peep peep

Since Muslims do not eat piggies or pig products, I've never tasted peeps. There are halal marshmallows out there, but I haven't come across halal peeps. I went to an Islamic school when I was younger and this girl would show up with peeps around Easter every year. She was Muslim, too, but I think her parents didn't want her and her sister to feel left out or something because they celebrated all religious holidays.

So she would come in with her yellow, fluffy, cutie pie peeps and the rest of us would watch as she stuffed them in her mouth. Of course, she offered, but none of us ate it. I'm surprised, now that I think of it. I mean, we were kids after all. I could've taken a bite and no one would know. But I was a goody goody and just gloomily watched. So her and the non-Muslim girl would bond over peeps while the rest of us would only dream of what they tasted like. But then we'd forget by recess. Until the next day.

I'm still curious. Do they taste like regular marshmallows? Someone enlighten me. I'm dying here.

I think these are cute. And check out some more at the peeps show II over here. :)

Speaking of marshmallows, I advise everyone against playing Chubby Bunny. Especially while intoxicated. You CAN die. And wikipedia only states two deaths due to the game, but trust me, more people have actually died. I think some marshmallow companies tell you to eat one at a time, too. 

I was going to blog about other, more serious things going on in the world. But after seeing what happened in Japan and viewing photos and watching videos of the quake, I decided I couldn't do it. 

Is it just me or does med school/grad school {even though I'm out} make people super depressed in general. And to hear about depressing things everywhere you turn has a super additive effect and I get into super depression. Then all I want to do is drink tea and sit in the corner and not talk to anyone forever.

But to me, ignorance would be worse. The only good thing about being depressed about world issues is that at least I still care. At least I'm not desensitized to everything other than myself. Even though I feel like it since I haven't been out of the house in days, in front of the computer studying. Like CC said in her post below in number 8, I think people might hate me. Or maybe they think I hate them. {So, to my friends, I heart you all. I'm just busy with studying.  And other junk you know about anyways.}

Peace {somewhere out there}