When Living the Suite Life Isn't Enough

Living it up, Townhouse Style.

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I may have moved too far away from home, and 17 may be too young of an age to do that. I may be bossy, but it's how I get things done. I may be organized, but I let my bedroom be an outlet for my inner messiness. I need to know things, I hate things not being planned. I am a former Air Force Brat, and the daughter of somebody who probably has gypsy blood, which might explain all the moving. I do not like juice, milk, and most pop. So H20 is the way to go. Anything else? this seems good for now.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Sniffles and Neocitron


While waiting to go to Physical Geography (I didnt know 2.5 hours of my life could feel that long!) I realized its about time I did another post, considering some things have happened since the last.
Lets see...it seems a few of my roomies, and I have all contracted a nasty cold. So in between blowing my nose, sleeping a lot and dousing myself with Neocitron I have been actually getting things done! It's a huge surprise to me. Residence proves over and over again to be the biggest distraction, ever.
So it is a monday morning, on a rather dreary day. I nearly fell on my butt no matter where I walked this morning and last night because everything is ice! Because of this melting I also had to uncover the pizzas I had buried in the snowdrift in front of my house (what!? 6 girls and one freezer is a tight squeeze sometimes.) On another note, I went to superhero night at The Wall this weekend, and what a great night!!! of course to get free cover I did dress up as a superhero, Obedient Woman (spatula tool-belt and all.) Needless to say it got a few laughs.
Then my house section decided to have a potluck to welcome our new house to Section 4. Soooo..the new house didnt even show up to the potluck. Way to go house 3, if you are reading this, you missed some yummy food, and a viewing of the 5th element. I doubt your sunday night could have been much better! Also our section rep didnt show, he will get an earful later. Whatever, thankyou to the best don ever, Brittany, for organizing the potluck.
After the potluck I went home, sniffled a lot and slept even more.
Time for me to grab a bagel, probably an apple, and whatever else I can scavenge in between drying my hair and talking to whoever else is awake.

Corala

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