I finally got a new road bike!

Holding him for the first time haha.

Look at that beauty ;0)

Artificial Cherry

I grabbed some candy at the beginning of my day and kept it in my pocket to provide a snack periodically, potentially keeping my energy level up. By the time 5:40 rolled around,  I was sitting in N101 of Kingsbury anxiously waiting for my calculus teacher to get there to pass out the tests. I reached into my pocket and pulled out my last peace of candy: a dum-dum lollipop. How appropriate.

Isn't that a song already?

Highlight of my stay here in Durham, NH:

The rain that has been falling all day started freezing around 4:00. When Becky, Annie, and I were walking out of the MUB from the dining hall, we were going to take the ramp as usual but there was a big sign on the door that said "Ramp iced over, DO NOT USE"... so naturally, we went ahead anyway.

It was quite a funny sight. People were attempting to climb up the ramp by clinging onto the bars and failing miserably. While they were struggling, we were flying by as people laughed at our childish exclaims of happiness. We got to the bottom and Annie and I screamed in unison "I wanna do it again!"

The not-so-fun part comes just five minutes ago when I would have been better off using an ice pick to get to top of the hill at the library. 

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Some time has elapsed since I started writing this, and now I'm back from the library in the comfort of my own dorm in my sweet pants (phrase borrowed from Ryan) thanking god that my group actually got their act together and now I can relax for the first time since Saturday and watch The Office! :D

It's the simple things in life :')

"You are so, so strange"

I'll admit, sometimes I get carried away when I talk about my rat Franky, but he really is the most adorable and clever creature alive! My sister and I had the spontaneous idea this summer to purchase a couple rats from the pet store and save them from the snakes that they were going to eat them. We named them Sammy Davis Jr. Jr. (Everything Is Illuminated... go rent it) and Frank Sinatra (oOOh, rat pack, get it?). Sammy died after about a month from me being in college (from loneliness and being apart from his owner, I'm sure) but Franky is still alive and kickin'. 

As we speak he's running around my room, creating mischief, climbing all over my stuff and probably destroying something else that I own (he already got the duffel bag) while I do my homework (also known as writing useless stuff about my rat in my blog).

But he's so damn cute, I can't help but forgive that little face of whiskers :)

LOLrats

Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest..

This may sound lame (actually I know it sounds lame) but I think today I was able to pinpoint the day that I became an "environmentalist" of sorts, or at least discovered my profound love for nature.

I was walking back from chemistry exam in the torrential rain and wind when I crossed that little wooden bridge that goes over College Brook and noticed it was flowing faster than I've ever seen it. For some reason that song from Pocahontas song "Just around the river bend" got stuck in my head. Fast forward to the train ride to Woburn when I had my iPod on random and strangely enough "Colors of the Wind" came on (another song from that wonderful Disney movie). And of course, I knew all the words from when I was a little kid and I realized that even when I was six years old I was able to see the deeper meaning within the lyrics. Yeah, whatever, you can laugh because it's just a Disney song, but it's a damn good one.

In other news, I just came back from the most terrifying drive of my life which was way longer than it should have been. Neither of my parents were home so Ala and her boyfriend Bill had to come pick from the station. Mind you, Bill is a TERRIBLE driver and it was raining really hard and the sun had already set as well. So I was sitting in the back about to shit myself while Bill was doing 50 down main street in Wilmington and Ala was sitting comfortably in the passenger seat not phased at all. On top of fearing for my life, I also had to worry about my car, because my mom thought it would be a good idea to let Bill take my car instead of his. 

One more thing: every single time I come home, something is different about my room. It is hardly even recognizable anymore. A few changes here and there didn't really bug me, but now I have Ala's stuff all over one of my desks and the other one has HER computer and books all over it. So where am I supposed to keep my computer and stuff? I was already on edge and I kind of yelled at Ala about it, and she said, "What do you care, you don't even live here anymore." What the fuck? Apparently with her new bed and dresser in her room she has "no space" and will be occupying mine instead. Thanks for consulting me.

just when I thought I had nothing to talk about..

Both Jeff and I (simultaneously) searched long and hard (him in shops and me on the internet) for Boy Meets World on DVD and much to our avail, we couldn't find anything past season 2. Well it turns out, it was within my reach this whole time! Becky (one of my roommates) went home this weekend and happened to bring home season 3 which I am happily watching with her and Annie as I munch away on a mousse pastry from Panache  and attempt to study for my chemistry exam (which is going to destroy me) tomorrow. 

Life is grand! 

Fake tales from Durham, NH

Sometimes it's good to get a fresh start. I'm trying this out if only to work on my brevity. The problem with blogging for me is that I'm never overwhelmed with the urge to post something seemingly irrelevant, short, and concise, whether it is a rant or a random tidbit of my day. But it seems that when I start typing, I can't stop. And it's never anything interesting except to some sentimental sap like me, who likes to remember every single detail of every wonderful and miserable day.

So keep skimming.

Like I said, "I'll get over it."