Dear Lauren,

You said you would read my blog this summer. So this is a test to see if you'll follow through. The moment you see this, write these codewords on my wall on facebook: "I have a crush on Scott Business Nash!" and then I'll know!
I MISS YOU ALREADY!
and it's only been a week.
You're still in UTAH
and I sort of wish I was there too...
But actually I LOVE NEW YORK!
Don't forget to call me in July. I'll be freakin hecka mad if I find out you were 15 minutes away and didn't even bother to call!
I LOVE YOUR LITTLE STINKIN GUTS LOZZA!
your roommate for life,
Mia

ps I just remembered I never did get around to cutting your hair while you slept! curses.

Periodicals

I'm sitting in the periodical of the library. Because it's finals week, the library is open for extended hours until 2am. This is the time when procrastinator really unite! it's bizarre:
When you ride in a tiny 8x8 elevator squished next to strangers, you don't get off cheering and smiling at each other. No sense of comradory or fellowship develops at all.
You can stand in line at subway by someone for 20 minutes without even acknowledging that they're there.
But when you stay at the library until closing time, something changes. That glass wall you put up to keep people out shatters. The guy across the room is suddenly one of your best friends.
By around 12, the once jam-packed periodicals are clearing out, with some empty tables. by one, only a handful of the truly stalwart remain. The janitors start vacuming under your seat at about 1:30 and the tension in the room doubles. The clicking keyboards get louder both to compete with the noisy vacumes, and as everyone tries to finish up that paper and sprint to the finish line of the long race. at 1:50 they make their consistently friendly reminder that you must now leave the building or be arrested and fined. and then... they start the music.
Here's where the amazing change really takes place. all the tension completely dissipates. friendly greetings are exchanged along with pats on the back and high fives:
"..what you been working on?..." or, "...yeah these finals are killing me too.."
We form a support group for each other! that kid in the yellow baseball cap, kiddy corner my table cares that I do well on this test tomorrow. I believe it. I know he's got my back ..along with the creepy asian guy a few tables behind him.
It's this sense of fellowship and love that sets us apart and makes this elite little community. that, and our similar work ethic, and shared characteristic of procrastination...
Either way, I'm proud to be here.


"Mia (Colin) just got a new best friend. His name is FINALS."

CHEAAAP labor.

Tonight was the kind of night where I earned soo little at my lovely resturant/part time prison, that I stole the Strother's bookkeeping and tax pen from my apron pocket just to make me feel like my time spent there was possibly worth it. I mean, though they may only pay me freakin $2.15 an hour, they do, unbeknownst to the tightwad managers, throw in that occasional pen bonus. oh yaaaaaaah

also, a plug for Strother's bookkeeping and tax - if the pen is any indication of business quality and service, I would definitely trust my business to them. The pen is a fine inker.

also dos, what is it about prom dresses? a girl puts one on, and suddenly she's some horrible diva who needs lemon in her water and rolls her eyes at me? all the while the fine gent on her arm that she's flirting up a disgraceful storm with fishes around in his rich kid suit to find a couple quarters to tip me.

All i can say is the man I'm going to marry is going to know how to tip!!!!

8th best holiday - right after pioneer day I think? ya maybe.

So yesterday was April Fools Day. It is definitely not one of my favorite holidays. How many facebook statuses said "...is engaged!" or how many fake relationships popped up on my newsfeed. Really people? Not that clever! But I was thinking: How bizare if someone really did get engaged you know? Who would believe them? ha. that would be the worst. I would say no if someone proposed to me on april fools day - because i wouldn't want to have that every year. But this whole thought process made me remember last year april fools day - I broke my foot the day before, and so I came to school hobbling around. Of course no one believed me. "Oh april fools eh?" NO! they hadn't given me a cast yet, and I didn't have crutches, so it really didn't seem believable at all. Everyone made fun of me for just wearing a sock and insisting on stumbling around. But I wasn't just incredibly uncreative in my festive pranking, it was legit!
This year, first year out of home, living the crazy dorms, things got a little out of hand. Namely: someone stole The Duchess. that is going WAY TOO FAR! haha. my roommies went and destroyed my FHE brothers house i think - I was not involved in anyway, shape, or form. The fish and I were both completely innocent bystanders! So when The Duchess mysteriously disappeared, replaced by random signs and terrifying photos on facebook, we immediately assumed it was them. Colin and Spence mainly. But the culprit turned out to be...

JACOB NEWMAN!!

How bizarre!! Our friendly thai thai thai, brownie baking, hand signing, FHE father. But after some snooping, negotiations and matress stealing, she was safely returned and aside from the green milk, no lasting harm done.

glad it only comes once a year.