Borat Bomb Threat

As many of you know, my roommate Dyan and I really like Borat. For those of you who dont know who/what Borat is, look him up on Youtube. We named our plants Borat, Natalia, and Tisché (if you read my last blog, you'd already know that).

This amazing movie is set to come out in theatres Nov. the 3rd. We were so excited that a few days ago, we wrote "Nov. 3. It's going to be NIIICE!" on our window in large white letters with window chalk. We were just announcing to the world that Borat was coming out soon.

I came back to my room tonight and Dyan informed me that we had to either add more of an explaination to our window, such as "movie fun" or we could clean the writing off our window. Apparently, girls had been worried, confused, stupid and asked the dean's and RA's what was going on on Nov. the 3rd. There were rumors of bomb threats even.
Our window was even brought up in tonite's RA meeting. Insane.

Easy people, you just need to be a little more aware of pop culture. It's not a bomb. Suggested ammendments to the window included: Borat Movie, Nov. 3, It's gonna be nice" or my personal favourite, "Bitch Please! It's a Movie!"

Earth Friendly

As some of you may know already, my room is green and brown and tan. It's a relaxing change from what my room was last school year. I'll be honest. I'm not a big purple fan. (apologies to my x... Roommate that is..) This year, things are better. My room makes me feel good. I recently made a rather extensive pillow/throw purchase to re-vamp my bed into a gorgeous day bed/lounge area. It's so hot.

I have mentioned in a previous blog that I would like to try my thumbs out on gardening. I took a big step tonite at 10:30. Yes, I hit up walmart and bought a rather handsome plant that turned out to be three small plants. Other items purchased include premium potting soil, and another pot.

I re-planted them on the picknic tables in front of the College Store. If you find to you dismay that there is a pile of dirt where you'd like to study, I'm sorry. It's dirt. It happens. Ah the smell of soil.. dusty and light. A great experience. Hopefully Tisché, Natalia and Borat survive. (dyan and I have named them already!!!) Stay tuned for photos.

Backstabber

Yes. I am a loser. I lost my I.D. card already. I know it is ONLY the second week of school. Some how I managed it. Oh well. I'll at least have a better picture, whereas my last one was me running with my mouth open past the camera on my way to buy books for my first class...I'd like to take the time to point out that it was not an attractive portrait of who I am at all. (Please see the MASK for a more attractive portrayal).

Losing my I.D. card means that I can't get into my room at all... so last night when I came home (aka dorm) at 2:30 a.m. I realized that I couldnt get in my room. I called front desk thinking that one of the deans (who was just there when I walked in) would come up and unlock my door.

Apparently not. I guess it was necessary to call my poor sleeping R.A. to unlock my door instead of taking the elevator one floor up. Shame. Oh well, I guess that's what you get for showing up the rest of us with your goody-tooshoed-ness and getting to be an R.A. I guess I'm either too much of a free spirit, or the deans just think I'm a badass. Whatever. I thought it would have been a decent way to earn some money out of my already sleep deprived nights.

One dean here in particular reminds me of ... a snake? She (ok, i'm getting real specific here with the gender, see if you can guess who...) can be so nice to your face, and then just turns around and stabs you in the back... kind of like what I'm doing to her right now... Ok... bad blog topic.

I apologize for any deans who may or may not have read this but are just offended in general with who I am. I'm sorry and goodmorning.