ArachnaFury!!

Wednesday, December 13th, 2006 02:34 am
I HATE SPIDERS!!! ARGH!!! I think tonight was the first time since moving here that I've actually missed home. No Daddy around to kill the bloody damn things for you. And this fucker was HUGE! And REFUSED to die!!! I spent at least ten minute (I know, because that's about how far I had to rewind my movie) trying to get the sodding thing off my ceiling, preferably dead. Thank god I finally bought a proper broom a few weeks ago. Not that I managed to pry its corpse down. No, the fucking thing decided to get showy and free-fall to danlge in front of my face. Charlotte this was not. Suffice to say, after my startled screech, I took a swing at it with the broom again, aiming for the nice flat wall. *Glares at wall* Both wall and spider were less than cooperative to my efforts. So, knowing that I would never sleep until it was curled up in a nice little gooey messy ball and flushed down the toilet, I fetched my ever handy dandy shoes and stomped! Even the spiders that occasionally like to venture up from Hell can't survive a nice little grind into the floor. *Sadistic smirk* Did I mention I HATE SPIEDERS!!! Anyway, now that I've ranted a bit, I think my heart has finally stopped racing enough for me to finally get to bed. *Sighs* Still have a final paper to finish and a math exam to study for. Seriously, who ever heard of SATURDAY finals!?! *Wanders off grumbling* So buying spider spray tomorrow. Or maybe some lavender and sage sprigs. Smell better...

Sudden inspiration

Wednesday, December 6th, 2006 04:05 pm
OOH! I want a Brita pitcher. Well, doesn't have to be Brita brand, really. 'Cept I do have those extra filters from my last one. Mom went and cleaned it out with bleach and now all I taste is bleach when I use it. Blech. Never got around to replacing it, and I'm ever so picky about the water I drink, so... Amazing the things you come up with when you're puttering around the kitchen. :D Well, off to hopefully finish my stupid writing project. Two more days. Just two more days till I'm shut of that woman. Just two more days...
OK, so there are a number of reasons that I'm finally posting again. OK, really two. First: I'M ALIVE! Second, someone *cough*Ki*cough* has been bugging me to tell her what I want for Xmas, so I'm just going to post my list here so I can just tell her to look it up. *Shameless grin* FYI, this list has also been given to the parental units, so it is advisable to consult my Mom it you're going to get anything on the list and make sure she hasn't gotten it already.

My Christmas List (In random order)
Videos:
"Doctor Who: Complete First Season" (2005)
"X-Men" Boxed Trilogy
"Pride and Prejudice" (A&E Mini-series)
"Lois and Clark: Complete Second/Third/Fourth Season"
"Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest"
Calander (With nice big squares for writing due dates and stuff in)
Books (These would be especially helpful to have as it is the reading list for one of my classes next semester):
Bunyan, "The Pilgrim’s Progress" (1678)
Haywood, "Love in Excess" (1719)
Defoe, "Robinson Crusoe" (1719)
Richardson, "Pamela" (1740)
Lennox, "The Female Quixote" (1752)
Johnson, "Rasselas" (1759)
Walpole, "Castle of Otranto" (1764)
Sterne, "A Sentimental Journey" (1768)
Burney, "Evelina" (1778)

Now that I've given you my list, time to give me yours!

Love and huggles all!
Totally stolen from DP. :D

Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

In March I pulled [livejournal.com profile] janurha's hair (-5 points). Last Saturday I gave change to a homeless guy (19 points). In January I turned [livejournal.com profile] isildur_42 in for eating carbs (3 points). In May I gave [livejournal.com profile] nikkiling a wet willie, then I took it back (-5 points). Last Sunday I helped [livejournal.com profile] dramaprincess87 across the street (6 points).

Overall, I've been nice (18 points). For Christmas I deserve a pony!

Sincerely,
Linauri

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*Snickers* I didn’t have to be nearly as good as DP, yet somehow, I deserve a pony. *Smirk* I could live with that…


Dear Santa...

Dear Santa,

This year I've been busy!

In June I pushed [livejournal.com profile] isildur_42 in the mud (-17 points). In February I committed genocide... Sorry about that, [livejournal.com profile] nikkiling (-5000 points). Last Tuesday I turned [livejournal.com profile] dramaprincess87 in for spitting (3 points). In April I helped [livejournal.com profile] ki_fors hide a body (-173 points). Last Thursday I helped [livejournal.com profile] lemon_kitty see the light (8 points).

Overall, I've been naughty (-5179 points). For Christmas I deserve a spanking!

Sincerely,
linauri

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*LOL* OK, I just find it frickin’ hilarious for some reason that uncapitalizing (it’s a word… cuz I said so…) my name makes me a very naughty girl… I wonder if I can request a spanker? OB maybe? *smirks and wanders away*

Random Update

Sunday, October 22nd, 2006 09:15 pm
OK, I'm totally avoiding writing my Lit paper, but I felt the sudden urge to update. OK, I really just finished catching up on all of your LJs and ran across something that I just had to share (thanks DP). Don't know how many of you will get it, beyond DP that is, and maybe I'm just that tired and hyper right now, but I thought it was funny.

http://www.wikiality.com/Michigan
2 FUCKING AM PEOPLE!!! I was ASLEEP!!! Dead to the world! And SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! Our *FUCKING FIRE ALARM* goes off!! No, we're not dying. No fire. IT'S A FUCKING DRILL!!! AT 2 FUCKING AM PEOPLE!!! SHIT is it loud, too. No fucking chance of ignoring it. Seriously. Next time, there better be a fucking fire, or I'm stuffing my fucking ears with cotton. ARGH!! And now that the noisy neigbors are no longer trundling past our apartment, I'm going back to bed. Better rant tomorrow.
I had a friend drop in tonight! Just drop in! It was so cool. Well, I say friend... I mean nearly so. I mean we haven't really gone out and done anything together outside of class yet. But it was so cool to have a friend-type person just dropo by out of the blue, just because they felt like it. I've never had a friend just drop by like that. *Mock glares at everyone* Of course, I've never actually lived close enough to any of my friends that they actually could drop by like that. Even when Ki moved down the road, it hardly seems fair to expect her to do that with a kid in tow. Still... *ponders* she had those days when the kid was tied to the tree... *Giggles* Anyway, it's just a random cool thing that happened today that I just had to share with someone, and since it's too late to call my mom, and I really don't want to open a conversation with my sister this late (the girl could give lessons on keeping a conversation going!). So, what it boils down to? You lot get another random update into the progress of my life. :D OK, so admittedly this happened a few hours ago, but I had a homework assignment due by 8, and then I got distracted, and come to think of it, I forgot to call my "cousin" tonight to see how she's doing stuck home after surgery... *Hangs head* I'm such a bad friend. *Perks up* But I do have a friend now! :D I think I'll find out more about her schedule on the weekends and see if she wants to catch a movie or something sometime. *Pouts* If they ever get any good movies in town... Well, I've had a rather exhausting few days, between the roomie and my new friend, I might be getting a cold, so I should get to bed soon and actually get some real rest. Getting up in the morning has been such a pain this week. *Pulls a face* I almost skipped Latin to come home and sleep today! Imagine, I was that tired that I considered skipping my favorite class! *Eyes wide* I really must be getting sick! That's it, lots of fluids, plenty of rest. Damn the rugrats tomorrow, they can do without me. Oh, crap, I have to go. It's my volunteer day! Well, at least the kids are fun to hang out with. So, now that I've rambled for, well, too long, I really am going. More soon, promise. :D

Love and huggles all!
Well, I'll just say right now that you people are completely useless. *Pouts* No help at all. Not even an opinion as to whether or not Girl Friday is a good name to use. *Sniffles* My friends are so mean to me. *Sulks*

On another note, I just got back from my first day actually working at the local elementary school that I've volunteered at. I had such a blast. I'm working with an after school writing club where we're going to be helping kids learn to write stories and get comfortable with being "authors". Aparently the 4th graders in our state have to take a writing test sometime just after Christmas break and the kids at this school have been doing rather poorly. Not out of lack of talent, just lack of knowing where to go with prompts like "What is your favorite color". To make matters worse, there is a high percentage of spanish speaking students at the school who arent' comfortable with English. So our job at the writing club is to help them get past the fears and obstacles they face so that when the get to the test later they'll be more confident of what they're doing and have a better chance at passing. Since not many of the volunteers from the university can make it to the Tuesday session, we just had writing related games for the most part where larger groups could be put together. My group ended up making books of their own, just simple things made of a large folded bit of construction paper filled with some colored paper and tied together through a hole in the spine, but they had such fun decorating them and filling them with little "stories" about what their favorite colors were and who their siblings are.

I was surprised at how easy it was to talk to the kids and enjoy myself. One little girl already seems to have imprinted herself on me, too. She kept running up to me in the middle of recess and hanging off my arm. She's such a sweetie. And another little girl decided to put me in her book as her favorite "teacher". There's one little girl in my group that strikes me as being a bit spoiled about getting her own way. It might be my imagination, but she was already in "boss mode" with the last little girl in my group, telling her what to write and draw. I've already pegged them as a pair that might want to be split up if it looks like the second girl isn't developing enough of her own ideas and things. One of the little boys in my group is going to be trouble, too. With him, it's more of a need to have some energy sucked out of him, though. And his tendency to spell english words using the spanish equivalent of phonetics will need to be worked on as well. My last little group member tends to keep to himself a bit, but he's more than happy to answer you when you start a conversation, so I think I'll just have to remember to give him equal time with the others.

I'm having such a blast, did I say that? I'm really looking forward to Thursday's session. :D

Well, I suppose I should be off to do the Latin homework that I ignored earlier. Food might be a good idea, too, before I get dizzy again. *Shakes head* I'm so bad about this sort of thing. Maybe I should buy a bunch of those ziploc containers and make up a few weeks worth of "TV" dinners to put in the freezer. I'm really good at heating things up, but I rarely feel like actually cooking, no matter how hungry I am. *Makes a face* We'll see... Well, off I go. Maybe I'll get online to chat with some of you before my housing board meeting tonight, definately after.

Love and huggles all!

HELP!!

Monday, October 2nd, 2006 11:09 pm
Some of you have already heard my pleas for cutesy-type name/title ideas for my position as a secretary of sorts to the housing board here in my building. I'm begining to regret joining. Anyway, I'm begging for your help. I need a title or I'll be stuck with "The Heather" in the housing constitution all year! So far the front runner for my title is DP's lovely suggestion of "Girl Friday". I kind of like her idea of using a famous secretary of some kind, TV/movie, etc. Anyone know of any others that might work for me?

Happy Home

Monday, October 2nd, 2006 10:53 pm
Man, can I just say that I love mediators, in particular my RA? After just sitting and talking to my roommate in a neutral environment where I knew that my concerns could be expressed fairly, I feel so much better about living here. We both told our side of the story and came to an understanding of the situation, setting some ground rules about visitors and opening the lines of communication. I admit freely that I shouldn't have let my own discomfort get so bottled up to the point of explosion, but I'm so damn shy... I think I'll do better now, after having her tell me that she *wants* me to tell her I'm uncomfortable with something so that we can work it out calmly next time. I suppose I was just afraid of not being heard, or being heard and ignored. *Chuckles in relief* God, looking back at the last week, it all seems so surreal suddenly. I know things are far from perfect and never can be, but my living situation is definately looking better. Roomie and I came back and actually talked together for nearly an hour after our mediated session, just clearing the air a bit more and hanging out. I even felt so relieved that things were fixed I gave her a hug. *Beams* Even typing this right now, I feel a little silly, like I'm overcompensating or something, but I've been wound so tight all week I just can't stop smiling now that it's over. The only shadow that hangs over my day is the knowledge that I probably bombed my Latin quiz this morning because I was too distracted to study properly yesterday (Exhibit 1- see multiple posts that come before this one :P).

Well, it's getting late, and I'm looking forward to a fairly nice and peaceful night's rest for the first time in a week. *Huggles all around* Some of you had better be around tomorrow so that we can talk. OH! I won't be on tomorrow. I forgot! I start my voluteer work at the local elementary school tomorrow. Still, it's only a couple of hours. And the housing meeting isn't until a few hours later, so I'll be around. Heh. Busy Tuesday. :D Well, see you round the 'net.

Love and huggles all!
So, I know it's too late to do anything about it, but I have to know. Below is the letter I left for my roommate. Is it too petty?


I’ve decided that I’m tired of doing dishes, so I have packed up my things and bought paper for myself instead. As for pots and pans, you will need to get your own, because one of my pans was ruined (a 6 inch tefal frypan - $30). To this end, I would appreciate it if you would not use the few utensils that I have not packed. In packing my dishes, I separated the cupboards and drawers. My silverware is still in the top drawer, I have left the second and bottom ones to you, and the cupboard with the towel holds my things, while the one to the right I leave to you.
As you can see, I have moved my desk into the living room. I was feeling cramped in the corner. Please don’t unplug my Ethernet, as there is a perfectly useful connection in the bedroom for your portable laptop, unless you wish to purchase a splicer. Aside from this, I took great pains to keep your things where they were, don’t worry. The phone is in the bedroom so that calls can be more private. I’ll see you when you get back.


*Winces* I shouldn't have said that bit about the computer, should I? Damn, it sounds worse every time I read it. *Wanders off to formulate a suitable apology* Mediation can't come soon enough.

Bedtime blues

Sunday, October 1st, 2006 11:49 pm
So, my roommate just breezed through here, finally setting an appointment for our mediation session to get this thing between us settled, before waltzing back out again. She's the one who's been giving me the silent treatment all week, refusing to talk, getting defensive and angry when I do manage to get two words out to her about how I feel, and yet I'm the one who's left sitting in the apartment alone, feeling as though I just kicked a puppy. Well, that's not entirely accurate, I suppose. I just feel sad, but without the guilt factor involved in puppy kicking for a change. I guess I'm just sad that things had to happen the way they have. I know it was wrong to yell at them when I found him still here at midnight last Monday, but that doesn't mean that my concerns weren't valid. I just wish we could have sat down and talked like rational adults rather than ending up with me sitting alone here every day for a week wondering when she would cool down enough to talk, wondering in passing what sort of horrible things she was saying to her future in-laws about me, what sort of poison the fiance was pouring into her ears about how mean and unreasonable I was being despite the fact that until Saturday I had made every effort to remain calm and reasonable about the situation when I was around them. I wonder if the letter I left her yesterday was what finally spurred her to set an apointment with the RA? *Winces* I felt so catty when I wrote it, and even after pinning it to the messae board I wanted to rip it down and try again, but my mother convinced me it was fine, that I needed to be firm. Ki, on the other hand, said otherwise. Maybe I was too harsh, even in the parts where I was justified. *Shakes head* I sense another sleepless night ahead. *Winces* Good thing my Latin teacher plans to drop our lowest quiz score...
So, sometime in the last half hour or so my nerves finally calmed down to the point where I can actually concentrate on my homework without jumping everytime the outside door opens (my apartment happens to be right next to the door that leads out the back of the building, and the walls can seem super thin around here). On a completely random note, I've decided that in order to avoid the need for learning Spanish to get a job around here, a new language should be invented that is an amalgam of every language in the world and then everyone should be forced to learn that language from birth. If we did that, no one would need special treatment in school, and there wouldn't be any complaints about wasted money on special classes and translators and other crap like that. *Grin* Aren't I a little dictator?

Latin, Scmatin...

Sunday, October 1st, 2006 06:09 pm
As you can see, I'm avoiding my homework again. I really should do this more often, too, as it seems to be the only way I actually get around to updating this thing. This time, however, it's more of a 'can't focus' than a 'don't want to' sort of avoidance. The roommate came home earlier with her soon to be mother-in-law and began unloading a set of newly acquired dishes of her own, since I had packed up all of mine and decided to paper plate it for the rest of the term rather than risk anymore of them getting ruined. Well, for some reason, my first thought when seeing this woman was "I wish Mom was still here." I just suddenly wanted my own mother to be there as a buffer. *Sighs* For want of an hour, yeah? The woman was cordial enough, even joked with me a bit about the horrors of exams and homework while they unpacked, but something about her just made me all nervous again. Maybe it's because she's the fiance's mother and he makes me so nervous, therfor by extension so does she. Maybe it's the thought of how protective my own mother is of me and how few pieces a person is in after she's done defending me that had me wondering if I was about to be on the recieving end of the 'mother bear' routine for a change and how well I'd be able to hold me own even knowing that I was in the right. *Makes a face* Whatever the reason, I've been jumpy ever since they left more than two hours ago, and I can't for the life of me concentrate on studying for my Latin quiz in the morning. I keep jumping from one task to another without sticking to anything for long. *Shakes head* I've got to get back to studying somehow, though.

Next avoidy break: What the hell am I talking about? What went wrong with the roommate...

Roommates suck

Sunday, October 1st, 2006 03:55 pm
OK, so I don't want to badmouth my roommate in particular, but sharing a single bedroom apartment can really suck. I mean you really have no corner of the place to yourself. And when a certain someone has her 'other half' over so much that it feels like a second roommate... *sighs* And for those of you who know my avoidiness habit, yes I did speak up finally. Oh boy, did I ever! My desk (until yesterday) has been in the bedroom since the begining of term, and I have a tendency to study with my headphones on. Well, I came out of the bedroom at midnight, planning to get ready for bed and all, and her fiance was still here with her, eating dinner! At midnight! On a school night! I finally lost it and kinda lit into them, starting a chain of events this last week that has had me alternating between just plain pissed and shaking with nerves. Phone. More later.

I'm Alive!!

Sunday, October 1st, 2006 03:03 pm
Yes, for those of you out there wondering, I am indeed alive. Just thought I'd drop a quick line before posting a longer update later. Quizes to study for and all that. Promise to give lots of new when I take a break.

Lin

Birthday Blahs

Wednesday, September 6th, 2006 03:48 pm
*Singing half-heartedly* Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to me, Happy Birthday to meEEEE, Happy Birthday to me... *Sighs* I'm so bored, and to make matters worse, I have homework, and a latin quiz to study for... not that that last one is all that bad, but still... *pouts* I don't wanna do homework today. I just wanted to sleep in and then vegitate with some good old "Doctor Who" (1st season, not 2nd, still too depressed to watch the "New New Doctor" without getting sniffly). *Makes a face* I suppose I'd best get my homework started. I've still got to get my lit stuff emailed by 8pm. *Pouts* Off I go... really... soon... here I go... FINE!!! I'm going. *Shuffles off, sulking*
OK, so I'm a bad girl. I finished dl'ing the rest of season 2 of the new "Doctor Who" over the weekend, so I got all excited and started watching them the minute I finished my homework (I knew I'd be no good for it *after* watching them). Well, it got late while I was watching them last night, and I had to go to bed with two episodes left to watch, otherwise I'd have never been able to get up for class this morning. So far, so good (sort of). I got home from class a few hours ago, and I've got a ton of stuff to do today. None of it very time consuming, just has to get done before 4-5 o'clock for the most part (office hours and all that). Well, I got a good start on stuff for all of about an hour, then I decided, "Oh, hell, it's barely noon, I can afford to watch the rest of DW before running my errands or finishing my Latin." So I did. I watched the last two episodes (single story arc, had to watch both), and now I'm too f***ing depressed to do anything. *Sobbing* I HATE BILLY PIPER!!! I hate that she left the show, because that meant they had to write her out, and I hate how well they did it. *hic-cough* The end was so bloody damn well written, too. *Brave sniffling* I swear to God, if my roommate and her fiancee weren't in the other room, I'd be bawling right now. I HATE THE DOCTOR WHO WRITERS!!! NOW WHO'S GOING TO HOLD THE DOCTOR'S HAND!?! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! *Runs off to wallow in misery*
Quick FYI I should probably mention. My parents are using my old AOHell account at their place, which of course includes AIM, so if you see LadyLinauri online on any day but Saturday (possibly Friday after 3pm), it's not me, especially if QueenLinauri is on at the same time, since that's the one I use here at school. Just thought some of you ought to know, so you don't go trying to chat up my parents and wonder why I'm not talking back.

Cheers,
Lin
OK, so, as the title says, I'm currently avoiding the last of my Lit homework, but I figure I've got the rest of the night to finish the 10 pages of reading, so I can afford to finally update this thing for the moment.

Geez... where to start? I've been at school for nearly two weeks now, and so much has happened. Orientatin was a blast, but *very* busy! I ended up skipping quite a bit, though, because I was forewarned about most of it being boring speeches. Good thing about the warning, too, since it gave me time to unpack, rearrange the apartment's furniture to my liking (and the roomie's too, of course), spend an afternoon at the state fair that just happens to be here in town, go shopping for this month's groceries, and a whole bunch of other stuff that I can't recall in detail that wasn't a part of the regular orienation stuff. There were other things last weekend that I could have skipped, but didn't want to - BBQ's (Hey! Free Food!), library orientation (short, stuff I already knew, but YAY! Free travel mug!). All in all, it proved to be a busy, but lazy weekend. When I wasn't running around campus, I actually had the time to sit and watch movies and stuff.

Lessee... classes. I started classes last week, too. My first class was my Critical Reading and Writing class. I was really looking foreward to this one, cuz of all the short stories and plays and stuff that it looked like we'd be reading over the semester. Then I got there. Now that's not to say I don't like the class, but so far I've come away feeling like a bit of a dunce each morning. It's kinda funny, because at my old school (and I'm not saying this next bit to sound concieted, just illustrate my point), I was always one of the top students in any of my classes, especially my Lit ones. I especially enjoyed class discussions, because I ejoyed debating the works that we were studying, and usually I was something of a discussion leader (my drama lit class, I even felt like I dominated the "discussion" most of the time, because no one else ever really spoke up!). Here, on the first day of class, I thought, "Yay! A class full of 'me'!" because *everyone* spoke up and participated in the class discussion, but by the end of class, I was feeling almost like the class dunce or something. Not only had I felt particularly slow that morning, but I was very disapointed to learn that the only thing we would be studying for the entire first half or more of the semester was *poetry*! Now don't get me wrong, I enjoy the odd poem (about once a decade) and Shakespeare ROCKS, but I tend to tire of poetry rather quickly. Spending the next 6 weeks or more analyzing and picking it apart... HELP! *Sighs* I have a feeling this is going to be a very long semester for that class.

Luckily, I have 3 other classes to balance my semester out. Funny thing is, the ones that I expected to be my least favorite are turning out to be my favorite, and vice versa... so far. I'm was actualy very relieved to find that my math class is looking to be rather "bonehead" compared to the last couple that I took at the community college. That's not to say it will end up being easy (though so far it is... I mean, seriously, voting schedules?), but it doesn't look like getting an A out of this class will be all that hard as long as I keep up. The only annoying part of math last week was finding out I'd bought the wrong book for it, then returning it and finding out the bookstore was out of copies of the one I needed. After special ordering, I did get a copy by Friday, but that didn't do me any good for getting the homework done in the meantime. Luckily, the teacher was really great and let me come to his office and borrow his for the reading, telling me I could wait till the weekend to catch up on the exercises (he promised he wasn't going to be checking the homework just yet). I think I'm actually going to like this class... so far as one can like any math class, that is. :D

I'm still undecided on my creative writing: fiction class, however. I like the teacher... at the moment - but she has shown the potential to become rather annoying in the next few weeks. She already had us writing a short story for Friday that just about killed me to write because, a) I hadn't written anything but research papers for the past two years, and b) the first line that we were required to use kept sticking me up. Seemed like I couldn't get past the first paragraph for the longest time. Even after I finally got a story written, it was more of a Doctor Who fanfic than anything else (of course I tweaked it during editing to disguie that fact to keep any non-Who fanatics from recognizing this). What really bugged me (OK, embarrassed is probably the better word to use) was that she required us to read our stories out loud in class, and mine was so cliche and corny... God, I hated it! I did much better with this weekend's assignment, though, so I think I just needed to get back into writer's mode or something. The teacher... *sighs* I don't know. I think part of the reason she kinda bugs me is that she found out I used to play the violin, and ever since then has been making comments - *in class* - about how she wants to get me to play for the class at some point. *Shudders* God, I hope I can avoid that.

To end on a happy note, I *LOVE LOVE LOVE* my Latin class. I get such a kick out of the fact that our teacher is German, teaching us Latin, in English! *Giggles* He's realy great, too. Funny and practical, we spend each class reading from a play and translating it line by line, and we were doing this on the first day. It's great! We don't just sit there learning how to decline and conjugate verbs (though he does pause to point these out when we hit a new verb in the reading), we just read and work out the meaning of each word as a class based on it's similarity to modern english words or how it fits into the context of the sentence or something. It's such a great class! Even the homework is easy... well, compared to the rest of my classes, at any rate. *Happy sigh* I love Latin class :D

So, what else is there to say about my life in the last couple of weeks? Oh! The roommate! Let's see, she's from the Ukraine, irritatingly tall and skinny (God, can you switch our brains, so I can have that body?), but really sweet and nice. We're getting along quite well so far, though there is this one sticky point for me. See, she has this fiance that goes here, too (apparently they met when he visited her country last year). Now, he's really nice, and I actually like him, but... well, he just seems to be here *all* the time! I mean, he's actually been here till after I've gone to bed a couple of times, which actually makes me rather uncomfortable. They've practically taken over the living room, though to be fair, I've rather taken over the bedroom, since that's where my desk ended up. It just makes it a bit difficult for me to lounge in front of my own TV when I'm not doing homework. *Shakes head* I figured he was just helping my roomie get settled into living here during that first weekend, which is all great, and we didn't have classes to worry about yet, so I was perfectly fine with his being around so much (I was usually on the 'net with my new ethernet connection anyway :D), but now that classes have started, I'm starting to think I may have to put my foot down. He's not here *as* often, but it's still the better part of our day when we're not in class. He seems to be helping her with her homework part of the time, which is great, but what's wrong with his place once in a while, too? *Shakes head* I'm giving it another week while we all get settled into our routines here before I say something about his staying so late, and really being here so much everyday. I don't want to be mean, but it's *my* apartment, too.

:P Well, I've wasted a half hour writing this thing, and avoiding my lit homework, so I suppose I'll sign off now. I've pretty much covered the hightlights anyway. I'll try to get updates in more often from now on (maybe when I'm avoiding homework again), so I'll still be around.

Love and huggles all,
Lin

OH! Next time... matriculation ceremonies and stupid orientation groups!

June 2008

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