"You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts." --2 Corinthians 3:3
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Today's Drama
So I had an adventure this afternoon. Anyone want to guess what it was? I'll give you guys a hint, it has to do with the brakes on the car I was driving and their inability to function properly. So, I was driving my dad's truck--because my mom was using the mini-van--and I realized on my way to work that I had absolutely no gas. So I pull up to the station, got gas, started the truck and was about to pull away from the parking lot. I thought that the truck felt funny but I wasn't worried about it. So I was pulling through a four-lane road when the accelorator jumped weird and I hit the brakes to try to make the turn into my lane. The brakes didn't work. In a moment of sheer blind panic I steered into an empty parking lot across the street from the gas station, all the while completely stomping on the brakes that still DIDN'T WORK. In a moment of sheer, blind panic I shifted into park [which made a God-awful noise] and just sat there, dumbfounded. I cut the engine and then restarted the truck and it worked just fine but, damn, I was scared out of my mind. I ended up calling my mom, in tears, telling her what happened. She says that the engine stalled and she came and traded vehicles with me. So that was my adventure for the day. I hate driving right now. I don't think I'll ever complain about driving the dorky mini-van ever again. Lesson learned. It's reliable and the engine has never stalled on me.
Anyways, in other news, my roommate FINALLY accepted my Facebook friend request...but she didn't message me or respond to my message or anything, so I still know NOTHING about her; but at least she knows I'm her roomie. This is progress. Hopefully she'll message me back soon...
College
So, the pile of Things Going to College with me is steadily growing larger and larger. It now consists of several posters, some stuffed animals a mattress pad, a lamp, a mirror and various storage containers and other objects. It is being added to constantly. I can no longer access my closet due to it. Soon it will be flooding into the main area of my room. I'm rather excited about this.
The one thing not added to the Things Going to College is a new laptop. Mainly because Dell and the deal they have with my college sucks. I found, customized and nearly ordered the laptop I wanted. However, upon checking out I needed to put in the "company you work for" for the employee/student discount. I had gone through this whole shopping experience under the impression that my student discount was working. It wasn't. Unbeknownst to me, the only laptops I can purchase from Dell with my student discount are significantly more expense than the one I customized. With the student/employee discount that I now can't get, the laptop I wanted cost $740 instead of $960. The only two laptops I can get with my student discount cost significantly more than the other discounted one. About 600-700 dollars more. Now, I don't know about anyone else, but there is no way in hell I'm paying 700 more dollars for a laptop that is supposedly discounted. I'll just as well pay the 960 for a non discounted laptop that I acctually want. It's still 500 dollars cheaper than the crap from my college and I seriously doubt that not having one of the 'recommended bundles' for the college will hurt me in any way. Because, let's face it, if it does then that's complete bullshit. Hopefully, I'll be able to use my cousin's employee discount and have her order me the laptop and then just write her a check. The damn thing is coming out of my pocket I am not paying 14 hundred dollars for a laptop. I don't care if it will last me through my college years. Maybe I'm just cheap...I don't know. I don't think it's unreasonable to think that it's crap to pay more than a thousand dollars for a laptop with a DISCOUNT. Maybe if it was even a nice laptop for 14 hundred, but it's really not much better than the one I customized for myself!
[/end laptop rant]
Anyways, my roommate still hasn't called me. My mom still says that she's probably just on vacation because it's a holiday weekend and to still give it time...but I have known that she's my roommate for the past week and now I'm starting to get antsy. I told my sister that if I haven't heard from her by this coming Friday that I'll start to get desperate. I don't know what I'll do. I'll probably just freak out a little. Because right now I'm just left with the image I have from Facebook stalking her. Horses and country music. I'm books and rock music. I've ridden a horse once in my life and that is an experience I do not wish to repeat. There are a total of two country songs I can stand without feeling like I'm going to lose my lunch. I hope to God that her Facebook page is deceptive and she's not what I've imagined her to be. Of course, my Facebook page makes me seem like a shallow, emo music-loving, book nerd...oh wait, that's EXACTLY what I am. Damn... Ok. I need to stop freaking out and Facebook-judging people. You cannot judge a [face]book by it's cover.
[/end roommate rant]
So. Who wasted 7 dollars to go see The Last Airbender? I DID! It wasn't that bad. I mean, there were some redeeming qualities to the overall suckage. But it definately wasn't worth all the hype or the money it cost me to buy tickets and popcorn. If you're an ATLAB fan and wanted to go see the movie, I'd say wait until the DVD comes out and then Netflix it or something. Don't go see it in theaters or buy it. It's not worth it. I won't rant about it as much as I intended to because, let's face it, I could go on all day and you know me and rants; but, let's just say it was a disappointment and leave it at that...
[/end not rant about ATLAB]
So, anybody have any fun plans for the 4th? We're setting off small fireworks in our backyard. It's illegal to have anything bigger than sparklers or fountains in our state. It sucks, I know.
The Roommate Chronicles: Stuck in Limbo
So, this is more or less going to be me complaining about how I can't get in touch with my roomie. I'm starting to freak out a little. She's probably just on vacation and doesn't have access to her phone messages or Facebook. But I've tried desperately to get in touch with her. It's past pathetic. I've Facebook stalked the poor girl to death and I've called her house a couple of times today already. I'm also debating leaving her another message that actually has where I can be reached in the message... Last time I called I neglected to really give my cell number. I fail. Anyways, so I'm still stuck in roommate limbo, still waiting to hear back from her. I have officially run out of patience when it comes to not knowing my roommate. I, at least, know her name now and where we'll be living. [In the awesome dorm I wanted, by the way. For those who care. It's diagonally across a parking lot from the dining hall. Freshman 15, here I come.] So hopefully she calls me or messages me soon so that I no longer freak out about this roommate situation. Haha. I stress about some of the most ridiculous things.
The Roommate Chronicles: The Conclusion
So, this did not take nearly as long to sort out as I thought. Just got my final roommate assingment for freshman year!! THANK YOU! So I totally just left my roommate a message on her answering machine and I Facebook stalked her. Hopefully she'll get back to me soon so we can get to know each other. Right now we seem sort of different [I have gathered from my Facebook stalking that she likes country music and horseback riding] but I can't really know for sure until she calls me. So, please Roommate, call me back!! Haha.
It's so refreshing to have this sorted out. I'm just glad not to be stressed about it any more.
The Roommate Chronicles
Hopefully within the next week I'll be posting a new update excited about my new roommate. And I guess...if they can't change us, at least I didn't get a horrible roommate right off the bat. I know that we didn't want to live together but at least we know we can. We'd probably kill each other but at least we didn't get paired with some creeper who never leaves the room and goes through all your stuff...
I officially damned myself with those words.
I know a total of 2 people attending this college next year. One of which is my twin sister the other is a young woman whom I've danced with for almost ten years now. This young woman is not my type of girl. Let's just examine a few facts. I am, for all intents and purposes, emo/punk/goth/sorta indie, whatever. Label it what you will. I shop at Hot Topic, wear skinny jeans, have side bangs, like tattoos and have a few piercings and listen to alternative rock. This other young woman is a pageant princess. I kid you not. When you think of the stereotypical pageant girl, this girl is who you think of. She's dumb and condescending and thinks that just because Mommy and Daddy have good jobs and money she can do whatever she wants. Basically, she is my antithesis. The only thing she and I have in common is a love of ballet. But where I was methodical and precise about dancing and always tried as hard as I could no matter what, she didn't put effot into it and just banked on thinking that she was always the best therefore she didn't need to try.
Anyways, my ranting about her aside, I'm sure you all can guess what I'm about to say.
Got my new roommate assingment today. And, shocker, my new roommate is this girl. My mom came in with the mail, a big smile on her face, hiding the envelope behind her back and gave it to me. I was so excited [again] because I was thinking this is it, I finally have a new roommate, someone totally different who I can get to know over the summer. Anyway, I ripped into the envelope, read her name. And burst into tears. I don't even know where that overemotional response came from. Maybe it was just pent up emotion of a second disappointment. I don't know. But nonetheless I went and found my mom, she took one look at me, asked what was wrong, snatched the paper out of my hand and proclaimed, "I'm going to go call them and get this fixed." My mom knows this young lady as well as I do and she understood immediately why I was so upset.
I was already extremely worried that this girl would cling to me on campus because I'm familiar to her and she strikes me as the type to not be able to cope with change. And if she were to be my roommate I would never have rest. I know, for a fact, that she would hang around me constantly. And quite frankly, I want to actually meet new people...kind of thought that's what this whole college thing was sort of about.
So, my mom called the college and requested [another] room change. I'm starting to feel like such a high maintanence bitch when it comes to this whole room assignment thing. I don't want to seem rude about it; but I also don't want to go into college dreading living with someone and knowing even before we live together that I won't be able to stand my roommate. I should have just stayed with my sister. That would have saved me all of this woe. Dammit.
I guess in a couple of weeks I'll be posting that I got my third roommate before I even started college. My sister told me that third time's the charm, but I'm not optimistic about it anymore. I've been too disappointed in the past to be optimistic about it. So I guess I'll just forget about being excited because if I get too excited about it then I'll just have more of a let down. And I'm really tired of crying over this...
