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i have a great personalitypshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.comBlogger671125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-14920980881831077992009-07-01T11:31:00.005-07:002009-07-01T11:42:56.857-07:00day<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">happy july. </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">a new month. another trip to minnesota. grin. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">i spent the morning transferring files from my old laptop to my new one so that i can bring the old one to my brother. he is very excited. i alloted 9 hours to get the job done. i don't know how i miscalculated so badly, but i thought that four years worth of documents, images, music, and downloads would somehow take more time. i mean, this is my life we're talking about! two hours later i find myself with time on my hands and wondering if i should have saved more.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">but i do like a great clean out from time to time. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">i'm one of those people that like to have the entire place clean before leaving on any trip, two days or two weeks. today i am doing laundry, bringing recycling to the drop-off, cleaning salinger's bowl and stopping by ups before we're off. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">it's obsessive i know. but it's so lovely to come back to a nice home. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, -webkit-fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">happy (and sparkly clean) holiday weekend! </span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-1492098088183107799?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-5210080351371393062009-06-30T11:16:00.002-07:002009-06-30T11:23:28.531-07:00wah<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">last day of the month. i am forced to blog from my phone because blogger has decided to hate me.<br /><br />tomorrow we are off to minneapolis for more family time. a whirlwind tour of duluth and rochester. we will see grandmothers, mothers, fathers, brothers, sister-in-laws, nephews, sisters, niece and more! we are bringing presents like we didn't just see everyone over the holidays. it will be like christmas in july!<br /><br />i wish we could celebrate holidays every month. i really get behind this gift-giving thing.<br /><br />it will be nice to get away from this 109 degree weather*.<br /><br />80 degrees is much more civilized.<br /><br />* note: yesterday the bf said, "this is the start of just ten weeks of summer." i want this in writing. and i want you all to bear witness. because the bf is a blatant liar.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-521008035137139306?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-78556575030514432752009-06-29T12:01:00.000-07:002009-06-29T11:57:44.232-07:00gross<span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">today i am thankful that we are not judged by our passport photos.<br /><br />amen.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-7855657503051443275?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-41147487562418986172009-06-28T23:45:00.000-07:002009-06-28T23:55:55.120-07:00tropical<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">such a lovely day.
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<br />the bf and i started out earlier than we do on most sundays.
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<br />we went to einstein brothers to grab a quick bagel breakfast, then we headed to <a href="http://www.shopbiltmore.com">biltmore</a> for some shopping.
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<br />brooks brothers. three dress shirts for the bf. one dress shirt for the bf's bro. one sports shirt in awesome red and blue for the bf's nephew. and one tie for the bf.
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<br />the bf doesn't shop often, but when he does, he goes all out.
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<br />the tie was my special friend (i have a thing for ties):
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<br />adorable, right? so summery and tropical-like. perfect for his friend's wedding in puerto rico, no?
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<br />i must find a dress to match.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-4114748756241898617?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-27152451433217175522009-06-26T15:15:00.003-07:002009-06-26T17:56:52.838-07:00clean<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">sigh. <br /><br />yesterday was such a sad day that i kept trying to think of something to write. rest in peace, michael jackson and farrah fawcett.<br /><br />instead, i stared at the blinking cursor. <br /><br />my girlfriends are going through tough times right now. <br /><br />it's rough out there. <br /><br />hearts are being broken. and i wish i could fix them all.<br /><br />i've been fielding a lot of phone calls and emails lately. i don't claim to have all the answers, but i do believe that if i listen long enough, the answers tend to appear. a moment of clarity. the good thing about being friends with such strong women is that they usually trust what they feel deep down.<br /><br />i stick to the idea that you are the only one who knows where your breaking point is. your own dealbreaker(s). where you draw the line. no one else can tell you when you have had enough. i think everyone's capacity and limitations are defined by themselves. your truth is yours alone.<br /><br />i know my friends will be fine. that we will get through this and other difficult times together. that the end, sometimes leads to bigger and better beginnings.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-2715245143321717552?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-67544751646464130742009-06-24T15:58:00.003-07:002009-06-24T21:32:50.607-07:00high<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">i have been listening to this song on repeat for the past two weeks.<br /><br /><blockquote>you, you bring out the best in me<br />and you, you bring out the best in me<br />and i can't tell you how you do what you do to me, oh but you<br />you treat me how you'd like to be treated<br />and you make sure you're the last to be seated<br />and i can't tell you where you get your passion<br />but you amaze me</blockquote><br />it is exactly how i feel about the bf. and i smile whenever i think of it. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">today i told a friend that being with the bf is like running to the top of a mountain and screaming at the top of my lungs.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">being just us is pure exhilaration. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">i am exactly where i want to be.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana, fantasy;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">just you and me.</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-6754475164646413074?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-30026418809561204822009-06-23T08:37:00.002-07:002009-06-23T08:43:18.882-07:00spahh<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">the bf's sister is staying with us for a few days. <br /><br />it has been quite a while since we've had the opportunity to catch up, and what with the bf at work all day, we've had time to reconnect. she is a joy of a girl::i have enjoyed her company. <br /><br />yesterday we went to my favorite <a href="http://www.hotelvalleyho.com">spa</a> for a cocoa-mint foot scrub. this relaxing treatment was quickly followed by a lunch of bLts and macaroni and cheese. <br /><br />we hit fashion square mall for some shopping. <br /><br />dinner was a salad and pasta ponza. a nice and relaxing dinner in. bro and sis went out for cold stone ice cream for dessert.<br /><br />the problem started when we let the bf pick the movie. stepbrothers. ugh. stupid funny but we shall never see those two hours again. <br /><br />i love hosting::i am officially extending an invite to all (four of) my readers! mwah.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-3002641880956120482?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-41652054306089458232009-06-23T00:13:00.002-07:002009-06-23T00:19:27.845-07:00awe<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">my time with the 'rents was absolutely amazing. <br /><br />sometimes i forget how utterly cool my parents can be, and i take them for granted. <br /><br />i had a lovely evening with s and e, toasting to the future and noshing on empanades. <br /><br />then i drove my parents and my aunt through through a messy rainstorm and an even messier freeway to rochester. <br /><br />so tired. and good to be home. <br /><br />wednesday we took a day for gardening and planting. hitting nurseries with the fam is fun and i couldn't get enough of my dad saying "mooch" instead of "mulch." hilarious and so cute!<br /><br />we also went to the mall and my parents let me pick out a purse (read: they had credit a discount) - i felt like cinderella and picked a totally impractical yet fabulous lavendar bag. delicious!<br /><br />thursday was a day for mankato and seeing j and a. dinner at pho saigon with noodle dishes and yummy egg rolls.<br /><br />early friday we made it back to msp for a quick flight back to arizona. <br /><br />i already miss them.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-4165205430608945823?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-61488969541930228212009-06-16T09:23:00.003-07:002009-06-16T09:32:08.527-07:00relish<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">off to msp for three days. <br /><br />tonight i get to have dinner with s, who is taking the big leap and moving to madison with her bf. <br /><br />sigh. so romantic. i cannot wait to see her.<br /><br />the rest of the time i will be hanging out with the fam, being carted (note: too cheap and lazy to rent a car) around to rochester and mankato. joy. <br /><br />i don't relish the idea. <br /><br />my aunt is visiting from massachusetts, and i feel somewhat obligated to see her while she's in town. even if i just want to be home in arizona. not that i have big plans. <br /><br />i'm a little tired of flying.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-6148896954193022821?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-52174098937231639972009-06-15T08:55:00.002-07:002009-06-15T09:31:25.673-07:00grey<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">mondays are difficult for me. <br /><br />i pop out of bed at 8a, ready to face the day. <br /><br />and suddenly, just like that, i start to fade. <br /><br />my mind glosses over on mondays. i wonder what it takes to make a meaningful life. <br /><br />i know working is not the same as meaning. <br /><br />but it has something to do with purpose. <br /><br />and that's what i'm missing.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-5217409893723163997?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-42336409889217136112009-06-13T22:31:00.003-07:002009-06-13T22:47:53.398-07:00jazz<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">we hosted happy hour last night. <br /><br />friends over for some tuscan mushrooms, sun-dried tomato kebabs and limoncello coolers.* <br /><br />then we hit the desert botanical gardens for some <a href="http://www.dbg.org/index.php/plan/calendar/jazzinthegarden">jazz</a>.<br /><br />it was lovely to be outside, listening to good music, talking and laughing with great friends. <br /><br />so gorgeous here at 9pm. <br /><br />planted saguaros on the papago mountains. lit up a mossy green against a navy blue night. music that made you want to tap your feet and sway a little. <br /><br />i couldn't stop grinning. <br /><br />*i act like giada de laurentiis is my bff - we often chat about recipes (<span style="font-style:italic;">in my mind</span>).<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-4233640988921713611?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-80506792034852063102009-06-11T19:02:00.002-07:002009-06-11T19:11:17.043-07:00prenup<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">i was having a conversation with s the other day. <br /><br />the usual: relationships, love, marriage. <br /><br />she asked me if the bf had ever brought up the topic of a prenup, and if i would sign it. <br /><br />the thought never even crossed my mind. i know it's common now, i just assumed i wouldn't have to deal with one. <br /><br />the bf and i joke about how when we get married <span style="font-style:italic;">all this will be yours</span>. in my case, it means he will get all my stuff and very little cash. <br /><br />when i got home, i asked him if he had ever thought about it, thinking the answer would be no.<br /><br />but i was wrong. <br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">do you ever really know the ones you love</span>?<br /><br />i know guys think practically and girls think emotionally. but it still kind of hurt. it's that whole "it's just a piece of paper" kind of thing, kind of like a marriage license. <br /><br />and it's double-sided.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-8050679203485206310?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-87733087670363484012009-06-10T10:28:00.003-07:002009-06-10T16:37:43.679-07:00fern<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">i found another dress:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hKhw9nC-KqI/Si_5AUF_FMI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Oxsnap2kmjs/s1600-h/all-the-ferns+dress.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 123px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hKhw9nC-KqI/Si_5AUF_FMI/AAAAAAAAAoY/Oxsnap2kmjs/s200/all-the-ferns+dress.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345765066501199042" /></a><br /><br />doesn't it have an i'm-going-to-a-wedding-in-puerto-rico feel to it?! <br /><br />september, baby!<br /><br />squeal.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-8773308767036348401?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-61370762996990336592009-06-09T15:42:00.002-07:002009-06-09T15:56:54.292-07:00southampton<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">what a fabulous weekend. <br /><br />first i flew out to msp for one night - had a lovely dinner with my girl n. there is nothing like good (correction: great) girl talk. that girl gets me and i get her because we are so very similar (only i've got a couple of years on her). <br /><br />then a quick catch-up and heart-to-heart with e before we hit the sack. <br /><br />flying out to long island was not fun. a stop and delay in philadelphia makes for a grumpy sophie. a car service that cost $200 and another 45 minutes made for a semi-ballistic sophie. <br /><br />but then i walked in j + j's hampton house and had a glass of rosé. <br /><br />and all was right in the world. again. <br /><br />a long weekend if rain and sun (and more sun!) followed. pesto pasta, burgers, bagels, chicken. hummus, strawberries. lobster. steak. mmm. we are totally spoiled in the hamptons and i love it. <br /><br />the price i have to pay? relentless hounding by a, a 5.5 year-old bright shining star of a girl. sophie sophie sophie! <br /><br />and so i play. <br /><br />such a small price. grin.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-6137076299699033659?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-88794618592449234952009-06-02T14:01:00.002-07:002009-06-02T14:19:48.319-07:00trap<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">sigh. someone get me out of here. <br /><br />i really try to find things that i like in phoenix. <br /><br />but it's hard.<br /><br />we have great friends. some nice wine bars. the bf and i have nested together. i know i should be thankful.<br /><br />i have some really, really bad days. <br /><br />like today. <br /><br />i feel like i'm trapped in some 100-degree oven with no doors (literally and figuratively).<br /><br />and there's no way out. <br /><br />sigh.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-8879461859244923495?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-68605206231744664752009-06-01T08:05:00.002-07:002009-06-01T09:54:44.037-07:00spin<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">wow. last month wasn't very productive for me. <br /><br />i am starting this month with new goals.<br /><br />the beginning of a month always has me thinking positively and more optimisticaly about the future. <br /><br />and not just in a ten-day weather forecast kind of way. <br /><br />i visit <a href="http://www.astrologyzone.com">astrologyzone</a> every month and find myself dazzled by the possibilities.<br /><br />promises of new moons and touring planets.<br /><br />i'm going to make good this month.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-6860520623174466475?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-18278131408685831452009-05-29T18:24:00.002-07:002009-05-29T18:34:01.348-07:00bang<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">wow.<br /><br />dc sure knows how to show a girl a good time.<br /><br />we had dinner at <a href="http://www.bangkokjoes.com/">bangkok joe's</a>, accompanied by mojitos and lychee martinis.<br /><br />a round of pad thais please, tofu, shrimp, and chicken.<br /><br />mmm.<br /><br />after dinner, we headed over to <a href="http://www.cobaltdc.com/">cobalt</a> and <a href="http://www.metroweekly.com/nightlife/clublife/?ak=3947">30 degrees lounge</a>.<br /><br />a girl's safe haven from stupid pickup lines and dirty looks and possible fist fights with other girls. so lovely.<br /><br />of course, h and i are never safe, and we were the designated hags to a group of fabulous-looking twenty-something males. once i brought out the camera, all the stops were pulled. posing and flashing and hugging and laughing (read camera flashes, of course).<br /><br />it was eighties night.<br /><br />i repeat, <span style="font-style:italic;">eighties</span> night.<br /><br />what a treat - we danced until the wee hours and headed back to our hotel. i passed out like a drunken sailor for about five hours, when h decided we should take a quick tour of the city before her train left for philadelphia.<br /><br />needless to say, i was in pain in the morning. ouch. i am not twenty anymore.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 10px;">but i can still shake it like i am!</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-1827813140868583145?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-15954429728548221962009-05-25T16:39:00.003-07:002009-05-25T16:42:35.410-07:00tootsie<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">memorial day. <br /><br />driving range this am. <br /><br />fashion square mall for some shopping. <br /><br />happy hour at <a href="http://www.rasushi.com">ra</a>. crunchy spicy tuna roll. tootsie maki roll. yellowtail roll. <br /><br />mmm. <br /><br />tonight we are heading over to k and d's house for some light eats and guilty treat (the bachelorette). <br /><br />off to dc tomorrow - have a great one!<br /><br />xoxo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-1595442972854822196?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-60098627171366544822009-05-22T09:39:00.003-07:002009-05-22T09:44:58.569-07:00gmat<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"></span>i made the bf join me for a GMAT prep class last night. <br /><br />it was terrifying. i had to take deep breaths.<br /><br />i know i will do fine on the verbal and written assessments. <br /><br />but as far as the quantitative section...<br /><br />well, i am probably screwed. for 75 minutes.<br /><br />the scary thing is that that GMAT is an adapative test, so if you get questions wrong, you will start to get easier questions based on your already weakened score. eep! <br /><br />that, and the $250 price tag just to take the test. <br /><br />aargh. i better gets to studying. <br /><br />area of a triangle, anyone? anyone? you mean that's not regularly used in everyday life?!<br /><br />then why would it be on the test?! why?!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-6009862717136654482?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-79156472726725594762009-05-21T10:56:00.004-07:002009-05-21T11:04:52.494-07:00fly<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">i am going to meet two of the greatest people on this earth next week.<br /><br />for just one night.<br /><br />my london roommate, h, is visiting the states from nigeria.<br /><br />she has plans in philadelphia and orlando, but she is making a pit stop in washington dc to meet me and our friend j.<br /><br />for just one night.<br /><br />i am flying for 4+ hours and staying less than one full day to see them.<br /><br />j is from belize and the most loveable gay man i have ever met. h is beautiful, nigerian, and so so strong.<br /><br />for just one night.<br /><br />but i get to stay <a href="http://www.marriott.com/hotels/travel/wasjw-jw-marriott-hotel-washington-dc">here</a>.<br /><br />and have dinner <a href="http://www.bangkokjoes.com/">here</a>.<br /><br />with two fabulously brilliant friends.<br /><br />so it will all be worth it.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-7915647272672559476?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-16774842025165741072009-05-18T14:46:00.004-07:002009-05-18T15:31:38.363-07:00sanjose<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">back from san jose. <br /><br />such a lovely weekend with the family. shark fin soup at dinner. dim sum for lunch. bbq with family friends for dinner. <br /><br />and then a quick flight back early sunday. <br /><br />so glad the bf could be there. he is so charming. and my family adores him.<br /><br />i have been thinking about him a lot today. <br /><br />i smile a lot when i do that. my heart feels good.<br /><br />sometimes you get lucky and you meet the one while working at banana republic at the mall of america.<br /><br />of all the places.<br /><br />straight out of the scenes of every romantic comedy ever made. ha! <br /><br />meet-cute my butt.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-1677484202516574107?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-92165051820146693022009-05-15T10:07:00.003-07:002009-05-15T10:12:21.336-07:00roast<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">last night the bf and i went out on a date. <br /><br />when he interviewed here in december of 07, he brought me down here to experience a bit o phoenix with him. <br /><br />we had dinner at <a href="http://www.phoenixcitygrille.com">phoenix city grill</a>.<br /><br />fell in love with the pot roast over mashed potatoes, sprinkled with dried, sweet onions. mmm. <br /><br />we tried it again last night. <br /><br />the bf = pot roast, me = baby back ribs. beer for both.<br /><br />it was a wonderful meal. <br /><br />but it wasn't exactly the same. <br /><br />yet moments like last night remind me of exactly why the bf is my best friend.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-9216505182014669302?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-48188023252603199382009-05-13T09:35:00.004-07:002009-05-13T10:02:42.570-07:00go<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKhw9nC-KqI/Sgr6mY1pZfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/q2pulubck0A/s1600-h/sterling.jpg.jpeg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hKhw9nC-KqI/Sgr6mY1pZfI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/q2pulubck0A/s200/sterling.jpg.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335352245983208946" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">i cannot wait to get out of here this weekend.<br /><br />not that the 100-degree temps are just killing me.<br /><br />i get to see the fam!<br /><br />we are all making the trek to visit my aunt donna in cali.<br /><br />i think it will be a very nice weekend for all of us.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">escape<span style="font-weight:bold;"></span></span>. from. it. all.<br /><br />the start-over that is my life at the moment.<br /><br />take me away.<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-4818802325260319938?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-59753293363294295832009-05-11T10:25:00.003-07:002009-05-11T11:23:16.117-07:00fore<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">this private thing sucks. <br /><br />for one thing, my readership has dropped WAY down (from like 6 people a day to 1), and for another, it's really annoying. <br /><br />sigh. <br /><br />this past saturday i started golf lessons (when in arizona...). it was really fun (even in 100 degree heat).<br /><br />i don't know how many times i say that i just do not enjoy the heat down here. <br /><br />anyway. <br /><br />the lesson went extremely well. considering how uncoordinated i am. <br /><br />he already has me pegged as the dramatic one. <br /><br />imagine that.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-5975329336329429583?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29362801.post-91938142309294921782009-04-30T12:44:00.001-07:002009-04-30T12:44:48.110-07:00hope<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">i am wishing<br /><br />for anything<br /><br />anything good<br /><br />to happen today.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29362801-9193814230929492178?l=sophielin.blogspot.com'/></div>pshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04617702242780660717noreply@blogger.com0