Skip to main content

Goodbye Rock!

Well, I found a roommate. I waited just a little bit longer and BAM! We instantly clicked and are now roommates. I hope all goes well! My freaking out melt down is officially over. Shabam! I no longer am a desperate teenage boy who falls in love with rocks. I'm a sophisticated girl who has taste and can wait for that big fish. Man, my metaphors are weird today. I might have confused my roommate earlier with my metaphor about how immuno deficiencies. Or how I got in trouble for googling if fertilized animal eggs will grow in human uterus's. Hey. I wasn't the only one who googled it because the answer was on Ask Yahoo. It's no for those of you scared of googling it.

The bestby's leaving on Saturday for a family vacation. I'm going to miss him sooooo much but it's only for a week. I have to keep telling myself that. It's only a week, it's only a week. It's only a week! But I'm going to miss him. He's my bestby! I attempted to throw his suitcase from the second floor yesterday but he kind of stopped me from doing that. Instead I put a sign on his suitcase that said TOXIC POOP! DO NOT USE! and put it on his dad's desk. I asked today if his dad properly disposed of it.
"If by properly dispose you mean, put back in my room." Sigh. My plan didn't work. But I have a surprise set up for him and I'm really excited about it, so I shall distract myself with that.

It's storming outside. Colorado had some more fires starting today. As much as I don't like storms, I hope it rains enough to put the fires out and cool things off.
Labels:

Comments

  1. Laura RaffertyJune 27, 2012 at 4:40 PM

    Hooray, you found your roommate!! I was getting a bit worried after that last post!! :)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. KyleeJune 27, 2012 at 5:02 PM

      I know it was very stressful!!! Thank you! Thanks for finding my blog! :)

      Delete
  2. UnknownJune 27, 2012 at 4:42 PM

    Oh, girl. Finding roommates can be SO hard!! I'm glad you found someone that worked out. Hopefully you get along the whole year!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. KyleeJune 27, 2012 at 5:04 PM

      I knoooow! It was way different than I thought it would be! I hope so! Thanks so much! Congrats on the baby!!! :)

      Delete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Racism, stereotypes, and plain ole judging

Being in a class dedicated to the idea of migration has really kept the idea of racism on the brain. In elementary school, the idea of racism was so defined to me, thinking people are better than others based solely on the color of their skin. It wasn't until middle school after reading many books that I realized racism wasn't jut as issue of black versus white, rather it applies to all cultures. In high school I was actually shocked to here racist statements from people I loved. All the sudden this issue became personal somewhat. (My favorite statement was from a little girl who said, it should be illegal for Mexicans to have babies. I guess I can't have kids then.)  But it wasn't until last week when we did an activity in my public health class that I realized that I myself was being racist as well. Now, this is something I am not proud of. I'm very embarrassed actually and that activity was humbling. Why am I writing about this? Because, it's som...
1 comment
Read more

Toxic Masculinity

It seems like forever ago that they released that Gilette ad about toxic masculinity. I watched as people I'd grown up with freaked out about it, saying that it said that men need to be like women, and that it condemned masculinity altogether, along with other things. I crafted post after post to write on my social media, but in the end didn't bother writing anything. I didn't feel like arguing with people. But I had to share my thoughts somewhere, so here they are.  To me, toxic masculinity is exactly what it says-- ideals of masculinity that are toxic. It's telling your son that he needs to suck it up and not cry. That he can get away with more than girls because 'boys will be boys.' The idea that he can't read or watch certain media because it's "for girls." At the same time, girls are asked to watch things that are "for boys" all of the time. It's the idea that men need to repress their feelings. That they can't be sc...
1 comment
Read more

Little Bit o Writing Monday

The beginning of my short story for class.  When Dora's son tugged on her pants leg, the last thing she expected was to see him holding a tooth. A tooth that clearly did not belong to him. She was no dentist, but she was smart enough to know the colossal thing couldn't have come from Mark's mouth. “Mark, where did you find that?” Dora scolded. “In the backyard.” “Show me where,” Dora commanded. Excited, Mark ran out to the backyard, Dora following on his heels. He led her over to the back of the yard, to the particular corner that couldn't be seen from the kitchen window. There, her other two children were gathered around a hole in the ground. Hole was an understatement though, they'd obviously been working on this, pit, for quite sometime. If there had been no tooth, Dora would have sat the kids down and explained how digging holes this deep was dangerous because of all the water, electric, and who knows what else lines were under the ...
1 comment
Read more