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| WHOA LOST!! SOOOO GOOD. I missed it, a lot. I love it, a lot. That's all I have to say. | | |
| Things I've learned in college . . .
I am NOT THAT SHORT!
Tripping down the staires (that's not spelled right is it?) will only happen when there are groups of boys on either side of you, who will laugh at you like you're stupid. The best responce is a witty yet spiteful remark such as, "You like that? You can clap if you want."
Inevitably the same person who saw you trip will see you doing the "dish dance" in the cafeteria. The "dish dance" being that confusing place when you don't know if you want a bowl or a plate so you wave your arms back in forth between them while sort of bouncing on the balls of your feet.
If you accidently walk through an emergency exit in your dorn, RUN AWAY! The alarms are loud.
There is no embarrassment like walking down the hall in an all girls dorm, in your bathrobe, and walking into someone who's not in fact a female.
There is always a good time for a nap.
No matter how much you eat in Convo (aka. where you get your meals), even if it is the number one food service in the country, you will still be hungry when you get back to your room.
It's good to make friends with people who won't judge you because you had four cups of puppy chow.
Fish die, its ok to have cerimonial flushings.
The Amish make the best cheese, and blue berry cobler.
Don't put book-ends above your desk, then take the books down, causing the book-end to crash on your new laptop, popping the number 4 key off.
Make friends with Techies so that they help you replace number 4 key, and help with broken I-pod, and Mac Word. Even though it's past closing time.
Don't forget papers for class and then have to sprint across campus to your dorm and back, and up three flights of stairs to get it. Its just bad, and painful, and not useful when trying to prove yourself as "cool"
Don't fall off the top bunk . . . it hurts. A lot
On a sadder note, WHY DOESN'T LOST COME BACK UNTIL OCTOBER | | |
| I want to be in a band.
And I wish I was the girl in Paramore, and I wish I had written the song Emergency.
On a funnier note, I saw this guy driving today who thought he was totally hot stuff, windows down, Premiscuous by Nelly Fortato (sp?) playing loudly. And then he pulls into a parking space and hits the bumper so hard on the sidewalk making this loud scraping noise for the world to hear. And then I wondered, why is it that when we think we are on top of the world, everything crashes around us? That guy didn't get out of his car until Emily and I drove away, probably because we spent five minutes laughing at him. Aww poor ego. | | |
| a sad day. Meghan moved away. In Charlotte will she stay. On two years from this day. Move back here she may. Or maybe she'll delay. And never again we'll play. She grew up all the way. And I'm alone, dismay.
On a brighter note, I suggest checking out the single from Snakes on a Plane. www.myspace.com/cobrastarship
Watch out for some foul language, which I do not condone. But I think its halarious that there is a song called snakes on a plane. | | |
| So I was at the Hudson library today, you see librarys are my greatest fear, but at the Hudson one I can calmly stay at the lower level, avoiding all of the books and confusion of the second level, thus avoiding stress and freakouts. Anyways, after looking for Sex and the City with no avail, I decided to catch up on my fashion literature, and try to figure out why Brittney Spears was pregnant and naked on the cover of Harper's Bazaar. Anyways, so I'm sitting there when this small child begins running in circles around the computer station, screaming at the top of his lungs, with his mother nowhere around. This is not an "I'm lost" scream. This is a "I'm going to annoy the crap of all the people already on edge because they hate librarys because I'm a spoiled obnoxious child." I mean seriously, whose idea was it to bring a siren into the "quiet zone", I got a look when my cell phone vibrated, so you can imagine how the other Hudsonites were reacting to this outbreak. Well there was a man near me who took things into his own hands and told this little boy and his seven evil cohorts to shut up. This was a little harsh, but then when the little boy let out a yell of defiance and lead his "troops" to the kiddy corner, I felt no remorse for him. I sort of wanted to hug the scary man reading USA today, but decided it was best not to, since I had found the article I was looking for and all.
(FYI I don't think the man actually said "Shut Up", so you can rest assured that he has a soul.) | | |
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