“She’ll let you out early…”
by V.E. on August 31st, 2005
filed under entertainment, favorite, school
OMFG.
On the way to my first class of my first class of the semester this morning, I was walking in front of two freshmen (girls) who happen to live on my hall. This is what I heard them saying as they walked to THEIR first classes of their first classes of the semester.
Girl #1: Oh man, my Russian class is an hour and a half long.
Girl #2: Yeah, so is my American Lit class. But don’t worry, the teacher will let you out early.
Girl #1: You think?
Girl #2: Yeah, no sweat. And mine probably will, too. I mean, how long can someone talk about American Lit in one day?
Girl #1: True, and I’m taking Russian for God’s sake. How long could anyone talk about that?
I nearly fell over and died laughing.
I cannot believe that conversation.
Welcome to college, class of 2009. You’re not in Kansas (or high school) anymore.
Update
by V.E. on August 30th, 2005
I no longer need to borrow a towel. I’ve got my stuff from storage and it’s now littering my room. AND, I’ve taken a shower (finally!). The only thing I’m missing now is my roommate, who has already told me she won’t be back (at least not this semester). I have tried to request another roommate (trust me, I NEED one), but the college won’t hear of it until she’s officially on a leave of absence.
So I’m wondering, If I know already, why don’t YOU guys know? I NEED a roommate, here.
Baka no F&M.
I’ve arrived!
by V.E. on August 30th, 2005
filed under personal, school, thoughts
YAY. THANK YOU, ROBYN, FOR PICKING ME (and Pedro, my friend) UP AT THE TRAIN STATION YESTERDAY. *breathe* You were a lifesaver.
I have no bed sheets, towels, roommate, or computer… But I DO have a room (106 Mull)! HAH! That’s a start.
I put all my room stuff in storage at the beginning of the summer and now I…
- don’t know how to retrieve it
- don’t know where it was stored, except for the name of the place
- can’t take a shower until I have a towel to dry off with
- really really wish I could take a shower
- am sleeping on what reminds me of a psych ward bare mattress until I get sheets
- really do NOT like being reminded of the psych ward
OKAY, now that THAT’s over with… Would anyone mind letting me borrow a towel so that I can take a shower? I will wash it (if you like) before giving it back.
Also, I made some observations during my 16 hour trip from Cali to Penn. They’re in a post of their own, which is backdated to 29 August 2005 at 5:04 AM.
“Shipwrecked” lyrics
by V.E. on August 30th, 2005
SONG: Shipwrecked
BY: Spacehog
I wonder as I wandered
Do you wonder me?
I always sit, and think of you
And smile in memory
CHORUS
So if you raise a glass
To love you passed
Raise a glass to me
Cause I’m lonely as a sailor
Ship Wrecked on the sea
I always thought the captain’s wife
she’s the one for me
she may not be a painting
but she’s the one for me
CHORUS
And as the stars fly by me
So the ocean binds me
And I’m as lonely as a sailor
Ship Wrecked on the sea
Observations made during my trip…
by V.E. on August 29th, 2005
filed under entertainment, favorite, fyi, thoughts, writing
… sometimes in the form of advice. Total observations: 50
Yes, I actually DID experience all of these,
General:
- Murphy’s Law applies.
- Do not act entitled to any more than you paid for; you will only irritate the flight or ground crew and annoy the other passengers.
In the terminal(s):
- Specified smoking areas are ingenious.
- Airport terminals are excellent places for coming up with news story ideas/characters.
- Apparently, even two year olds can be terrorist suspects (and detained as such).
- Arguing with security will not get you (or anyone else) through the line any faster.
- Acting confused, elated, high, depressed, erratic, et al, won’t help either.
- You will taxi for AT LEAST 20 minutes before taking off AND after landing.
- The person who taxis the plane to the runway (and who holds the taxiing flashlights) will inevitably be a male around 15 years old who uses his directors as lightsabers and drumsticks simultaneously — and who looks good doing it.
- If there is only one flight delayed in the whole airport, it’s yours.
- It will be raining at your final destination when you get there — even if you’re going to the hottest, driest place on Earth.
- Anyone who tries to get you to do anything for them (or who tries to sell anything to you) is underage, homeless, or both.
- If there is a ‘terminal evacuation’ (or an in-flight emergency), breathe deeply, remain calm, and stay out of the way; you are the only one who will.
- It is okay to be anxious about flying for the first time and to ask for help; it is NOT okay to make a scene at the gate and prevent the rest of the passengers from boarding.
- If you talk about hijacking a plane before you board, you will not board.
- The plane WILL leave without you.
On board/In-flight:
- The flight deck is located at the front of the aircraft, and federal law requires the crew to tell you so.
- Passengers are always loaded on the left side; luggage on the right.
- People will talk as loudly and as often as they want to — even if you’re on a red-eye.
- The stewards (and/or stewardesses) don’t actually care if you read or listen to the safety information.
- Books, magazines, and iPods are a godsend; Gameboys and PSPs with the sound turned all the way up are not.
- There are decent people on your flight, but they are not sitting anywhere near you.
- If there is any overhead storage space left, it is as far away from your seat as possible.
- If there is a very large person, a mother with a small child, or anyone who drools/snores in their sleep, they will be seated next to you.
- If there is a mother with her small child next to you, the child will sneeze/cough/puke on you OR poke/pull your hair/face/clothing/jewelry OR do any combination of these activities.
- Drunken frat boys on your flight WILL hit on you, no matter how curt you are with them.
- There IS such a thing as asking too many questions.
- Smoking is not allowed on board, but that doesn’t stop passengers from doing it.
- The one time you do not have baggage to put under the seat in front of you, the person next to you will have extra.
- If you are on a red-eye, your overhead reading light will not work.
- If you are not next to the window, the person who is will keep the shade lowered the entire flight.
- If you are not in the aisle seat, the person who is will give you a dirty look every time you get up for something — even if it’s only once.
- If you are not sitting in the middle seat, the person who is will have symptoms of a contagious disease.
- There are no atheists on any flight — especially when there is turbulence.
- If there is a nice person sitting next you, s/he will not speak your language.
- If you have a pack of chewing/bubble gum, people will subconsciously pick up on this fact and ask you for a piece.
- You cannot keep the pillow/blanket they give you at the beginning of the flight.
- If you move a lot or cuddle in your sleep, do NOT fall asleep.
- Deodorant is your friend; heavy perfume/cologne is not.
- Acting slutty and/or jerking off in the lavatory mid-flight does NOT admit you into the ‘Mile High Club’.
- If you are an overly large passenger, don’t be offended if the people around you ask to be reseated. It’s not that they don’t like you; however, you may be squishing them.
- Hitting on the stewardess does NOT mean you’re entitled to extra peanuts, or that you’ll get them.
- ‘Travel pillows’ are not sufficient for sleep.
- There is no such thing as a ‘reclining seat back’, just a seat back that hits your elbow every time the kid next to you decides to re-adjust.
- If you did not specify a seating preference upon buying your ticket, you will be seated in the middle over the wing.
- “But I wanted a seat near the lavatory for my five year old daughter” does not count as a seating preference.
- Do not complain about how terribly the pilot is flying to the other passengers or the crew.
- They cannot fix the situation.
- If you hate flying, don’t fly.
- If you ARE a pilot yourself, you know how bad it COULD be, and this isn’t that bad.
- Do not threaten to sue if they don’t have your favorite beverage on board. They are operating an airline, not a soda fountain.
Snagged from Rachel
by V.E. on August 28th, 2005
filed under quizzes/surveys
1. Lady V
2. Vi
3. Eve
Three parts of your heritage:
1. German
2. English
3. Scottish/Irish
Three things that scare you:
1. dying alone and/or dying lonely
2. asphyxiation
3. being unloved
Three of your everyday essentials:
1. sleep (preferably while lying down)
2. computer with internet access
3. comfy clothing
Three things you want in a relationship:
1. mutual love
2. respect
3. sexual kinks
Two truths and a lie:
1. I’ve starred in a porn.
2. I HAVEN’T starred in a porn.
3. I like roller coasters that make me feel like I’m flying.
Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeal to you:
1. collarbone
2. hands and fingers
3. hair long enough to run my hands through
Three things you want to do really badly right now:
1. GET RID OF MY *purely evil* COUGH AND SNIFFLES
2. move all of my friends to one coast or the other
3. visit Bennett
Three places you want to go on vacation:
1. Ireland (you and me together, Rachel!)
2. Japan
3. Germany
Three cereals that kick ass:
1. Grape Nuts
2. Raisin Bran (Kellogs brand, esp.)
3. Kix
Three favorite books/movies:
1. Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert Heinlin
2. stuff about pirates!
3. Beauty & the Beast
Three reasons to stay home from work/school:
1. being sickly… like I am right now! *cries*
2. partying the night before!
3. SEX!
The last three funniest things you saw/heard:
1. basically all of mousapelli’s lj entries. YAY!
2. “More bars in more places.” (quoth John)
3. Pirates of the Caribbean: the Curse of the Black Pearl
Three Last Words…
1. “I love you.”
2. “Ciao.”
3. “Thou art God.”
I have grand news!
by V.E. on August 28th, 2005
filed under fyi, health, personal
I only got 95 spam emails in the last 24 hours!
Okay, well, to some people, that wouldn’t be grand at all, but trust me, I used to get four or five HUNDRED over the same time period.
In other, also interesting news… I got four phone calls today from FOUR DIFFERENT PEOPLE. It’s usually like this:
*looks at phone* FOUR missed calls? Who the fuck?
*checks missed calls* ALL Bobby again? Damnit, Bobby.
*sigh* Well, at least I’m loved.
But TODAY it was like:
*looks at phone* FOUR missed calls?
*groan* I bet they’re all Bobby. Again.
*checks missed calls* OOOOOOOH. One from some random lady in PA at SIX FORTY-FIVE AM… Well, okay, it WAS 9:45 AM in PA, but STILL.
*moves on* OOOOOOOH. One from Steven, one from Nathan, and… one from Bobby.
Okay, I’m being a bit hard on Bobby, and to his credit, I usually tell him to give me a call… But either he doesn’t get it or I need to stop saying that. I mean, ‘a call’ means ONE call, doesn’t it? He knows me well enough to know that he should take what I say word for word.
Silly Bobby.
ALSO, I’m still sickly but am getting MUCH better. I only have to use HALF a box of Kleenex instead of a whole one, like yesterday and the day before. Please send me all your healing vibes so that I’ll survive the plane/train trip and will be able to make it to my first day of classes.
