All the colors of the rainbow

Julie, who normally has blue-green eyes, burst into my room this morning, distraut over her now-very-green eyes. She was wearing a green shirt, so she rummaged through my closet, came out with a blue shirt, and held it up to her face so as to trick her eyes into changing color. I'm not sure it worked, but it provided much entertainment for me :D

I would just like to take this opportunity to say that Julie is one of the sweetest, most caring, most innocent people I know. And knowing her, she'll never change.

Storms & Messes

There was a giant storm on the way home from Ft Worth today. Apparently it hasn't rained there in quite some time, so it's good for them. I, however, was a tad bit terrified.

But I made it! Clearly...

Piggy keeps kicking her bedding out of her cage, so I got her a rolly ball thing. Then when I got home, I walked in on the huuuuuugest mess ever. Pictures are coming. Like, there were piles of the stuff. I spent a long time vacuuming. Then since I had moved some furniture to get all the stuff, I Raid-ed the floorboards. Ants, be gone!

I've been voted "most likely to take 18 classes and make straight A's" by 2 people on Facebook. Yay! I'm so glad their confidence in me far exceeds my own. I've also made some predictions, so check it out!

Now time for some serious reading.

*yawn!*

My diurnal gerbil sure does like to throw a lot of wild parties.

Good 'ol John Randolph

Apparently John Marshall got along with almost everyone, even John Randolph. In order to demonstrate this point, Dr Champagne described the meanness of Randolph in his dealings with Henry Clay...

Professor: In the Christian tradition, everyone is buried facing east. Well Randolph insisted upon being buried facing west, because that's where Kentucky was, and that's where Henry Clay was, and he wanted to be able to keep an eye on Henry Clay forever.

The Little Munchkin (as she shall be known until a proper name reveals itself) has started chewing on her ladder. And she's ignoring her block food. But I fed her a carrot!!

Cinnamon Rollllllllllllllllllls!

Julie is sitting on my bed eating a cinnamon roll for breakfast...
Me: You can't eat a cinnamon roll for breakfast!
Julie: Yes I can that's what it's for!
Me: No it's fattening, so it's better for a snack. It's ok, you're drinking orange juice.
Julie: Yeah I am. *put more cinnamon roll in mouth* Helps you lose weight.

Discussing Julie's high school swim team trips...
Julie: And they were doing dirty things in the back of the bus. Things were being touched.
Me: Why didn't the chaperones say anything?!
Julie: Well there was just the coach, and she was driving the bus. I don't know why she didn't say something though. She probably thought they were bonding.

I got a gerbil!

She has yet to acquire a name, but she's all black with little white "bracelets" on her front hands. Her favorite activities include:
-making munching sounds
-kicking her bedding out of the wire cage onto the floor
-burrowing in people's hands
-standing on her back legs looking curious

Oh. And we have ants. Not like 5 ants, but somewhere closer to 50,000. I began moving things this morning & finding entire swarms of them. So I vacuumed some up, and picked some up with my fingers, and took out many bags of trash. Argh, I'm not a fan of ants. Why do bugs like me so much, when clearly the feelings are not reciprocated?!

Tonight I'm learning how to lift weights. I'm tough, so don't worry.

Book of Quotes

Due to the surplus of quotes, I feel the title is fitting.

In Constitutional Law...
Professor: *concerning Socratic Method* I'm not going to make you stand up or anything, but what I like about this room is that I can walk around. So please don't think that you'll escape by sitting in the back. You will never escape. And if there's an empty seat next to you, I may just sit down & we can chat for 5 or 10 minutes. And of course the idea is that you should worry about the other hundred people looking at you.
Christian: *to me* Never leave that seat empty!

Professor: *discussing SC justices* It's almost certain you can ignore Justice Whitaker.

Professor: *on exam schedule* This course is just like Roe v Wade...it's divided into 3 trimesters.

Jessica K & I were discussing the cricket that came into the apartment this morning...
Me: Ok, so if I see a cricket you're not the one to call?
Jessica K: No!
*minutes pass*
Me: Julie, you're the official cricket-killer. Jessica & I are both scared.
Julie: What about the other Jessica?!
Jessica W: *from living room* I'm scared!

Julie is very devoted to her internship. She climbed in thru the window today. She should put that on her resume.

Biological Basis of Health & Disease is in a foreign language. Literally. I have no idea what was said in that class. I wanted to shoot my foot.

And of course African-American Lit is awesome.

Julie & I were both somehow exhausted this afternoon, even though we both slept enough last night. As we sat in the cafe, she informed me that we both looked hung-over. Then as we were walking to Biological Basis, we were walking teeteringly (made up word, I'm sure).

A Busy Weekend

Friday
Julie's friend Lindsey came over in the morning. Then they went back to sleep. I thought it was really funny. Algebra is annoying & shant be attended; Humanities is actually really cool & may end up being a favorite...so no dropping that.

I went with Julie & Lindsey to dinner. We were trying to find someplace "new" and thus establish ourselves as non-boring. But in the end, we wound up at Chile's (the usual) with Julie & me ordering the chicken caesar pita (the usual). At least we tried. BUT on the way out, we discovered a rotisserie chicken next to Julie's car. We convinced her to back up & run over it.
Julie: This must be what it feels like to run over a dead animal!
Every time the waiter came to the table, he directed his questions at me. Julie says it's because I appeared to be the "high maintenance" one in the group (as evidenced by my dressing-on-the-side approach to ordering), but I choose to think that I just looked like the chaperone (as one of his first questions was if we wanted some strange mixed drink, establishing my age at at least 21). We all got to-go boxes (of course) but the waiter took Julie's plate away! So Lindsey drew some fries in the box & we called it a day.

As Julie & Jessica K had not moved their boxes from the hallways, I had begun making terrible threats of box-burnings & other evils. They, of course, just wanted to see if this would actually happen, so they left them there on purpose. And since I'm willing to acknowledge that I'm all talk, and never follow through on my threats, I did nothing. But when I got out of the shower, I could not escape the bathroom due to the mass pilage (I made up that word) of boxes over the door. They even employeed the use of bar stools to support their complex structure. So I stood there in a towel as they grinned & Julie took pictures.

I have awesome roommates :D

Saturday
I went to Ft Worth & spent the day with Benjamin. That night we went to a going away party and then watched all but the last couple of episodes of Lost. On my way home, I thought I ran over some kind of speed bump that would have killed my car, but I didn't. I'm alive. Go me.

Sunday
Finished Lost (amazing!) and went to a wedding. Then came Freshman Convocation!!! Nicole had an emergency involving her eye and an exploding glow-stick bracelet, but she was totally tough. Yay Nicole! I left early, but we could still hear the fireworks all the way from Phase VIII 1/2 :)

Now we have a broken front door lock, and the maintenance man just came to fix it. Ok. Now he says it's fixed. Yay! Time to start ze day!

Poetry!

You know how poems are short & should therefore require in-depth but low-volume reading? Not the case. Crap.

Anyway, time for a funny quote.
Professor: I'm not into that whole "holistic, touchy-feely, we're all in this together" approach to writing.

Happy First Day of School!

Rather than insult the intelligence of ze readers, I'll let that title explain itself :D

Funny Convos with Julie & Jessica K

Julie made me get rid of a shirt that I like. She says it makes me look like I'm 12. A moment ago, she called Jessica K into my room to show her the shirt.

Julie: It makes you look like a little girl.
Me: I like the tie at the top. It makes my boobs look bigger.
Julie: *repugnantly* It makes you look like a well-developed 12-year-old
Me: Good enough for me!

*Adriane escapes to blog...Julie & Jessica continue conversation*

Julie: Hey Jessica, you could put it in your [send-to-Goodwill] bag!
Jessica K: I don't want to throw it away if she's gonna get mad...[person] used to throw away my clothes he didn't like...except that he wouldn't tell me
Julie: You'd just realize the next day, "hey, my clothes are gone!"

*Jessica told us to tell her before we call maintenance so she can hide Tweeter*

Jessica: Yeah, cause sometimes they go into the wrong rooms. I remember last year, I was in C and they were going into D and I was like, "no! C! C!" and they thought I was saying "si" as in "yes"...
Julie: *mouth agape* That exact thing happened to us!
Jessica: Really?! Maybe you just told me that story, then, and I thought it was me...

Where's the love?

Me: Julie! You do not love me!
Julie: Why not?!'
Me: That's what I'd like to know! *walks around U to take Julie her present, which she left on my bed*
Julie: I'm gonna need you to not condemn me to not loving...*see's stuff*...oh. Sorry.

Julie bought a shirt that says "No One Cares About Your Blog" which she has declared she will only wear when she's spending the entire day with me, and I'm wearing my "I'm Blogging This" shirt.

Today is that day!!

Customs! Beware!

[Originally posted around 8:30am]

Julie & I are going to pick up Jessica at Love Field this afternoon.

Julie: I can drive. I just need you to be there to say, "Hey Julie, you can't go in there. Look at all the signs that say DANGER." And I'll say, "but look, this is customs!"
Me: Julie! We're not even going thru customs!
Julie: *with irritation* I don't know any airport terms! The only ones I know are "customs" and "beware"!

And I just killed a fly. By myself. Yes, I am proud.

Zahra may have to be one of the cutest people in the world. I love you more than I miss you too, sweety!

Julie & I are disappointed by the number of bugs in our apartment. We have both found Roley Poley Cemeteries in various areas. "Sad days."

Yay, Richardson!

[Originally posted on T Aug 15 at 9:50am]

This weekend was busy but wonderful. I had exactly zero incidents of running over things (count them, zero), though I nearly died about 2 miles from church. Not to worry, I was brave and survived. Benjamin & I watched tons of "Lost" and he cooked Saturday night, and Sunday we made the pilgrimage to Richardson so I could move in. Yes, I moved in all of my stuff single-handedly. Everyone else just watched. Why did they just watch, you ask, instead of helping? Well, they were totally amazed by my sheer strength, of course.

Mom came up too!!! I was terribly happy that she made the trip, seeing as how the day before was her first time back to church in Houston. Two long days in a row has gotta be tough.

Yesterday, Megan & I tried to run "errands" on campus. We got my wireless set up, I sold back the Government book for which they only wanted to give me $17 in April, etc. I realized I can't buy my parking permit because I don't have my stinking registration or whatever it is they want. Argggggggh!

I did some cleaning & organizing, then went grocery shopping. Frankford was backed up, sadly, and it nearly ruined my faith in the "backroad" system. Midnight Madness at OCB wasn't terribly crowded. There are a couple of books I couldn't find, but I got all the rest for $254. Yay! Actually, it'll be $304 because I'm buying my College Algebra book from another girl. Yay again!

Then I decided I wanted pie. So I went to Tom Thumb (aka Randall's) who had virtually none of individual slices, and I certainly did not want to get an entire pie, as there's no one else here. So I got a cheesecake (a little one). I was then disappointed to find that it was frozen so unbelievably solid that I could not cut it. So I let it thaw on the counter, so I could cut it. It was still frozen though, so I put it in the microwave. Good idea, right? Ha! You wanna know what I got? Half-frozen-half-hot cheesecake.

Julie's coming today!!! She'll be here in about an hour :D And then Zahra is coming later on...I can't wait guys!!! I'm off to jimmy Julie's lock (don't ask).

Farewell to Don't Sweat the Small Stuff

Ok. It has officially died. You can still visit it at www.dontsweat.blogspot.com :) I'm sorry for the inconvenience, Zahra, of having to change the bookmark to my blog in your awesomely-cool phone-with-internet.

It has come to my attention, though, that this whole "new blog" thing is happening right at the time of my move. So, the first post came from Don't Sweat the Small Stuff (Senior). Yay!

Here's to an awesome sophomore year!