Saturday, November 22, 2003
Ahh, I'm going to have just way too much fun with this....procrastination here I come!!!!
So the floor dinner, that was fun, mmmmm turkey, and suprisingly enough my F.C. (Thats floor coordinator for those that don't know), can actually cook....she made pretty good dressing, and hey anything is better than aramark, caf. food!!!!!!! I was on clean-up for the dinner....and anything that had mashed potatoes in it is brutal to wash!!!! Ah the memories of camp. Anyway, a little piece of advice, though I'm sure most of you know it....don't try to wash a can that had cranberry sauce (or any tin can for that matter) in it, like you would wash a normal glass or something....the sides are sharp, and you will cut yourself. Yes yes I know, how many times did I get told that as a kid, and of course last night I did it....there is a nice circular cut on my hand that really kinda hurts!
For the girls, you will be amazed a what a night of chick-flicks will do for you. I tend to cry in those kind of movies...and last night for once I wasn't the only one crying. My neighbor Alana was actually crying more than me, and for anyone that saw Pearl Harbour with me (Yes I know there was a lot of American patriotism in it....but it was still sad!!!!), would understand how much I cry in sad movies. I had forgotten how much I hate "Here on Earth" stupid girl picking the jerk over Josh....honestly what was she thinking????? But since all of us girls were in a chick flick mood, we decided to watch A walk to Remember after that....and got made fun of, of course, by all the guys whenever they walked by! Why can't there be more guys like Shane West's character (I have gone brain dead at the moment and can't remember his name....)...seriously....guys could learn so much about what girls want from watching a chick flick with them.
Well that is enough mindless rambling for now...hopefully I didn't put you to sleep! But I should really get back to getting some work done...*grumble...math assignment.....grumble*
****8 days till my birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!**** WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!
So the floor dinner, that was fun, mmmmm turkey, and suprisingly enough my F.C. (Thats floor coordinator for those that don't know), can actually cook....she made pretty good dressing, and hey anything is better than aramark, caf. food!!!!!!! I was on clean-up for the dinner....and anything that had mashed potatoes in it is brutal to wash!!!! Ah the memories of camp. Anyway, a little piece of advice, though I'm sure most of you know it....don't try to wash a can that had cranberry sauce (or any tin can for that matter) in it, like you would wash a normal glass or something....the sides are sharp, and you will cut yourself. Yes yes I know, how many times did I get told that as a kid, and of course last night I did it....there is a nice circular cut on my hand that really kinda hurts!
For the girls, you will be amazed a what a night of chick-flicks will do for you. I tend to cry in those kind of movies...and last night for once I wasn't the only one crying. My neighbor Alana was actually crying more than me, and for anyone that saw Pearl Harbour with me (Yes I know there was a lot of American patriotism in it....but it was still sad!!!!), would understand how much I cry in sad movies. I had forgotten how much I hate "Here on Earth" stupid girl picking the jerk over Josh....honestly what was she thinking????? But since all of us girls were in a chick flick mood, we decided to watch A walk to Remember after that....and got made fun of, of course, by all the guys whenever they walked by! Why can't there be more guys like Shane West's character (I have gone brain dead at the moment and can't remember his name....)...seriously....guys could learn so much about what girls want from watching a chick flick with them.
Well that is enough mindless rambling for now...hopefully I didn't put you to sleep! But I should really get back to getting some work done...*grumble...math assignment.....grumble*
****8 days till my birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!**** WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!
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