times i have forgotten what day of college i'm at-i forget
parties attended-there are too many technicality issues here, so i'm just going to say i'm still at 1
biodesiel buses ridden in-1
how hot it is here-is the roof on fire? very nearly
times slipped on the floor at work-3
i thought it would be cool to count how many days i'd been here for every post...but i've lost track and i really don't feel like figuring it out. eh. you'll deal.
so i had a good long weekend. i went to my brother's house and we hung out. he's a cool cat. then my mom and jeff came for a little bit on sunday cause they were at some indian thing not too far from here. so that was good. they brought me some stuff i'd forgotten (including another pillow, and no joke, since i've had it, i've been sleeping great. this has led me to conclude that i'm a 2 pillow kind of girl, and 1 pillow just doesn't cut it).
also, i'm getting a social life again, and i'm super excited about it. me and some girls that are 2 doors down and a girl from the other hall have started a movie club kind of thing. basically we watch a movie every night, and now more people are starting to come. it's freaking sweet. they are fun to hang out with, and totally unlike most people i hung out with in winterset. i still don't have any gays...but i'm getting there with the hippies, so i guess that's better than nothing.
funny story-so sarah my roommate has a sinus infection or something, could be the flu (cause i heard that's going around the dorms). anyway, we were at the house dinner last night and she asked if i would pass her the ketchup and i said no (joking around you know) and she's like 'i'm gonna cough on your pillow later'. i thought that was probably the best threat i'd ever heard in my life.
its weird cause i keep seeing people here, or meeting people that totally remind me of w'set people. there is a girl that lives down the hall, and she reminds me so much of katie leners (if katie lener's ran track and was super hyper all the time), she even kind of looks like her. and there is a guy that always seems to be in the dining center when i'm there, and he looks just like chris roberts. its weird, but kind of cool. cause then i think about people that i might not think about otherwise.
in conclusion-i'm pretty much over my homesickness. it sucked pretty bad there for a little while, but now that i'm actually hanging out with people (instead of just meeting a lot of them) its better.
anywhoo kittens, i'ma take a nap, then study for my math test tomorrow that i'm not going to do well on....good times.
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So you should be very proud of the fact that I just read your entire blog during my Spanish 4 class. We're supposed to be writing a paper, but I'm done, so I'm exploring the few semi-social sights the school doesn't block. I was very excited that I could get my postsecret reading in. Anyway, I miss you like crazy. You need to come back and we need to hang out, and you need to meet my foreign boy. His name is Vuk, pronounced Vook, and he's from Serbia. His name means Wolf, so Racheal calls him Wolfy. Anyway, he's really cool. I'm kind of planning on wasting the next ten minutes until I have to go to band writing this comment, because I'm rather bored online with no facebook, myspace, or addictinggames. Vuk is totally obsessed with Rollercoaster Tycoon, and it just makes me laugh how much he plays it. I had a bad therapy meeting the other day, and I officially dislike BD. She started preaching to me, saying that I have the things I have, and thus deserve them, because God gave them to me. I may or may not have told her to shut up because I'm an atheist. Funny story, Gordon, Vuk, and I are goign to go to church! One service of almost all the churches in town. We're starting out with the sane ones (Lutheran, Methodist, Presbys) and moving on to the boarderline crazies (Catholics and Baptists) and working our way up to the all-out crazies (Word of Life, Jehova Witnesses). It's going to be interesting. I just hope my spirit doesn't burst into flames or I dont' get baptized...that happened to one of my mom's friends once. She went to church with a friend and came back baptized a Baptist. Crazy stuff. Um...yeah, so that took about minutes to type, and knowing that you're an extrememly busy college girl and all, I'll let you stop reading my ramblings. We're hanging out whenever you come to visit whether you like it or not!
Peace, Love, yadda yadda.
Well written article.
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