Mmmm. Thanksgiving.

I can't do this. I just can't do this. I can't even begin to write this stupid paper on Bryan Singer. I'm procrastinating still. I just need to vent. I don't want to write it. On to happier things...

My brother, who I affectionately call "Kuya", is visiting this weekend. He's taking me out so I can go get a decent blanket. Mine's not thick enough. I know: stupid. Who uses thin blankets in fall in San Francisco? Me, obviously. Also, my parents are back from Thailand!!! YAY! And they bought me goodies: Lacoste and Burberry knockoffs. Lovely. My parents are so selfless. Thank you God for awesome parents. Kuya's bringing pictures from the wedding in Thailand too. Wish I could've been there.

Yay! Thanksgiving's almost here. This time it's at my house. It's going to be awesome coming home and having Thanksgiving there with family and everything. Dad's cooking the turkey, and I think my mom's making pansit (filipino noodles!!!). I really miss filipino food.

I'm going to try again to start this stupid paper. Hope it doesn't kill me.

Things I'm thankful for:
1. Mom and Dad and Kuya
2. all my friends
3. my education
4. all the opportunites I've been given
5. movies and music and books and all the arts

No thanks to:
1. writing papers
2. traffic
3. mean people and indecent people
4. homework
5. bad words