Honestly, if you feel the need to fall back on rules and guidelines in hopes of making something work, it’s not going to.
Like if you find yourself thinking something like “wait. can’t say that. she’ll think I’m weird and fucked up.”
ditch that girl and find someone who responds with something twice as weird and three times as fucked up.
Words of Wisdom
We were very fortunate on our day of celebration because now it’s cold, and rainy, and wet, and windy and all I wanna do is curl up in my bed with a good book, a cup of hot chocolate/cider/coffee, and be able to go to bed at a reasonable hour. So here’s to being warm and cozy on chilly nights. Ready? set? Write!
27 OCT 2012
12:30 PM - The greatest gift you can give a college student is sleep. Sweet, wonderful, uninterrupted sleep. Oh it doesn’t matter if drunk people come a-knockin’ on our door at one in the morning, it doesn’t matter if you choose to sing till the wee hours o’ the morning, it doesn’t even matter if you accidentally knock on my door when you thought I was awake. Just don’t expect me to actually answer it. Because I won’t. Especially if there are explicit instructions on my door saying that I will not answer it.
12:45 PM - I just wanna lie in bed and be lazy. I don’t wanna get up up. It’s so warm and wonderful underneath the sheets. I could live like this, forever in the land of dreams where I get A’s on everything and eat chocolate and pizza all the time but never get fat. And where Pokemon and magic wands exists. That’d be nice.
1:30 PM - Lunch with Manfriend. Goodfellas. I love pizza so much. Manfriend knows me well. It’s sprinkling outside. If it’s raining cats and dogs, what is it when it’s sprinkling? It’s raining kittens and puppies? I wouldn’t mind saying that. Manfriend holds my girly umbrella over the both of us. He works it.
2: 30 PM - Facebook, Facebook, Facebook. I would study, I really would , but I’ve got too much HallOUween on my mind. I’m planning to tease Roomie’s hair into an 80’s ‘do. It’s gonna be so great.
3:00 PM - I don’t really know when I should start getting ready for the block party. I kinda want to get ready now. It’s too early though. I also don’t want to shower. It’s so cold. I laze around in Emma and Asian Friend’s room. I’m so glad they’re my neighbors. Anyone else wouldn’t have been so open to being friends with me. I’m a weird person. I mean different. Sorry Andre.
4:00 PM - Asian Friend and Emma are doing laundry. I’ve offered to wash their carpet. I’ve spilled coke and barbecue sauce on it. There’s also a questionable Spongebob yellow stain on the left side. Hmm.
5:00 PM - Roomie and Asian Friend have a learning community thing. Emma and T go to dinner. I have no meal swipes left so…*I have no effing idea what I did during this hour. Feel free to insert whatever YOU think happened. Keep it appropriate.*
6:00 PM - Shower time!! Rub-a-dub-dub and-a scrub-a-dub-dub. There is something strangely satisfying about opening a new bottle of shampoo. Makes me feel like I have a renewed license to wash my hair.
6:30 PM - Roomie had set out all her sparkly makeup so we could use it for our costumes. This is so exciting. I’ve never been so sparkly in my entire life. My ugly Christmas sweater is particularly smashing*. I finish putting my face on and go to help Asian Friend, Emma, and Roomie with the border for our family photo. They cut up some sketchy looking carboard they found at Boyd and made it in the pieces of the border. I start drawing ornaments and snowflakes on the sides. My snowflakes suck. Happy Holidays! Love the Ksantuahl’s**.
7:30 PM - I help Asian Friend with her makeup. She looks SO Asian! I apply some extra sparkles. Perfectly ridiculous***.
8:00 PM - Photo time! This feels like a crazy kind of prom. People are oohing and ahhing, and posing, and feeling silly. Andre and Professor X are an adorable couple of a kitty and Yo Gabba Gabba. Andre’s roommate, Lady Perv, is dressed as a unicorn. She’s horny. haha. hehehehe. Girl Andy is dressed as an error. Her costume couldn’t be found. Get it? it’s okay, it took me a while too.
8:45 PM - Halfway up Court there were a couple of religious protesters. You wanna see blood? Repent NOW!! How about NO.
9:00 PM - Party Party Party up in Court Street, and it’s never gonna stop! We pose randomly as the awkward family photo and people photo bomb us. We find a sailor couple, Rockem Sockem Robots, the V for Vendetta guy (he was my favourite), our always classy LIA producer dressed as dick in a box, and SANTA. My night was made at that moment.
9:45 PM - Let’s go find a party!! That seems like a great idea. Walking down Mill and we see cowboys, secret service men, cops on horses, Big Bird, and so many Waldos. Nobody wants to find you Waldo, get the hell out of here. Gosh. We find a party. Andre, Roomie, Girl Andy, and I walk in. What happened to the guys? Where’d they go? I start panicking slightly. Let’s get out of here, there’s a strange abundance of guys at this party and all of them are intoxicated. So not such a great idea. Walking back we find the guys again. And Cheese Head! She’s dressed as a loofah! How adorable. Someone very drunk might mistake her for a tampon though. We pose and take a couple of pictures. People photo bomb us and the pictures turn out better than expected.
10:00 PM - We walk past Dominoes and it smells amazing. Is it possible to have an addiction to pizza? Is there a group for this? Pizza Addicts Anonymous. Hi, my name is Paola and I am addicted to pizza. Getting back on Court and the party is bumpin’! We establish the buddy system and weave our way to the middle of the crowd. Bodies are pressing on all sides of us. Professor X tries out his very sexy dance moves. Asian Friend takes pictures. A guy passes by and manages to touch my entire torso. I’m Puerto Rican I can handle this! Kick him in the balls! “Oh sorry, miss, I didn’t mean to touch you!” Too scared and I run into the safe embrace of the other side of my group. Sorry, my ass. Oh, drunk people.
10:15 PM- We should probably start getting out of here. The crowd’s getting tighter and tighter. But the beat is sticking and we keep on dancing. The exhaustion is getting to me though. I never ate dinner. At this point I’m not even moving. The general crowd dancing around me is what’s moving me. Asian Friend doesn’t believe me when I tell her this.
10:30 PM - We start walking out and pass all the food trucks. Om nom food. FOOD. Ugh, I’m so hungry. I think I’ll stuff my face when I get home with whatever I have in the fridge. We pass a vomiting girl. It was her 22nd birthday. Still hungry.
10:45 PM - Almost home! It’s annoying that we can only enter through the lobby. There’s an entrance way right next to my door. If only, if only.
11:00 PM - Movie night again. A lumberjack joined us for movie night, a very nice lumberjack. Some of us liked him a bit more than everyone else did. We put in The Hangover. I leave because I can feel my brain cells melting.
11:15 PM - Iwastesomuchtime.com. Maybe I should blog about tonight now! Ooh a kitten video!
12:00 AM- I walk back into Emma and Asian Friend’s room. They’re still watching the movie. I sit down and pretend to watch it.
12:10 AM- I fell asleep. Goodnight everyone, I’m going to bed.
12:30 AM - I can’t sleep. I walk into Lady Perv’s room. There’s awkwardness going on in Andre’s side of the room. Wink wink, nudge nudge. Lady Perv is watching Independence Day. Great movie.
1:30 AM - Movie’s over. Time to go find something else to do. I hate it that my phone is dead. I can’t speak to anyone. My social life had gone down significantly since then. Revelation: Maybe I should just turn my phone off during the week. I would probably get a lot more done! Facebook. Back in the lobby, eat some chips, hang around in the study lounge. T is making a white girl look black on one of the Macs. it’s hilarious.
2:00 AM - The gang’s back from their second round of being on Court. They said they found Lego men and posed with them. Pics or didn’t happen. They had pics. We start watching Anchorman. Great once-in-a-while flick. It’s late enough and I’m tired enough that it makes me start contemplating my career as a journalist. What am I really doing? What is my purpose? Will I live in a box? I think if it was a pizza box I’d be okay with it.
3:00 AM - Roomie’s going to bed. Thank the Lord, Roomie, I’m comin’ with ya! Once we state that we’re going to bed, everyone else follows, except Lumberjack. How different.
3:10 AM - Roomie talks about going home the next weekend. She’s very excited. She tells me that when she goes home she’ll hug her oven. My roommate is a very special person.
3:30 AM - Sleep.
*The four of us (Roomie, Emma, Asian Friend, me) dressed up as an awkard family Christmas photo. It was tres original.
**Combination of our last names.
***She actually looked really nice.
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President Barack Obama came to our little town of Athens, Ohio. Never have I seen so many Obama-minded people in one place, it was cray. It feels good to know that I can tell this story in the future now, that I can say I saw Obama with my OWN EYES when I was only 18. I know I’m a dork, but hey, that was established a long time ago. Everyone ready? I know I am, so lets get on with this thing.
17 OCT 2012
8:00 AM - This happens every morning. I say I’m gonna wake up to be productive and do studious things, but never does that actually happen. My life. I need to get it together. Roomie yells at me because I’ve hit the snooze button multiple times and it’s still ringing. I hate Wednesdays. They’re the worst. But wait…Obama’s coming today!! My ticket to the speech is on my corkboard. I roll out of bed and shove my school things in my backpack. Do I need my laptop for this class? Yeah I do, Philosophy discussion is boring as hell.
8:35 AM - The name Adam Hogan reminds me of hoagies. If you wanted us to staple our papers, you should have told us through email Mr. Hoagie, when it’s 8:35 AM I only listen to such things as you got an A on your last homework. Congratulations.
9:40 AM - We watched a movie about a girl who improvised an entire audition so well that the director only noticed until after she had left. Mind. Blown.
10:40 AM - Someone painted a tree on the side walk next to the graffiti wall. I once drew a chalk tree under a bridge. That counts as graffiti, right? I called it my freedom tree. It was alright.
11:40 AM - Oh my God, I’m gonna fail my next speech, what the hell do I know about sustainability, I’m a horrible writer I can’t represent Puerto Rico at all and I’m just so tired I can’t function. I want pizza ALL the time. It’s a problem.
12:00 PM - Grab and Go makes everything better. Asian Friend, Emma, Black Friend and I laze around waiting until we have to go to Philosophy. Dreading it all the time. Black Friend falls asleep on the rug, this wouldn’t be the first time that’s happened though. Black Friend isn’t going to go see Obama. Lame-o. I’m gonna skip Grammar to go see Obama. I’m not really that upset about missing Grammar.
12:55 PM- Asian Friend and Emma are skipping Philosophy. For “Obama.” Obama starts are 3 PM, you get in line at 2. There is no need to skip Philosophy. I sit next to Chicago and we listen to the music of our childhood and take pictures with her Mac. Black Friend sits behind us being studious. We make fun of him. It’s a review day. Pay attention? Pfft, NO.
1: 40 PM - Leaving Philosophy! Time to go OBAMA!! Black Friend tries to make me stay for Grammar class. Not gonna work because OBAMA.
2:00 PM - Waiting in line for Obama with Asian friend. The day got significantly less epic. It’s hot. It’s hot in Topeka. My toe is hot. PICK IT. I am a hot toe picker. I miss Bloo. Asian Friend introduces me to the Name Game. Daniel Radcliffe. Rupert Grint. Gordon Ramsey. Rufus Wainwright. Walt Disney. Drew Barrymore. B name, b name, b name… dammit I don’t know any b names!
3:00 PM - BARACK OBAMA. Orville Redenbacher. Rachel Ray. Ron Weasley. Willy Wonka. William Shakespeare. I’m starting to hate the Name Game. There are two girls smoking next to us. They’ve smoked at least 6 cigarettes since we’ve been waiting. Asian Friend and I both get a headache. It’s so hot, so smoky, so much waiting.
4:00 PM - OBAMA TIME. Ermergherd the line is finally moving!! I contemplate how this would all look if we were in Puerto Rico. So much traffic, people, and unnecessary chaos.
4:30 PM - We walk onto College Green and people are already packed in. Asian Friend and I try to weave through the crowd to get to the front. It does not work. I get claustrophobic so Asian Friend leads me out of the crowd. We reach the band and see the other Puerto Rican in the hall. He’s taking pictures for The Post. We sit next to the band and attempt to make conversation while the band blasts music into our ears. Bad choice of seating.
5:30 PM - Puertoriqueno lets me play around with his camera. He tells me half the camera costs upwards of 2,000 dollars. My stomach drops. I’ll probably break it at some point or other. Several people that are not Obama take up the podium and say stuff that I don’t listen to because they’re not Obama. Puertoriqueno rages about how none of the people on stage are Obama. He tells us about some of his adventures. His life sounds like a movie.
6:00 PM - Puertoriqueno takes pictures of the snipers. The snipers stare at him. Woops.
6:15 PM - OBAMA WOOOOO!! I take a few pictures with the expensive camera. Obama’s face is so…Presidential.
6:30 PM - That was a rather short speech. A very good one though.
7:00 PM - Dinner time, thank God. I was surprised Obama couldn’t here my stomach growling. Emma has a banana. We make fun of how she eats bananas. That how she gets all the boys to her yard.*
8:00 PM - I used to hate the word swagger. With a passion. I passionately strongly disliked the word swagger. Now I turn on it erry day. My how I have changed.
9:00 PM - Hanging out with the Manfriend. We compare hand sizes. His fingers can bend over mine. How curious.
10:00 PM - Asian Friend tells me I should blog about today. I should! It would be fresh, I could probably slip in a few details about Barack’s speech. We’re on a first name basis, Barack and I. He emails me all the time. I’m not gonna blog today.
11:00 PM - Manfriend calls me out on how I’m never gonna keep up my blog. Yes I am, Manfriend. It’s my personal goal, If I don’t do this I can never do anything!! He thinks I exaggerate. This is true.
12:00 AM - I’m not gonna have to wake up early tomorrow so why go to sleep at all. Stay up all of the times!
12:30 AM - Roomie tells me she wants to go to bed. Might as well go to bed then.
12:45 AM - I tell Roomie that she’s like a sister to me. I correct myself and proceed to tell her that she’s more like a lover. She takes this surprisingly well.
1:00 AM - Sleep.
*Emma eats bananas weirdly and we all make sure to make fun of her as much as possible. I hope she doesn’t kill me for this.
So there was a day when we went to the Ridges, but everything that day but the Ridges was bland so I’m not gonna write about it sorry. All I can say is that I scared as shit when we reached the old TB ward, and I almost broke Asian Friend’s hand because I was holding it. Anyways, here’s what happened to me on parent’s weekend. It wasn’t very eventful, but whatever, you know, because I have a total of eight followers. Let’s see if everything’s ready for this parental journey…laptop…Trevor Hall…internet distractions. Okay, let’s go!
22 SEP 2012
10:30 AM - It’s cold everywhere. It’s cold in the bathroom. It’s cold in my room. It’s cold in the hallways. When are they gonna turn the heaters on? Taking a shower is gonna be a pain…so much getting nicked. Ugh. I don’t think I’ll take one. Roomie is such a morning person. Roomie also night person. Goddammit. Roomie goes to take a shower. Brave girl.
11:30 AM - Roomie’s parents and grandparents and brother are here. Holy shit so much family*. I am not ready for this. I’m not even dressed! I guess I’ll go take a shower then.
12:30 PM - My legs hurt. The shower was not worth it. Roomie’s family decides to go to the farmer’s market. I go with them. ERMERGHERD fruits and vegetables!! Real food, not just pasta!! I want to buy all the things but realize that I only have 30 dollars in my wallet. I’m a poor college student. Roomie buys a bag of apples. I stare longingly at them. She tells me I can have some. Best roommate ever.
1:00 PM - My mother calls me to tell me she’s lost. She tells me she’s by the big the round thingy and a giant plastic cat…Translate momspeak: The Convocation Center and the inflated OU Bobcat. Oh, mother.
1:10 PM - My cell rings. It’s my mother, she tells me she’s in front of my door. I’m in Asian Friend’r room. I can hear her voice in the hallway. I run out and hug her and we both make incomprehensible sounds of happiness. I wasn’t expecting to be this happy about my mom being here, but I am, and it feels good. A million things run through my head. Mom, I got an A on my French exam. Mom, I have awesome friends! Mom, I know my way around the entire campus! Mom, I’m having trouble in Grammar. Mom, I’m still in touch with Best Friend! Mom, I have a manfriend. His name is Manfriend! Mom, I haven’t eaten vegetables in a month, feed meee. Mom, I can’t stop coughing, fix me. “Wow, you finally got here!” is what actually came out of my mouth.
1:30 PM - My mom brought my dog, he’s the cutest thing in the world and everyone passing stops to pet him. Hells yeah, I got the best dog evah.
2:00 PM - CUPCAKES. Not just any cupcakes, s’mores cupcakes. Made by my loverly mother. Everyone home chows down on them, spilling crumbs everywhere but it’s okay because cupcakes.
3:00 PM - Parents and I make a trip down to Walmart. I walk in and stare in wonder at the reasonable prices. Things that cost six dollars at CVS are a well-priced three dollars at Walmart! How different! How fantastic! My mother buys me a supply of bathroom necessities and some new nail polish. The colour is Taupe Drawer. How pun-y.
4:00 PM - Stepdad calls Mother because we’re still wandering wandering around Walmart. She tells him we’ll be back in the car soon. What is she saying, we’re in Walmart, the word “soon” means nothing.
4:45 PM - Walmart is a safe haven for college kids such as myself. I’ve never loved Walmart so much. I can remember a time when I hated Walmart. What was I thinking?
5:00 PM - Eating time! Mother told Stepdad all about Nelson. We go to Nelson with Emma and her family. Emma’s dad is especially funny, and Emma’s mom is a good listener. They’re so nice. We ran into Roomie and her family and my mother, Roomie’s mom, and Roomie’s grandma proceeded to talk about cupcakes. In the bathroom. Why? just…just why?
6:00 PM - I ate too much at Nelson. again. It’s a vicious cycle of exercise to actually get up there, then NOM NOM NOM. It’s a problem.
7:00 PM - Showing the ‘rents around campus. Why do they need to see where my every class is? Because they’re the ‘rents. It’s in their nature. They’re wild animals, the ‘rents. Roaming college campuses and creeping on their offspring. Feeding them sweets such as cupcakes and lemon bars so their offspring look forward to their coming. They mainly live in the ‘burbs, but sometimes they come from remote places such as the Land of Cleve.
8:00 PM - My mother brought me clothes. They’re all striped and I’m so excited. I’m planning a striped sweater week with Asian Friend. It’s gonna be EPIC. I introduced my dog to the rest of the hall. Andre threatened to steal him. No, Andre. No.
9:00 PM - I’ve always been bad at goodbyes. Prolonging a goodbye is one of my talents. Saying goodbye to my dog was actually the hardest thing. He’s just so fluffy!! Watchin’ Princess Bride with Manfriend and Manfriend’s friends. Emma, Roomie, and Black Friend came along. Black Friend helped us pick out what to wear. Then we helped him pick out what to wear. He got a new jacket. Swanky. Ate too much pizza while watching Princess Bride. Pizza is so delicious.
10:30 PM - Roomie, Emma, and Black Friend left. They went to a “cool” party. So we start watching Scooby Doo. Dooby dooby doo. Manfriend bought a giant sized Rice Krispie treat. We got it to look like ‘merica at one point.
11:00 PM - Manfriend walks me back to James. I love late night walks. The hall chats have already begun when we get in. Again, why so late?
11:30 PM - Sleep.
*Roomie’s family is super nice as well, especially her brother. Now he’s a character.
People are actually reading this? How bizarre and different! Yes, Andre, that was for you. So that means I actually have to commit to this and do it whenever possible. Today seems pretty possible. Let’s all take a collective breath…Okay, ya’ll ready? Here we go.
Thursday 20 SEP 12
10:00 AM – I’m starting to hate the soft guitar strings that emit from my phone and alert me of a new day. Snooze button. Wake up two minutes later because in my sleep deprived mind I missed an entire day just because I hit the snooze button. Roll off the bed and start my morning routine.
10:30 AM – Gonna be late, gonna be late, put face on, backpack, do I have everything, shit no, forgot my phone. Whatever, who’s gonna call me at this time anyways? We talk about our time logs in class, we talk about thinking. Carving out actual time to think in our busy schedules. Chicago Girl says that’s a waste of time, why only think when you can multitask? I agree.
11:30 AM – Two missed calls from grandmother. Figures. Lunchtime with Emma, Black Friend, and Andre.
12:00 PM – Doing art homework on Emma’s laptop because mine hates my e-book. I hate e-books too, it’s okay laptop. I know that feel bro. Note to self: my laptop is an inanimate object. Coughing too much. Thinking about not going to class. Yep not going to class. Text Guy Friend, can you please sign me in, my initials are PMSDC. Holy shit, that’s a lot of letters! He says. I was already aware of this, but thank you for reminding me, I forgot.
1:00 PM – Finishing art homework. I could teach myself this class. Yeah, I’ll do that. Doodle during the lectures so I can refine my doodles. Doodles is a fun word. Emma leaves for class and I have to relinquish her super cool spy laptop. Black Friend teaches me how to play Palace. Manfriend comes over and plays too. Asian Friend comes over and plays. I’m starting to get really good at this. I should bet money. Nah, I’m not gonna bet money, I’m a poor college student. I beat Black Friend. Twice.
2:00 PM – Everyone’s doing laundry. Should I do my laundry? So much peer pressure. I love doing laundry. No, I’m good on underwear, I’ll do it next week. My chest hurts from coughing. I think the doctor gave me some bogus pills. Asian Friend suggests that I make illustrative doodles for the blog. That seems like so much work. She says it needs some pizzazz.
3:00 PM – Roomie comes home. She is just too awesome for words, I am so lucky*. She’s excited about training on green screen to be a weather girl for WOUB. We suggest she wear all green clothing.
3:30 PM – Asian Friend starts bouncing her smiley face ball on my wall. It hits her in the face. Happiness hurts.
4:00 PM – Everyone is gone. They’re doing laundry. The question of doing laundry is still bothering me. Roomie went for a run with Cooper. He’s very strange. Asian Friend wants me to help her carry her laundry. She has a black laundry bag and a white laundry bag. Once you go black you never go back! I take the black laundry bag.
4:30 PM – I forgot I had to let Roomie back into the room. Sorry Roomie. I tell myself I’m going to study. Iwastesomuchtime.com, Facebook, email, music. I personally think I’m wonderful at studying. Most of the time.
5:00 PM – Shower time. I take this time to “think.” I contemplate life’s big questions. I contemplate my existence. I think about thinking. I think about blogging. I think about how much I love burgers. I think about going out later. I think about thinking some more. My phone rings. It was my grandmother. I should call her more often.
5:40 PM – I do take long showers. I smell dinner coming from Emma and Asian Friend’s room. I decide to get some grab-and-go with Andre. Andre asks me how long my shower took. I like taking long showers, okay, sheesh Andre.
6:00 PM – back from grab-and-go. Roomie tells me that she got the exact same dinner I got. Weird. Emma thinks we’re twins. I think not. She says we both have not straight hair. She’s got a good point. My cough begins again. I’m weirdly hyper. I try dancing. I’m not good at dancing. Roomie leaves for training. Asian Friend makes me tea. Passersby give me weird looks. I cough right back at them. Iced T comes over. She’s always singing something. It’s nice. People are nice. I put way too much honey in my tea.
7:00 PM – Emma leaves for a study session. I thank God I’m not taking physics in college. I leave to do some real studying. I check Iwastesomuchtime.com. I check my email. An old teacher emailed me back. How nice of him. People are nice. I check Facebook. People commented on the post about my blog. I feel all happy and warm. I have friends!! I Skype Potterman. We talk about how tired we are.
8:00 PM – Hardcore studying. SO.MANY.NOTES. All my f’s look like lowercase t’s.
9:00 PM – I do not like Glee. I do not like Glee on a boat or with a goat. I would not watch Glee with a mouse or in a house. Emma Skypes Producer Guy from Life in Adams for physics help. He hears my cough and comments on how I sound like death.
10:00 PM – I was planning on straightening my hair today. What the hill happened to my time? Still studying. Three chapters for a three question quiz? Damn.
11:00 PM – I also planned on going to bed… right now. None of the things go as planned! French studying now. I feel like this should be harder to study for. Well I’m also looking at the answer booklet a lot. That might present itself as a problem later. I’m having a hard time caring.
11:30 PM – Asian Friend and Emma tell me to blog about today. It’s 11:30 PM. *sigh* I start typing. They want to watch me in the process of blogging. I tell them I feel awkward. They turn around. SO much better. Emma makes a pistachio joke. Insert comic relief. Black Friend and his Girl tell me they read my blog post. His Girl thinks I’m funny. Instant best friend.
12:30 PM – I can’t remember what I did today. Roomie makes innuendos. She could write a book on innuendos. Emma and Asian Friend tell me to text them when I’m done blogging. I think they now qualify as groupies. I feel stho popular, guysth.
12:45 PM – Asian Friend, Emma, Roomie and I pelt each other with the smiley ball. Warning: Distraction.
1:30 PM- Ha, I thought I’d finish this by 1 AM. My perception of time is a bit off.
1:50 PM – Time to sleep. I think I’ll try to look nice tomorrow. Goodnight and Good morning**.
*Roomie actually wrote that, but it’s true. for the most part. just kidding love you!!
** Why can’t the phrase “good morning” be one word, dammit?! ‘effin spell check.
With college comes a whole new world of responsibilities. Sometimes though you get a shitty assignment late at night that’s due the next day and really makes no sense for a class that makes even less sense. Mix in a little a sleep deprivation, awkward humor and the need to have people like you and the assignment becomes an idea. In my case, the idea became the birth of a blog. It’s not gonna be a very good blog, but what the hill? it makes my one Asian Friend laugh so what more motivation do I need?
TUESDAY 18 SEP 12
9:45 AM – woke up. Sudden realization: I’m not in my own bed. Second sudden realization: I stayed the night at a friend’s. Rolled out of bed and went back to my dorm. Showered. There was nobody in the bathroom. How strange.
10:00 AM – Meeting friends for lunch. Going to Boyd because we’re too lazy to walk to Shively. Shively hill reference and joke: “What the hill?” Thinking about putting that on a t-shirt and selling it.
11:00 Back in my dorm. My memory is fuzzy. Tired. Tried logging in to my e-book for art class. It wouldn’t let me log in. I contemplate emailing a strongly worded email to company representatives for the e-book. Decide not to. Called my mother so she knows I haven’t gone off the straight and narrow. Tell her I need more iced tea so could she please get it in time for parents’ weekend. Only excited about parents’ weekend because of promise of tea and seeing my dog again.
12:00 PM – did some grammar homework. Complained about grammar the entire time.
1:00 PM – Put on some real clothes so I don’t look like a bum. Stared at myself in the mirror for five minutes because I couldn’t figure out if my mirror was bent or if my forehead really is that big. The mirror was bent. Went to class in the pouring rain with a hall mate. Her shoes broke on the way there. It was very tragic. Suffered through an hour and a half of a boring art lecture. Seriously, all we talk about is pictures. What do you SEE in the painting? What do you FEEL? The professor asks… All I see are a bunch of squiggles. It gave me a headache I reply. She didn’t think the answer was amusing.
3:00 PM - Wait in Sigfreid for my hall mate’s friend to bring her some shoes. How nice of that friend. People are nice.
4:00 PM – Back at my dorm. Thinking about napping because my head still hurts and I can’t stop coughing. Damn sickness. Damn Pandora’s box. Eve didn’t have to eat that apple either. Can’t nap. Surf the net because I can’t concentrate on homework either. Wasting time should be a profession. I would be so rich. I could save the world. I could save the Universe!! Take comfort in the fact that I can say stuff like that and still have friends. Time for WOUB with my one Asian Friend. She’s actually Pacific Islander.
5:00 PM – So pumped for WOUB. I can’t wait to work the cameras by myself next week. My Asian Friend is working the camera today, so I shadow her so I can learn. She does awesomely and we have an epic high five. We both cough because we’re both still sick and had to hold the cough for an entire hour. It’s cold in the studio. I wonder if people think I’m weird for bobbing up and down for warmth. I don’t really care so I do it anyways.
6:00 PM - Finally out of the cold studio, having dinner at Jeff with the manfriend and my Asian Friend. There’s a smoothie bar there so we get smoothies. My smoothie is oddly sweet. I immediately regret getting a smoothie as I walk out of Jeff because it is FREEZING. Asian Friend and I cough and shiver all the way back to our dorm.
7:00 PM – Gettin’ some Philosophy homework done with Emma. Being ever so productive while our friends goof off and play ukulele and talk about nicknames.
8:00 PM – Forget completely about homework and join friends in goofing along. I completely tune out everybody as Asian Friend and I try to figure out how to play Good Morning Sunshine on the ukulele. It is not a ukulele song so it cannot be done. I cannot play the ukulele.
9:00 PM – My friends decide they are hungry so we go to Wendy’s. Emma stays to finish homework. I abandon my homework because I want fries. Manfriend buys me fries at Wendy’s. He’s nice. People are nice. I wonder about being naïve. Oh well.
10: 00 PM – SO TIRED. Mac and cheese solves all problems, so I have some. Hang out with the Manfriend for a bit.
11:00 PM – I’m not sure if I’m conscious anymore, I only register tired and random people’s conversation.
12:00 PM – The nightly heart to heart girl talks with one of our guy RA’s commence. Why must they be at midnight?! So tired…
1:00 PM – Am I asleep or are we really having this conversation?
2:00 PM – Sleep.
Wednesday 20 SEP 12
7:40 AM – I hate Wednesdays. The world shouldn’t wake up before 8, or speak before 9. Everyone should just hug to communicate and enjoy their coffee.
8:35 AM - Philosophy discussion. What a useless class. I don’t pay attention and do my French home work instead.
9:40 AM – French. I tell my French prof. About my first day of high school. IN FRENCH. Oh yeah!
10: 45 AM – Public Speaking. My group makes a commercial about a drug belt. The professor tried to keep from laughing. She did not succeed.
11:45 AM – Lunch time with Emma and other friends.
12:00 PM – Chatting it up with Emma, Asian Friend and Roommate. Must eventually go to Philosophy lecture. My goodness. I really hate philosophy.
1:00 PM – Not paying attention at all in Philosophy because I’m cramming for a vocab quiz for Grammar.
2:00 PM – Grammar. Grammar Quiz. I think I got a solid B. I locked myself out of my hall so Funky lent me his keys. Nice kid. Weird, but nice.
3:00 PM – Back in my dorm. Texting Manfriend. Texting Guy Friend. Awkward. Can’t stop coughing. Starting to lose ability to breathe without coughing. I decide to go to Campus Care. Why is it so cold outside it’s 3 in the afternoon. Must wear more layers.
4:00 PM – At Campus Care. I have to call my stepdad to get his social security number for my insurance. I hate doctors. OI shouldn’t say that, my mother’s a doctor. Well I still strongly dislike them. Doctor tells me I have a cough. OH REALLY? He gives me a prescription that I have to go to CVS for. Dammit.
5:00 PM – Take prescription. Nope doesn’t work. Still weezing and coughing like a dying parrot. WOUB time. Decide not to stay because I can’t stop coughing.
6:00 PM – Drink a ton of iced tea so I can keep the cough down to a reasonable level. Eat Ramen for dinner. My hall mates congregate in the hall way to catch up on each other’s day. It’s nice but I’m not in the mood for talking so I just sip my Ramen and listen. Roommate has an audition so I go to support her. I end up just sitting outside of the “audition” building talking to Emma. We talk about how I sound like I’m dying. I hate being sick.
7:00 PM - back in the dorms. Roommate goes to study. I hang around with Emma. We have a meeting later to find out about auditions. I don’t want to go but I have to so I can find out about the show schedule.
8:00 PM – Life in Adams show meeting. None of us got a part.
9:00 PM – Study session with Emma at the coffee shop in Baker. Nice but not entirely productive as we just marveled at how college student-y we felt.
10:00 PM – Baker closes at 10. We waited until they had to kick us out. It is freezing outside and the cold gets me coughing again. Great. We go back to the dorms and I promptly find out that we had this log assignment. I wonder why it wasn’t assigned on Tuesday. Yay more work. I start typing.
11:00 PM – Getting distracted because there’s a loose string in my jeans. What if the string unraveled? What if my pants just fell off? I realize that I need to stop being distracted so I continue typing. Emma and I try desperately to remember what the heck we did on Tuesday. I can’t even really remember what happened this morning. Manfriend comes over. He’s distracting me so I turn my music up on my headphones and try to tune him out. It works.
12: 00 AM - still typing. I’m still on Tuesday!! Dang it!
1: 15 AM – Done with Wednesday. God, that was painful. Going to bed now. I can’t seem to ever go to bed before midnight. Goodnight and Good morning.