This is the first edition of a three-part collaboration with Jodie’s Touch of Style and Sheela Writes. We are putting together outfits inspired by Charlie’s Angels. Also, though unintentional, it is a collaboration amongst mothers and daughters ❤️
The first of the series is to dress like the dance-crazy goofball, Natalie Cook, who was played by Cameron Diaz. The rest will show the other two Angels, which shall be posted in the following days.
Check us Angels out!
Make sure to check back on Wednesday to see who we take inspiration from next!
It is officially Finals Week at the University of Dallas.
And it is absolute Hell.
First of all I’ve been sick since last Wednesday! I’m still not completely well, but I’m much better considering I’m no longer coughing so hard I almost throw up.
Yeah, not so great.
And of course it had to happen right before my final exams.
It was so bad I that I wasn’t able to have a decent night of sleep for days. I also managed to finish a whole bottle of Robitussin in less than a week. I had another one but by then I was feeling so much better. Plus two of friends started getting sick and finished it all in three days. #TRUEFRIENDSHIP #SICKFRIENDSSTICKTOGETHER
Today I had my Psychology exam and then my Italian exam.
On Saturday I have my two hardest subjects: Literary Traditions I (basically English I) and Philosophy (specifically about the ethical life). My Lit. Trad. exam basically covers The Iliad, The Odyssey, The Aeneid, as well as Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. It’s supposed to encompass tons of stuff, but the scariest portion of it are the quotes. They literally all sound the same to me even though I read them all! And then there’s Philosophy. It’s my worst subject. It covers two of the philosophers I’ve learned: Aristotle and Thomas Aquinas. The majority of the exam is an oral one. There are 45 questions to memorize on the off chance that my professor asks 5 to 10 of them. The rest of the exam is an essay that I literally wrote a day before it was due.
Sunday is my only day off.
Next Monday I have Euclidean/Non-euclidean Geometry. Yay.
But after that I get to go home for a whole month! I can’t wait to be home with my Momma Bear. And then there’s Christmas!!!
Side note: A huge thank you to Ettika for the gorgeous necklace (pictured below).
It’s absolutely stunning!
My first semester in college has flown by so quickly!
It honestly feels like it was yesterday I was moving into my dorm.
While there are some classes I’ll miss because of the pretty cool people I’ve met, I’m also excited for my second semester classes.
So good luck to every student out there who’s suffering too!
This past week has been Charity Week at the University of Dallas.
There have been ton of events and activities held throughout the week wherein the money has been raised for a children’s foundation in Houston, Texas. Whoot, whoot!
There was a dancethon, a 5K marathon, a male auction, and tons of mini booths that vary every other day.
On Monday night there was a Lip Sync Battle inspired by Jimmy Fallon’s famous skit.
There was a rock and roll band, an Elsa impersonator, a Single Ladies performance (by a guy), Lizzie McGuire’s What Dreams Are Made Of, and a node to Hannah Montana.
It was most definitely an interesting way of ending a Monday.
There is also this thing called “Jail.”
It’s literally a wooden jail made by UD people that was painted to look like there was a Kraken within.
Basically for every dollar donated, a person can be “jailed” for a certain amount of hours. It can be students and/or professors. Professors are also given the opportunity to go to the Faculty Jail, which is basically a few feet away with drinks and snacks.
The first person I helped put in jail was my Literary Traditions I professor. He didn’t even bring his stuff because he knew it was coming.
Classes can be cancelled by throwing professors in jail if every student in class donated a dollar. It’s literally a “We’re all in this together” moment. Students are also supposed to escort their professor to the jail.
When my class got there, there was a history class that was explaining why there professor was being put into jail: early morning class, homework, papers, etc. The professors were clearly amused as they booed the student talking.
I also helped put my Philosophy and the Ethical Life professor, whose a nun.
And no, I had no remorse for putting a nun in jail.
Only seven people from my class showed up to find a letter and no professor.
She apparently decided to hide from us but left us hints as to where she was. We found her eventually in the Art Village but dang, I sweat a lot that morning.
My Euclidean/Non-euclidean Geometry professor had a similar idea.
He showed up but handed out a worksheet we had to figure out. It was a set of statement with corresponding numbers that we had to figure out. Once we determined a number, we had to text our professor the number in exchange for his location.
Apparently we were too fast.
He wanted to grade our midterm exams but never got around to it.
Boom! *insert mic drop*
The last professor I put in jail was my Italian I professor.
I almost felt bad for him because he’s always in a suit and the jail is outside in the Texas heat. Almost.
Apparently there was also another Italian professor who in revenge for being jailed, she in turn jailed all her students. Damn.
Cistercian monks at my school also try to escape the jail every year by running away or breaking out. They’re very dedicated.
There was also someone who payed a two hundred dollars to jail two hundred random people who pass by the jail. Both genius and frightening.
Anyways, I hope next year’s Charity Week is just as fun as this years.
I literally look back on the past month or so and think “What the hell have I been learning?” Have no fear momma, I somewhat know what I need to do.
I have five classes total.
There’s Euclidean/Non-Euclidean Geometry, whose midterm I’m having on Wednesday (God bless my soul). It’s not hard but it’s easy to fail too. Comforting.
Then there’s Foundations of Psychology as a Human Science whose midterm is sometime this week.
And the Italian I on Friday, which compared to my other classes should be okay.
Then I’ve got Literary Traditions I which is sometime soon too, I think.
And finally, there’s Philosophy and the Ethical Life which is on either Wednesday or Friday. It’s an oral exam that is about 20 minutes long and concerning Plato’s Republic. You people better pray for me ’cause I’m going to need it.
So that’s my schedule for next week.
But on the bright side I get to go home that weekend. 🙂
There are two things I’m excited about: my momma and her cooking.
Not gonna lie, I need my momma’s food like my granny does with her lipsticks and hair dye (I love you, Granny!).
I hope everyone has a great week and good luck to everyone on their midterms.
This is the last edition of a three-part collaboration with Jodie’s Touch of Style and Sheela Writes. The idea was to showcase various ways of dressing with capris. Also, though unintentional, it is a collaboration amongst mothers and daughters ❤️
The last of the series is to wear capris in a “fancy” or formal style.
This was probably one of my favorite looks that I put together.
I hope you guys like it too. 🙂
Check out our looks:
Thanks to everyone who did awesomely in this collaboration.
This is the second edition of a three-part collaboration with Jodie’s Touch of Style and Sheela Writes. The idea was to showcase various ways of dressing with the capris. Also, though unintentional, it is a collaboration amongst mothers and daughters ❤️
The second of the series is to wear capris in a french chic style. The last will show a different surprise element, which shall be posted this Friday.
Check out our French Chic outfits:
Make sure to check in this Friday to see the last look!
This is the first edition of a three-part collaboration with Jodie’s Touch of Style and Sheela Writes. The idea was to showcase various ways of dressing with capris. Also, though unintentional, it is a collaboration amongst mothers and daughters ❤️
The first of the series is to capris in an athleisure way. The rest will show different surprise elements, which shall be posted in the following days.
But I thought maybe I’d give Summer a proper goodbye, considering I returned from Italy two days before moving into my dorm and was considerably too jet lagged to let the reality of it sink in.
My summer has been filled with reunions and goodbyes of the best kind.
From a twelve year reunion in Singapore, to having a blast with my maternal grandparents in Malaysia, to meeting up with old friends while making new ones in Italy, and finally saying goodbye to the squad I’ve been a part of throughout most of my high school years in Houston.
I think that’s the most I’ve traveled. Ever.
Especially in such a short amount of time.
Don’t get me wrong, it was fun, but hella exhausting.
This past summer has definitely been the best so far.
Despite all the tears that went into saying my goodbyes I wouldn’t change a thing, and I now go forth into my college career excited and semi-anxious.
I did not need to miss my parents during my first week of university as Labor Day Weekend was right after it.
A couple of hours after class I took packed all my things and headed to the airport in an Uber. It was kind of stressful considering the multiple entrances this campus has. I, however, treated myself to McDonald’s and some Auntie Anne pretzel bites at the airport for getting myself to the airport in one piece.
We spent the majority of the weekend on our super comfy couch, all snuggled up in a fuzzy blue blanket, catching up with the tv series Suits and So You Think You Can Dance (Go Lex!). With the occasional kolache and Whataburger.
I also wanted to give a shout out to my father who bought me this dress.
And great for twirling.
The plane ride back from Houston was awesome.
It was my first time ever in first class and even though it was barely an hour long, it was very enjoyable.
It’s not just that the seats are wider, or that there’s more leg room, or that there’s more arm space, or that there’s even a coat hanger. The stewardess came to us a few minutes after takeoff, paper and pen in hand, to order our drinks. I think it was the first time ever that I’ve been served Sprite in a glass on an airplane. And we even got snacks! Normally on these short flights they don’t serve you, but I guess first class gets them anyway. I had the most delicious, aside from my mother’s of course, thin chocolate chip cookies ever.
Basically I could get used to first class.
The cab ride back, however, was not as pleasant.
Despite telling the cab driver twice to go to the University of Dallas NOT the University of Texas in Dallas, he took me there anyway. Which OF COURSE was in the opposite direction from my own school. It normally takes about 14 minutes to get to UD from the airport and vice versa. However, it took about 20 minutes to get to UT from the airport and another 20 minutes to go to the correct university. Which I may have been okay with if it weren’t for the fact that I was congested, had a headache, and was starving.
Not a great combo.
I ended the night with watching a Kevin Hart film while eating mini burgers my mother packed for me beforehand. And watching Horton Hears A Who!