Realizations

I have come to several conclusions about life. One. I am an adult. As shocking as that seems to some of you, it is true. I know, I know. You're all thinking "How in the hell did God let that happen?" Well, it did. Interestingly enough, I personally don't feel like I've changed all that much from this year to last year. I'm the same old Mandy that we've always known, just a year older. No big deal. Anyway, with my adult status, I have noticed how people still second guess my decisions that I make for my life. It's not like I'm still not a legal adult and I have to have parental/gardian approval for quite a lot of things. I can do what I want, generally speaking, and the only people who I really have to answer to are my self, the law and God. Personally, I think that I am a responsable, level headed, intelligent adult who is fully capable of making her own decisions and I don't need people to second guess me and make sure that I'm doing the right thing and that I've thought about all my options. I know what I need to do for me and I've thought about how that will effect myself, others, and my relationship with them. I don't need to be questioned; I need to be supported. Two: it is really difficult to leave a place that you've made your home and established yourself in. I have a home and a family here at Queens. We are supportive of each other, and keep one another in check. We have no problem of telling someone they're doing something stupid. And certainly there are people here who are more mature and wise than others, and there are some who are more innocent and niaeve. It's pretty awsome to have such a great community floor where everybody talks to one another and cares for one another and feels welcome in their rooms. I don't really want to leave it. I live here with all these other people, and my friend/family unit of sorts. It's rather dificult to know that you've got to leave all of this wonderfulness of love, care and support. I know, the thought from all of you guys is "but THIS is your home. WE'RE your family." And that is true, I am related to you by either blood or marriage, and I do have a room and food and I am welcome, but family is a support system. It's a network, a connection, between a group of people who love and care for one another, and will call some of its members out when they're being stupid, unwise, assholes. If there's anything I've learned from all of you, it's that. You don't really need to have any sort of blood or legal connection for that, just some sort of connection. Here at Queens with my group, ours is that we were all stuck together in Albright and we're freshman and new to this whole thing. This is something that I don't want to leave.

Murphy's Law

I'm assuming that you all know Murphy's Law: what could go wrong will. Well, everybody knows that one person who this applies to: everything bad imaginable happens to this person. Well, if you didn't think that you knew a person like this, you do now. It's me. And now you're all asking yourselves "What is she talking about?" Ok, so story-time.

It's Friday, and I get back to campus after watching Luke and go see the Vagina Monologues and I get flowers for no apparent reason. (Everything is going great so far....or so you think.) Well, in the middle of all this happyness I lose my phone. I cannot find my phone. Why? Oh, just because it was on vibrate AND had a low battery. By now, it is dead. And even if it wasn't, I couldn't hear it if I called it. So now I am phoneless, which means I am brainless and not connected. I feel naked...ok not really, but you get the picture.

So, Murphy's Law. All these amazing things happen, but you lose your phone. You lose your phone and it's on vibrate. You lose your phone and it's almost dead. Yeah....I really hate that law.

Ooops...

Sorry, it's been awhile since my last post. What can I say? I've been really busy. Snowdays, sick days, sunny days, days that papers have been due....you get the picture. Anywho...things here have been amazing. It's Spring Break and I'm having fun up here in Charlotte. (I'll be home on Friday...keep your pants on.) Yesterday I actually had a home cooked meal! REAL FOOD!!!! I don't think you people get it. The food in the cafe has been going downhill. Wait....that's lightly putting it. To be honest, it sucks! So any real food is amazing.

Ok, other news. Um....I have got a part in the next play that's comming up. The play is Black Comedy and I am Harold. Well...we're changing the character's name to Helen. It's going to be hilarious. *Hint hint: This means that you should come see it.*

Snow

It is currently 1:42 am, and here in Charlotte it is snowing. That's right guys, snow. No, seriously, I'm talking about the flaky white stuff that falls from the sky when it's cold. You know, frozen yet soft precipitation? It's sticking to the ground...well, the grass, trees, cars, cement benches and walls, roofs, gravel.....so far everything but the roads. As you all can guess, I am really hoping that it does stick to the roads. Why, you may ask. Because, sillies, that means that classes are canceled and we have yet another SNOW DAY!!! The days that all students from kindergarten to senior in college alike look forward to. And since I am in Charlotte, and they are much like Georgia here one single snow flake means that everything shuts down and people run out to the stores to buy up milk and bread.

On that note, why do people stock up on milk and bread when it snows? I mean, are milk sandwiches really going to save you in a blizzard? And did you know that before a hurricane makes landfall people stock up on plywood (as can be expected) and POP-TARTS! Why? I have no clue. I guess if they run out of plywood, they can finish boarding up their windows with pop-tarts.

Anyhow.....back to the fact that it's snowing here. It's so beautiful. I'm looking out my window right now and I can see these huge flakes falling and swirling in the cold air right before they hit the ground. It is one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen.

For future reference...I love snow. And I really love Charlotte.

New New New

Well, it's a new year, and a new semester with new classes full of new people. I must say that so far I am enjoying my classes; even though I've only been to three of the five. Unfortunatly in each of my three classes there is a shmuck. My English class, my Core class...all though Joel is in there to save me from death of the shmuck....or rather save him from being beaten to death by me. In second case, Joel would just watch me beat Ross down...oops. Ross is also unfortunatly in my English class. Please, somebody save me. And to further my three days a week with shmucks....the only male in Cover of Life is in my theatre class. I think I may end up shooting somebody......or at least beating someone down with a high heeled shoe. Oh well, at least things will be interesting this semester.

Albright Epidemic

There's an epidemic sweeping my building, and everybody who's gotten it has gotten sick. And yes, I am one of the victims. I have gotten sick with the cold that's ravaging my floor. Well, I'm looking at the fact that it could be worse and I could not be able to talk or move, and thankfully I can. I just have a sore throat, a cough, and a slightly stuffy nose. So, here's to the Day-Quill, cough drops, hot tea and chicken noodle soup, and hopefully I'll be better soon.

CORE...and then some.

A test. My first test in college. That is how today started off with. Well, to be honest, it started off hanging out with a friend and then dancing and singing with my roommate Laura into the wee and early hours of the morning. Needless to say, I liked the latter a whole lot better than the former. Well, my first test went well.....I think. I mean, I found all the questions quite easy. That means one of two things: either A.) I did really well or B.) I failed horribly. Way to go 50/50 chances! I would like to thank Rachael for the banner. I think it's adorable. Oh, and Robin, the other day I had clam chowder for lunch, and I loved it. See....yet another new food.