1/18

It's no "secret" to those who know me--and that includes you, William--but fragrance and perfume is one of my favorite things in the world.

I smell nearly everything that comes into my grasp -- from money to jackets to paper... sometimes I'll remember what someone smells like, better than what they look like.

And, of course, actual perfumes!

If I had all the money in the world, I'd probably have enough perfume to last a whole village ten lifetimes.

I'm not, but when I had a job I'd often buy new bottles, and my friends tend to indulge me with them, since they know about my obsession.

Behold!

By category: Flower/fruit★green tea★fruit (coconut)★flower (cherry blossom)★fruit (lychee)★fruit (lemon,apricot,melon)★flower★flower (water lily)★flower (magnolia)★fruit (apple).

4 of them were gifts from friends.

2 of them have less than 1 spray left, but were so beloved that I can't bring myself to throw away the bottle.

The ones that smell less strongly get used more quickly.





I don't put much on, because I feel bad for the people with allergies or sensitive noses. But I definitely put something on, every day.

1/17

Today was Martin Luther King day, so no classes.

I never have classes on Tuesdays, so that means it was a 5 day weekend, in total.

So what did I do with it...?

Uhh, I dunno.

I'm gonna try to make peach tea, though!

1/15

I suppose today could be called something of a full day.

It began with class in the morning, an hour break filled with trying to finish reading while studying for a quiz and memorizing a dialogue--and then the rest of my classes, followed immediately by meeting up with Li-Li to chat, then making 200 copies of various papers.

Straight from there came heading out to eat dinner with Devin, going to play at the park, then (somewhat reluctantly) dropping in by Joseph's house because of a sudden invitation.

Oh, whatever. Good night!

1/12

It's funny how certain people can drain my energy, just by saying things to me.

Like blood-sucking leeches.

I can be happy and energetic, until suddenly they pop up, and throw mouthfuls of words at me that make me grumpy and tired.


We've finally got some materials in for my "real" translation class, so from now on my homework load is about doubled I look forward to improving

1/10

One habit I picked up about a year ago, that will probably stick with me until I'm old, is my obsessive usage of my planner. In 2010 it was leather-bound and teal, and by the end of the year it had doubled in thickness from all the stickynotes and things I'd attached to the pages.

Here's 2011's version!

Some people have "diaries" and "journals" that they like to keep from the world, and I have some notebooks with sporadic notes and reflections and stories, but my planner is far more important.

You could even say that my whole life can be found in my planner. Let's look inside at last week!

It's relatively clean, because it's the first week of classes and most of my language partners were out of town,

but in a typical week, you can see nearly everything about me. Where I went that day, with whom, what I bought, how much it was, what I read, what I studied, how much I exercised, what needs to get done... and then there are important details like my passwords for websites, or the addresses of my friends who aren't nearby anymore.

Things that were completed get highlighted -- things left unhighlighted are still pending.

And there are things I heard or saw in the day that I thought were important, and you can even sort of tell my mood, depending on the style of writing.

I've built a little pocket to put stickers in, to jazz up things that need to be emphasized.

When you asked for me to write all my secretz, this was one of the first things that came to mind!