As this semester careens crazily toward its ultimate demise, suddenly I'm struck by how much I'm going to miss living with my roommates from this semester. I think that I have had the fortune to have great roommates every year but this year marks the end of my on-campus era, so maybe I feel like these roommates are nearer and dearer right now. Here's why:
Rachel and I have been together since the very beginning. Of college, that is. We're like an old married couple, except that she will never marry me because she's going to marry Chris (I assisted in their getting together!). She is an artist and isn't afraid to dress like one (hehe). Her canvasses hung on our walls and her sculpture filled the empty spaces in our apartment and I think my living space will be so empty without her vibrant works. When we shared a room last year, we used to crank the music up and participate in a little bit o' bed jumping. She isn't afraid to speak her mind and she makes real food. Sometimes, she will stare at me until I look at her and then she will start gnawing on her hand.
Amanda is strangely obsessed with chicken and seasoned salt. She makes eau claire (eclaire) cake like nobody's business. One time, she ate both potatos and rice for dinner. Okay, that was all about food but Amanda does stuff other than eat. Not only does she have a unicycle, she knows how to ride it! Without falling down all the time! Amanda is also a very good writer, even though she doesn't think she is, and that's another reason I like her - there is not a pretentious bone in her body. We talk about pretty dumb stuff a lot of the time that makes us laugh hysterically and we're sure everyone thinks we're obnoxious, but we don't really care. She sings a lot and doesn't care if anyone is listening.
Cassi came to me, Kelly and Rachel as an innocent transfer student this fall, and we probably couldn't have created a better roommate. She's a sweet sweet girl but don't be fooled - beneath her engaging exterior, she's pretty tough and not always the most angelic of people. We corrupted her in some ways but she took in stride, always so open-minded and open-hearted. She apologizes for talking "too much." She loves to dance and can do the paintbrush (hehe). She's also an alto (like me!) and sings which makes me happy because her voice is awesome. Cassi is also an artist and we're never quite sure if we should throw stuff away because Cassi just might be using it for a project. She usually hits the snooze on her alarm clock at least two times before actually getting up. Sometimes she comes and sits on my lap when I'm watching tv.
Kelly left us after last fall for Australia (which she is loving, I know). Kelly, like Rachel, has also been there from the beginning. She talks with her hands a lot and likes to dance around like a crazy fool. She'll probably get mad at me for writing about this, but sometimes when she drinks, she blacks out some things, and it seems like it's usually crazy stuff that she does - like having a water fight or using a bottle of glitter glue as a prop. ("Here's the situation!") She has a deep respect and love for nature. When we had classes together, we would make up silly stories about our professors. This girl loves to shop. I miss her a lot.
These aren't the only reasons I like my roommates, of course, but some of my favorite things. They are all caring and loyal and easy to get along with. A lot of what makes my roommates so great to live with is that they are all so calm and easy-going. There is no not getting along in this apartment.
We are all moving on to better things (at least that's what we're all hoping). The Mizzes Rachel, Cassi and Amanda will be heading across campus to live in Stadium apartments, where they will have a new random roommate, most likely from the sea of freshmen anxious to get out of the dorms. Hopefully they will get lucky (wink wink!) like Rachel, Kelly, and I did when Cassi arrived in our little world. I'm excited that they're in Stadium where they'll all have their own rooms, and they're probably all excited to be getting rid of me.
Starting May 14th, I will be living in the first house on this site. I love this house, as has been established. My new roommates will be Chelsea, Aurora, and Aurora's sister Regan and two other random people. Though I'm sad I won't be living with my 327C girlies in Stadium, I'm excited that I get to live with a whole new set of people (well, I have lived with Chelsea before and even if I hadn't, she wouldn't count but just the same, I'm glad we'll be together again and we're going to have so much fun... decorating!). I've never lived with Aurora but I think it will be a good time, because Aurora is a fun, easygoing and free-spirited girl. Living with random strangers is kind of scary and makes me nervous but whatever. Hopefully my luck will hold out and I will have a good experience next year, as well, and then I can write another ridiculously long ode to my roommates. And you know, if it's not fun at all, I'm not going to be there in the fall* so mwahaha!
*Yeah, okay, so I still don't know about Argentina but I will go, by God!
April 27, 2004
April 23, 2004
my ridiculous impatience
Dear UMTC Learning Abroad Center,
Usually I'm a patient person. I have the composure to withstand a lot of crap that flies at me. I'm especially good at being patient with people. But I don't think I can restrain myself much longer.
My fabled patience is wearing thin, much like the blankie I used to drag around behind me when I was but a wee lass. Okay, I don't know where the "wee lass" came from but I do know why I am so impatient.
I licked the envelope and dropped my application for Argentina into the depths of the mailbox in Kirby Student Center what seems like an eternity ago. So that doesn't necessarily mean you got it on that day, yadda yadda, but you got it shortly thereafter. I mean, it doesn't take weeks for mail to get from Duluth to the Twin Cities.
I have received no word yet about whether I have been accepted, nor no sign that you have even received said application. I have been monitoring my checking account online rather obsessively (me? obsess? never!) to see if you have deposited the check for the application fee thingy, which, by the way, I see as just another excuse by the Regents to get even more money out of destitute college students. Yeah, you haven't even done that yet, which doesn't make sense since I thought you were probably just going to pocket that money and throw my application away.
In some of the information you sent me previously, you stated that my application would be reviewed by a committee and then I "will be notified in a timely manner of its decision." Ha! Ha ha ha. Timely? I don't think so. According to my calendar, I sent the application on... Oh. Oh wait. Ummm. Well, never mind that. I, uh, yeah. How you doin'?
I understand that in the um, like, week and a half since I mailed my application, you've probably been pretty busy doing other Learning Abroad-y stuff. So, ya know, whenever you get to it, I hope you have fun reviewing my application. Just let me know whenever you get a chance! Go Gophers!
Sincerely,
Alexis M. Stapp
Usually I'm a patient person. I have the composure to withstand a lot of crap that flies at me. I'm especially good at being patient with people. But I don't think I can restrain myself much longer.
My fabled patience is wearing thin, much like the blankie I used to drag around behind me when I was but a wee lass. Okay, I don't know where the "wee lass" came from but I do know why I am so impatient.
I licked the envelope and dropped my application for Argentina into the depths of the mailbox in Kirby Student Center what seems like an eternity ago. So that doesn't necessarily mean you got it on that day, yadda yadda, but you got it shortly thereafter. I mean, it doesn't take weeks for mail to get from Duluth to the Twin Cities.
I have received no word yet about whether I have been accepted, nor no sign that you have even received said application. I have been monitoring my checking account online rather obsessively (me? obsess? never!) to see if you have deposited the check for the application fee thingy, which, by the way, I see as just another excuse by the Regents to get even more money out of destitute college students. Yeah, you haven't even done that yet, which doesn't make sense since I thought you were probably just going to pocket that money and throw my application away.
In some of the information you sent me previously, you stated that my application would be reviewed by a committee and then I "will be notified in a timely manner of its decision." Ha! Ha ha ha. Timely? I don't think so. According to my calendar, I sent the application on... Oh. Oh wait. Ummm. Well, never mind that. I, uh, yeah. How you doin'?
I understand that in the um, like, week and a half since I mailed my application, you've probably been pretty busy doing other Learning Abroad-y stuff. So, ya know, whenever you get to it, I hope you have fun reviewing my application. Just let me know whenever you get a chance! Go Gophers!
Sincerely,
Alexis M. Stapp
April 21, 2004
haphazard
For the first time in four months (maybe more), I have over $200 in my checking account and damn if it don't feel like I won the powerball. Woot!
My nephews are two of the cutest little boys in the whole world. I wish I could show you just how cute they are, but believe me, they are damn cute. So cute I just want to steal them from my brother and sister-in-law and bring them here, where they would destroy my apartment in mere minutes. But I'm sure that my roommates would fall in love with them anyway, even after seeing how the little tyrants had laid waste to everything in sight. That's how cute they are.
I might get to see them at the end of May if I venture to Reno with my parents when they go there. Yeah, another roadtrip through Nevada.
Maybe when I'm there I'll get to see my dad. If he ever decides to come back from Macedonia. (That link is for those of you unknowledegable fiends who don't know where Macedonia is.)
My parents came to Duluth on Sunday (parents being my mom and step-dad) and we went house shopping for hours upon hours and I enjoyed it much more than I thought I would, even in the rain and hail and even after getting up at 8 to go take care of babies and toddlers. The parents made an offer on a house but there are two other offers on it, so we have yet to see what will happen. I also wish I could show you how cute the house they made the offer for is, but I can't, alas. But, if they end up getting it, then ya'll are welcome to come visit!
This, however, is the house I fell in love with. It may not look like much on the outside but it stole my heart.
Amanda may want this semester to end because "it's the semester from the fiery pits of hell," but I want this semester to end because I'm bored with it. Yeah, that's right. I'm bored. Sorry to everyone who is stressed out by the semester-end papers and projects, I hate to brag but... wait, why am I apologizing? BITE ME. After last semester's hellishness, this semester has been nearly effortless and I think I deserve a little break. I'm sure I'll be sweating it in a couple weeks, but right now I have nothing that really needs to be done. Ahhhh.
Last weekend was really one of the best weekends I've had in a while. There were friends and good talks, a bit o' intoximacation, some intermittent shoe purchases for $8.50 (including a pair like these), some Spanish babbling in the car, School of Rock-watching, a late night H(ouse) O(f) D(onuts) run, the house shopping, of course, some baby-holding, and the karaoke stylings of yours truly.
Last night, in a fit of silliness, Rachel and I short-sheeted Cassi's bed. I have never pulled a prank on anyone in my life and my god, it was fun. Fear the childish prankishness that is to come.
That's enough out of me, missy. My work here is done.
My nephews are two of the cutest little boys in the whole world. I wish I could show you just how cute they are, but believe me, they are damn cute. So cute I just want to steal them from my brother and sister-in-law and bring them here, where they would destroy my apartment in mere minutes. But I'm sure that my roommates would fall in love with them anyway, even after seeing how the little tyrants had laid waste to everything in sight. That's how cute they are.
I might get to see them at the end of May if I venture to Reno with my parents when they go there. Yeah, another roadtrip through Nevada.
Maybe when I'm there I'll get to see my dad. If he ever decides to come back from Macedonia. (That link is for those of you unknowledegable fiends who don't know where Macedonia is.)
My parents came to Duluth on Sunday (parents being my mom and step-dad) and we went house shopping for hours upon hours and I enjoyed it much more than I thought I would, even in the rain and hail and even after getting up at 8 to go take care of babies and toddlers. The parents made an offer on a house but there are two other offers on it, so we have yet to see what will happen. I also wish I could show you how cute the house they made the offer for is, but I can't, alas. But, if they end up getting it, then ya'll are welcome to come visit!
This, however, is the house I fell in love with. It may not look like much on the outside but it stole my heart.
Amanda may want this semester to end because "it's the semester from the fiery pits of hell," but I want this semester to end because I'm bored with it. Yeah, that's right. I'm bored. Sorry to everyone who is stressed out by the semester-end papers and projects, I hate to brag but... wait, why am I apologizing? BITE ME. After last semester's hellishness, this semester has been nearly effortless and I think I deserve a little break. I'm sure I'll be sweating it in a couple weeks, but right now I have nothing that really needs to be done. Ahhhh.
Last weekend was really one of the best weekends I've had in a while. There were friends and good talks, a bit o' intoximacation, some intermittent shoe purchases for $8.50 (including a pair like these), some Spanish babbling in the car, School of Rock-watching, a late night H(ouse) O(f) D(onuts) run, the house shopping, of course, some baby-holding, and the karaoke stylings of yours truly.
Last night, in a fit of silliness, Rachel and I short-sheeted Cassi's bed. I have never pulled a prank on anyone in my life and my god, it was fun. Fear the childish prankishness that is to come.
That's enough out of me, missy. My work here is done.
April 15, 2004
For those of you who didn't catch on yet, I changed my template. Shhh... I realize I'm rather uncreative, choosing the template that both Amanda and Sara have, but I like it so darn much that I decided to adopt it. Mostly, I was very sick of my template. I kept trying to modify that one and I just never liked anything I did to it, so I decided to give up. This new template is temporary, an interim template, if you will, until I either:
Let's face it, it's probably going to end up being the second... writing my own template? That sounds complicated. But I guess I'll see. Either way, I will have a new template at some point, but for now, enjoy this one!
I have to register in a few hours! Actually, as I am counting on studying in Argentina next fall, I'm not really registering. I'm just picking up some classes, that way, in the event that I do not go abroad, I will not have to worry about trying to get into classes.
It's another day where I only had one class and no work! Why did I ever think I wanted another job? Not working is so much better than working - it's fantastic! It gives me so much more time to be slothful. On days like these, I will eat anywhere from 4-9 small meals. Not to mention the television I watch, or should I say the VH1 I watch, specifically.
I'm positive that VH1 is one of the most addictive things on the planet. It's like whenever the tv is on VH1, clouds of crack pour out of the speakers. The viewer is trapped - they can't move because the crack is very addicting, obviously. Or else, maybe the channel emits a high-frequency signal that switches off some essential part of the human brain... the part that enables me to get up and walk away from the tv, the part that controls Cassi's verbal functions, the part that keeps track of the passing of time. Whatever it is that VH1 is doing, they should probably keep it up, because no other channel can keep me glued to it for hours on end, even if the shows are complete crap.
Well, it's about time for me to get the most out of this day off. I'm going to slip into something more comfortable... my bed!
- Learn how to design one and then make my own template
- Give up on that in frustration and find another nifty looking "pre-fabricated" template
Let's face it, it's probably going to end up being the second... writing my own template? That sounds complicated. But I guess I'll see. Either way, I will have a new template at some point, but for now, enjoy this one!
I have to register in a few hours! Actually, as I am counting on studying in Argentina next fall, I'm not really registering. I'm just picking up some classes, that way, in the event that I do not go abroad, I will not have to worry about trying to get into classes.
It's another day where I only had one class and no work! Why did I ever think I wanted another job? Not working is so much better than working - it's fantastic! It gives me so much more time to be slothful. On days like these, I will eat anywhere from 4-9 small meals. Not to mention the television I watch, or should I say the VH1 I watch, specifically.
I'm positive that VH1 is one of the most addictive things on the planet. It's like whenever the tv is on VH1, clouds of crack pour out of the speakers. The viewer is trapped - they can't move because the crack is very addicting, obviously. Or else, maybe the channel emits a high-frequency signal that switches off some essential part of the human brain... the part that enables me to get up and walk away from the tv, the part that controls Cassi's verbal functions, the part that keeps track of the passing of time. Whatever it is that VH1 is doing, they should probably keep it up, because no other channel can keep me glued to it for hours on end, even if the shows are complete crap.
Well, it's about time for me to get the most out of this day off. I'm going to slip into something more comfortable... my bed!
April 13, 2004
es casi como si fuera la primavera!
Ahh, a Tuesday afternoon stretching out before me and absolutely no orientation in sight. Oh, how I have missed these days of being done with class at 10 am and then having the whole day left to me to do whatever. With the obvious exception of spring break, I've orientated every Tuesday since the end of February. Today I don't have to, and what a lovely day to be work-less. It's a nice feeling.
I left my toothbrush at my parents' house when I left on Sunday. I'm lost without it. Well, my teeth are lost without it, as they are rather dingy. I apologize to anyone I may encounter before I can buy a new one. Sorry for the stinkiness. Of all the silly things for me to leave behind.
Other than abandoning my toothbrush, I saw Master and Commander on Saturday, which was a good movie that I liked a lot, surprisingly. I mean, it wasn't surprising that it was a good movie but I was rather surprised that I liked it as much as I did. Normally I'm not a big fan of war or battle-type movies and when I saw the trailers for it I was like, "They're just ships..." But the ships were cool! And so are the Galapagos Islands. And man, do I love the Hopkins Theater; you just can't beat $2 for a movie! Easter brunch with the parents was also good; you can't beat free mimosas. Actually, you can't beat free brunch either. Yeah, here's my new theory: in general, free stuff is good and greatly appreciated!
My parents are coming up this weekend, possibly staying the night on Saturday. They love me so much that they miss me already! No, that's not really why, although I hope that they do love me. They're coming up to go house-shopping! Craziness! Mike (my step-dad) has an eclectic range of interests, and one of the more recent additions to his odd hobbies and whatnot is real estate. The house shopping is not for them, however... he's looking for something that could be a rental and I could live there (along with Chelsea, Aurora, Aurora's sister and who knows who else...). This is a potential solution to my housing problems, as I was having a hard time figuring out what I was going to do, what with being gone in the fall and everything. Hopefully, this will work. This also marks the first time my parents have been up to visit me this school year, so I'm looking forward to hanging out with them in Duluth.
Anyway, I'm going to go enjoy this mahvelous day.
P.S. I realize I ended yesterday's post rather abruptly but I sort of lost track of where I was going with all that, partly because certain people persisted in talking to me online, people who probably should have thought back to previous demands they have made for new posts and also should have known that I am easily distracted. But I'll try to make sure it doesn't happen again.
Adios!
I left my toothbrush at my parents' house when I left on Sunday. I'm lost without it. Well, my teeth are lost without it, as they are rather dingy. I apologize to anyone I may encounter before I can buy a new one. Sorry for the stinkiness. Of all the silly things for me to leave behind.
Other than abandoning my toothbrush, I saw Master and Commander on Saturday, which was a good movie that I liked a lot, surprisingly. I mean, it wasn't surprising that it was a good movie but I was rather surprised that I liked it as much as I did. Normally I'm not a big fan of war or battle-type movies and when I saw the trailers for it I was like, "They're just ships..." But the ships were cool! And so are the Galapagos Islands. And man, do I love the Hopkins Theater; you just can't beat $2 for a movie! Easter brunch with the parents was also good; you can't beat free mimosas. Actually, you can't beat free brunch either. Yeah, here's my new theory: in general, free stuff is good and greatly appreciated!
My parents are coming up this weekend, possibly staying the night on Saturday. They love me so much that they miss me already! No, that's not really why, although I hope that they do love me. They're coming up to go house-shopping! Craziness! Mike (my step-dad) has an eclectic range of interests, and one of the more recent additions to his odd hobbies and whatnot is real estate. The house shopping is not for them, however... he's looking for something that could be a rental and I could live there (along with Chelsea, Aurora, Aurora's sister and who knows who else...). This is a potential solution to my housing problems, as I was having a hard time figuring out what I was going to do, what with being gone in the fall and everything. Hopefully, this will work. This also marks the first time my parents have been up to visit me this school year, so I'm looking forward to hanging out with them in Duluth.
Anyway, I'm going to go enjoy this mahvelous day.
P.S. I realize I ended yesterday's post rather abruptly but I sort of lost track of where I was going with all that, partly because certain people persisted in talking to me online, people who probably should have thought back to previous demands they have made for new posts and also should have known that I am easily distracted. But I'll try to make sure it doesn't happen again.
Adios!
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