lay to rest, I was simply glad that the day is about to end. Outside this silent studio room, the Cupids continue their hunt for those to fall in love.

XOXO,
Vonnie S.

Q: Never thought I'd say this, but Monday needs to come by faster.

Parent training time! One little birdie is leaving its nest soon. I got to role play with an in-home staff, and I had a ball throwing plates on the floor. But it wasn’t like that for MaeganP who was kicked in her thighs, and now she is on crutches for the rest of the week. Sigh…injury, no matter how big or small, is a common sight at our workplace. I assure you that it is only a matter of time that I’d end up that way somehow. That is, if my carelessness beckons it. Until then, time to one up laziness and do some article reading!

What is with these Harlem Shake videos?!

Document1,
Vonnie S.

Q: I think my heart might explode...and I'm okay with it.

Ah…assume your friend became a part-time zookeeper at the quaint Central Park Zoo. I was to be in charge of caring for a wild bobcat; its unpredictable nature makes it an interesting study and a sight to behold for visitors of all walks of life. People could not pet the animal for it frightens them, yet one does not understand how this creature that resembles every bit of a domestic household pet could be so vicious. As zookeepers, we are expected to interact with it, learn its body language, and when the bobcat goes in for the kill, deal with it. I survived a burst mode today. It came out of nowhere, a point I’d like to say meant that we know not a reason to have set it off. My bobcat targeted smaller preys indiscriminately, and caught in its fury, I escaped the pandemonium with scratch wounds. Thankfully, the deeper ones are below my right thumb. Scrappy lil fellow.

Full bar,
Vonnie S.

E: Gong Xi Fa Cai!

Happy Chinese New Year, dear readers! I was hoping this city gets painted red this week, for it would give me plenty of reasons to celebrate this auspicious rebirth of the Snake year. Unfortunately, the Americans could care less, in fact none of them bothered to wish me, with the exception of the usual “how are you?” I am not offended either. Not everyone is culture conscious, per se, so I appreciated it that the few Asian Americans did take the effort to share a little happiness with me. It is upsetting that I am away from home during this time of the year, but one has to realize that this sacrifice would be worthwhile. Eventually, I’ll be moving back closer to home and being alone on festival days will be but a distant memory. I could use such encouraging thoughts for now.

Anyway, here’s to wishing all of you a happy, healthy, wealthy, and awesome new year! For those of you who are snakies, may it be YOUR year homies!

Red pau,
Vonnie S.