... are wonderful. not maybe so much for the actual potluck, despite the yummy foods and the sit-down conversations. the thing is, during the actual potluck, i'm on my best behavior, trying to rein in the weird as best as i can.
but, the pre-show and the after-party? oh, ho, that's what makes slaving away in the kitchen for a total of 5 hours completely worth it.
(1) making the turkey.
making the turkey was an all night endeavor between my two fellow underlords, PK Nicole and roommate christine. the turkey was named Urkel the Turkel and was, as we found out about an hour ago, a "success". We hung out in the kitchen until past midnight, watching silly and/or smexy videos, listening to wonderfully upbeat j-pop and nerdfighterlike, and even wrote a song about how ridiculously cute PK nicole is:
look at me
so-o cute
adorable
named nicole
H2O
just like so
CO2
not like youuuuuof course, a second stanza was written while we ate ice cream, but it ran more along the lines of endorsing ice cream, so we decided to withhold that verse until the next time we had Häagen-Dazs ice cream.
Your Primary Mood Color is Yellow
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You are a enthusiastic and cheerful soul. You have a real zest for life. You have as many troubles as anyone else, but you believe it's important to have a sunny outlook.
Life is what you make of it, and you strive to make your life as awesome as possible. You believe in happy endings. You are willing to put your a lot on the line in hopes that things will work out.
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(2) the hours between cooking
after finishing up the turkey last night, there was a 15 hour break before the next wave of cooking (this time,
PUMPKIN BALLS!!). But, right after we put urkel in the boys' fridge, we (okay, fine,
I) thought it would be funny to go down to paul's room to "disrupt this schedule"--'coz this guy lives by his clock. as in, "oh, it's 10:45, i have to go back to the dorm and be ready for bed by 11PM"-schedule-oriented. and then we learned about paul's executive chair that was perfectly molded for his body and then the other underlords and i started to make fun of his beat up door--siriusly, the thing looked like wolverine attacked it. and then christine expressed her jealously, stating that
she wanted to be the victim to wolverine's "hot claws".
after getting up this morning, at the abysmal hour of 11:30AM, instead of, you know, studying and stuff, I kept doing research to make sure i was ready to take on the
PUMPKIN BALLS. and then, finally, around 2PM, i settled down and studied.
sorta.
meaning, i looked over vocabulary and some grammar while teeny-bopping to the happiness of Otsuka Ai's newest compilation album (with some prettying frigging awesome remixes!),
LOVE is BEST.
(3) the second wave
In which Paul from first floor came upstairs, helped smash a bag and a half of graham crackers, and then ran off to his business school group to finish up some project. Thus, leaving PK nicole, Christine, down the hall chelsea, me to finish up the majority of the cooking. (1)
PUMPKIN BALLS, (2) gravy, (3) helping our AMAZING RA with mashed potatoes, (4) the stuffing, and (5) all in all, hogging the kitchen like nobody's business.
there was happy music. there was the most amazing K-pop song i've ever heard ("Wedding Dress" by BIG BANG's Taeyang--who, i must say, can dance like nobody's business!). there were silly conversations, random bursts of dance, and the all-in-all feel-good feeling that all cooking parties should have.
The
PUMPKIN BALLS took a lot more work than i expected, but with the combined help of the 4 of us, plus Stephen "Potluck Prince" Google, everything turned out okay, despite the small hitches and the slight bumps.
also, PK Nicole, Christine, and i came to the conclusion that, should each of our separate future careers fail, we'll start a small catering company, alongside with our pie/ice cream/printing shop combine. and we already have a design for our logo.
You Crave an Unpredictable Adventure
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Life has gotten a bit too boring for you lately, and you're really looking to stir things up. You couldn't imagine planning your great adventure. That would go against the whole point of it!
All you need is a plane, train, or bus ticket to anywhere. You'll make the rest up as you go along. You want to visit every corner of the world and have many different experiences. The sooner you start, the more you'll see.
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(4) food time!
of course, food time was a bitter time for those who just spent 4 hours in the kitchen, slaving away--not even a joke, really. the people at the front of the line were those who only contributed a bowl of cranberry sauce, along with the trio of girls who came down empty-handed. classic.
but, all in all, at the dinner table, we joked, we scolded the Potluck Prince, and we ate. lots of wonderful food.
it was... kinda awesome.
(5) the after party
aka, CLEAN UP TIME!!!
more music, but slower movement as everyone was pretty much stuffed. We usurped the potluck prince from washing the dishes multiple times, each from different members of the underlord crew. and it was then when the UNDERLORDS OF REVES were created. and we had arm gestures/poses for each individual.
and i might have me a little too... enthusiastic about the whole thing.
thank you, world, for always humoring my crazy antics
You Are the 1970s
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You are a free-wheeling, fun-loving person. You are out for a good time. You appreciate the libertine days of the 1970s, when the attitude was "anything goes"!
You may live fast and die young, but at least you'll have fun doing it. Times may be tough, but you hardly notice. You know how to make the best of things.
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