THINGS TO DO BEFORE I DIE

Disclaimer: There's enough cheesiness here to probably make two cheese pizzas with cheese-stuffed crust. And still have enough cheese left to make a bag of Cheetos (THEY DO USE REAL CHEESE GOSH OKAY). Feel free to cringe as much as necessary.

BUCKET LIST

• Audition for a movie/tv series
• Be a bridesmaid
• Be a extra in a movie
• Become an inspiration
• Be genuinely corny
• Be happy with my body
• Be kissed in the rain
• Be maid of honor
• Build a blanket fort with someone I love
• Buy a homeless person a meal
• Change someone's life
• Cliff jump
• Complete a scrapbook
• Cover my bedroom walls in lights, pictures, & lyrics
• Dance in the rain
• Dance under the stars
• Dip dye my hair
• Drive down Route 66
• Feel beautiful
• Finish an entire eraser
• Fly in a helicopter
• Get a baby porcupine/pig
• Get a love letter
• Get in a taxi and yell, "Follow that car!"
• Get my license
• Get sponsored by a fashion thingy
• Get to my goal weight
  

HOW MUCH U MAD ON A SCALE OF 1 TO 46 TEXTS

Confession #1: Sometimes, on the rare occasion when I get mega pissed off (over probably something super petty), I dispel my irritation in the form of texts . . . lots of texts. You can think of it as going Hulk-mode where my equivalence of smashing cars is spamming the inboxes of my friends. 

For instance, last night, a certain thing (which I won't mention online because that would be childish and actually really unfair to the other involved parties/persons) got me really worked up. Long story short, let's just say that I absolutely cannot stand people who try to take credit for things without wanting to put in any actual work — but I digress (especially since I don't want this to be a one-sided tale, harharhar).

Anywho, to back things up a bit, I had gotten home at about 4:40pm after working at the Township Supervisor's office. After dinner and getting halfway through a K-drama episode, I fell asleep on the couch until about 2:00am when my mom returned from work. I went upstairs to my bedroom, decided to go online just for a quick moment, and that's when I stumbled across the whole conversefrontation (I was trying to combine those two in a really clever way lolol). And of course, like any other normal teenage girl, I reacted by bombarding people's phones with my ravings and Adventure Time/K-idol gifs (because nothing defines my emotions better than an animated donut man :D).

I think one person ended up getting maybe 11 and the other person got 40-ish. I feel like it's always super awkward reading my long rants because they eventually just turn into me typing out my thoughts and then responding to my own thoughts. 

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Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the world of Chloe Pan. 

Confession #2: In AP Physics yesterday, there was this kid with bubble wrap in the side-pocket of his backpack. Like the bad-ass I am, I reached out and popped two (#NOREGRETS #YOLO #HARDCORE — but actually if you ever somehow see this I'mreallysorry and Ihopehopewecanstillbefriends). I even took a picture as proof. BAM. 

I COLLECT QUOTES THE WAY PEOPLE COLLECT STAMPS

Because I'm weird and I haven't posted in a few days and I've officially become a Tumblr whore and I wish I could write prettyprettypretty things but I can't so this is my way of compensating and I love reading things that make me feel hip (do people even use that word anymore?) and yeah but mostly because I'm weird. :D

Also, while rummaging through the dark abyss that is the far corner of my bedroom closet, I stumbled across the Transcendentalism project that I did for Honors American Lit. last year. 

TUMBLING JUDGEMENT

So during one of the busiest times of my junior year, I made the questionable decision to finally do something that I've been meaning to do for the past two years: I have made a Tumblr account. :D

On the upside:

I now have a Tumblr!

On the downside:

I now have a Tumblr.

HOW TO MAKE DONUT CROWNIES

Happy Mardi Gras! 

In honor of (almost) National Pączki Day, Megan and I embarked upon a wondrous adventure yesterday to bake the world's best king's cake. But first, we had to go to Kroger because my house is pretty much absent of all of the basic baking necessities except for instant cake/brownie mix (which totally does count as a baking necessity. But I guess we kinda needed stuff like butter too since butter does not ever exist in the Pan household. [So many potential puns right there.])

Anywho, we got to the store and walked at least a dozen loops around because we are ohsodecisive. Of course, no shopping trip would be complete without free samples. (FREE SAMPLES!) I was so excited to take another food porn picture that I accidentally dropped my chicken sushi upside down into the shopping cart. 

'Twas a dark and sad moment. 

Fortunately, it still turned out okay. LOOK AT THAT FOOD SHININESS IN ALL OF ITS DELICIOUS GLORY. ↓ 

We also kept getting distracted by the giant teddy bears in the Valentine's Day aisle, 

and the super adorbs cards. I ended up buying a set of purrfect kitty sticker valentines. :'D As you can see below, I like to look as dignified and attractive as possible whenever I put pictures of myself onto the interwebz. ↓ 

We were in Kroger for over an hour and eventually spent $3 on rainbow cake mix and frosting. (That was after putting back the cinnamon, nutmeg, vanilla extract, butter, and other stuff that we originally selected but later decided was unnecessary since rainbow cake mix is the way to go. Plus it's rainbow. RAINBOW.)

ONTO LE BAKING 

LE PLAN:

• 1 rainbow king cake w/rainbow sprinkles and coconut pecan frosting 
• 6 brownie cupcakes
• 1 pan (tehe) of brownies 

The first two were for the Mardi Gras party in French class and the last one was for myself (#noshame). We would've make another cake but we only had one donut-shaped pan . . . Get it? We only had one pan. Because I'm a Pan and I was the only Pan home (technically) and . . . :'D . . . okay I'll stop. BACK TO THE BAKING.