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While watching an SNL rerun where Tina Fey did a Sarah Palin sketch and slipped in a comment about running for (and winning) the US presidency in 2012:

Me: If Palin becomes our president in 2012, I’m leaving the country. Hey, I graduate in 2012 so I can go wherever I want if she gets elected.
My mom: Well, once your brother goes to college I can leave the country as well¹.
My brother (who doesn’t graduate from college until 2015): …I can campaign for Hawaii’s independence² so Palin won’t be my president?

I love my family.

1. My family has moved overseas many times, so it wouldn’t be unusual if we moved overseas once more, regardless of US government politics. [↩]
2. His top choices for college are in Hawaii. [↩]

Most of the time, I handle myself with grace and poise. I’m pretty capable in almost any situation, which is good because a lot of awkward stuff happens in my life every day. However, today my “recovery” ability completely and totally failed me, much to my embarrassment and the hilarity of those around me.

First of all, I should explain that in one of my classes, there are 2-3 people who are registered for the class but never actually show up. They were in class on the first day of the semester and took the midterm, but that was it. My class is unusually close and we are all good friends with each other, so we’ve speculated where these kids have been throughout the semester.

So, picture this: I walk into class and one of the kids who never shows up is sitting in the front row¹, strumming a guitar and humming along. I am so totally and completely taken aback by this that I burst out laughing before I realize what I’m doing. But seriously? When someone doesn’t show up to class in forever and then does so with a guitar in hand, it’s kind of hard not to laugh.

The other kids in the class know why I’m laughing, obviously. We’re all close and we’re all on the same page; we’ve all tossed around elaborate and outlandish theories as to why this kid, as well as the few others, even bothered registering for this class and then not show up at all. However, obviously Guitar Boy doesn’t know why I find the sight of him with a guitar hilarious.

Me (trying to stop laughing as my friends try not to start): Oh. Well.
Awkward silence ensues. All of my classmates and I pointedly avoid making eye contact with each other.
Guitar Boy (putting down his guitar): Wait, what’s so funny?
Me: …it’s raining outside?

Yeah, I don’t know where I came up with that either. But that made everything seem 100x more hilarious and everyone dissolved into howling laughter, leaving Guitar Boy confused as ever as to what, exactly, was going on.

Also, thank you to all those who congratulated me about my scholarship! I still can’t believe that all my hard work paid off and I actually got it!

1. Incidentally, he happens to be a really, really pretentious kid. Like, he never shows up, but when he does, he acts like he’s better than everyone else. Obviously, he hasn’t really made friends with the rest of the class. [↩]

I discovered the concept of peepshi last weekend, right around the time the amount of Peeps sold go into overdrive because of Easter. A quick trip to the grocery store and before I knew it, my friend and I were settled in our lounge, getting busy making peepshi.

They’re not hard to make at all; the only things you need are Rice Krispie treats, Fruit-by-the-Foot, and Peeps. Peepshi are very sticky to make (so much marshmallow is involved!) but the disgustingly hot lounge may have been a factor in all the stickiness, as a floormate was using the oven to bake cookies at the same time. Still, the peepshi were lots of fun to make. The nigiri peepshi were a lot easier to make because I didn’t have to roll the Rice Krispie into a circle and stuff extra Peep filling inside, unlike the maki. Also, the maki required me to decapitate various Peeps :P

As fun as they were to make, eating them was a total sugar overload. I personally only managed one, as did my friend whom I made the peepshi with. We gave out the rest of them to the floor by offering them to people we bumped into as we made rounds in the dorms!