Happy National Pancake Day! Since we were unable to take advantage of the free shortstacks at IHOP we decided to take matters into our own hands and have a pancake extravaganza. We made about five different kinds of pancakes. We had pancakes coming out of our ears! I made Roti Canai because I was craving it sooooo bad and they turned out surprisingly well. The curry sauce wasn't that great though because I just bought some bottled Uncle Ben's crap.
That's not the actual one I made but that's just a visual for those of you who don't know what Roti Canai is.
Vivian and I had been lagging on returning the beer bottles from Michele's party back to the liquor store for money so we finally decided to get off our procrastinating asses and do it. There were actually a couple of beers left unopened and we thought it'd be best if we pounded them to get the complete 3.10 euros back for the case which led to our drunkeness at 1pm. So we carried two cases of empty beer bottles in the snow drunk. They might've been empty but that shit was still heavy.
I actually didn't think it was bad the first time when I had bought the case filled with beer. That was probably because it was Amos who carried it and not me.
After the liquor store we went to Real, the closest thing to America in Göttingen. It's like Super Wal*Mart or something. Searching for ingredients drunk in a large store = chaos. We also got easily distracted by their bedsheets and lingerie. Luckily, we made it out in one peace and everything was A-Okay.
I've been in a really good mood. I got an A in a class where I looked like this every day- O_o. In celebration of my unwarranted good grade, I went to H+M and bought a bunch of cute stuff. AND there was no late fee for this book I had turned in late to the library. Lots of other good things have happened but they're little and you probably wouldn't care to read them anyway. I've decided to stop bending myself out of shape over trivial matters and just dance in my underwear and be happy.
Lent has officially begun. It's going to be a long Lentin season but if Jesus can suffer for 40 days and 40 nights in the desert and make it out alive, I can deal sans the things I've decided to give up as well.