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Your Daily Dose of College Life |
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Well I can't say that I've actually kept this updated at all. I've been in my apartment for forever and it's okay. My nieghbor sucks - noticing a pattern here? My job is pretty good - same place still. I'm on this bog self-improvement kick here lately. Probably won't last. And, yeah. |
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July 23, 2004
Yay, ya'll!!! I'm finally out of that damn dorm room and I'll be in my own lil apartment. I'm so excited! I've actually got almost everything I'm needing for the apartment that I've realized I need. I'm working in the mall now and they're gonna transfer me north in a week or so. I can't wait to live there, except for the whole paying for everything thing. Unfortunately I realize that as soon as I move in classes will start unbelievably quickly, and that's sad for everyone. I do have my misgivings about living in the apartment but I can't voice them here seeing as things do seem to have a way of getting around. With a little patience and an angry boyfriend to back me up we'll be okay! |
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12/24/03 -- Well, our first dose of final exams are over and we're on Xmas break right now. (w00t!) Yeah, I stole it. Jealous? Anyway, I thought I'd mention that happy bit and then wish everyone a Merry Christmas! Not that anyone ever reads this site, but don't say that I didn't try. Bastards. Anyway AGAIN, I've made friends with the lovely people upstairs. And by that I mean that when they're stomping around at 3 AM like they do every night, we get in the loft and stomp on the ceiling. Up until last Friday this was our way of telling them that we were ready for bed and we would appreciate it if they could practice their (expletive) taebo or whatever it is they're doing some other time and they always quieted down, so there was no problem. But Friday night, (FINALS WEEK - and we both had a final the next day) our stomping, which is quite an effort to get done anyway was met with NOT silence like usual, but an immediate response of stomping. No big deal. Answer back if you want, just be sure to shut the hell up with due speed. But instead of their previous polite responses of sweet sweet silence, they continued whatever it is they due EVEN LOUDER. As it was actually 3 in the morning ( I shit thee not ), we were more than irritated. This went on for about an hour more until they decided it was okay for us to go to sleep. We didn't want to go to our RA, considering it was finals week and we didn't want to wake her, but we talked to her the next day and she told us the next time they're stomping during quiet hours we should come get her and she'll go and write them up. We've already decided that their RA hates us, so she wouldn't have been any help anyway. Now we're left to wonder what exactly it is that they're doing. A friend of mine who lives across the hall on their floor tells me they do a cardio exercise called "jumpsies" but there is no way they're doing it that often at that hour, all day long. And they know we can hear them even before we began out stomping communication thingy (when it worked) b/c I told upstairs Maria that Maria and I were curious as to what they were doing and she mentioned it to them. So to Melissa and the other one whose name I've forgotten- you shall henceforth be called the 8th floor (expletives)s and soon very soon you shall pay! |
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After much time has passed, I've once again been inspired to update my webpage. (gasp!) Yes, it's true. I have quite settled in to the college routine. I think. There might be more that I'm not expecting....oh god. Anyway, life is grand and tiring until exams and finals come around again and then it shall be less grand and more stressful, but I believe that the tiring level will remain the same. (Love, Alan Greenspan) I should have more updates to my site all over as I now have more things to rant about and several professors that deserve a good verbal beating. |
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