Finals blues

Here we go.

I am only writing in this to avoid cramming never-ending Arabic vocabulary into my head. Someday, I will be able to write steadily. Here are some highlights from this semester:

I moved into an apartment with wonderful roommates. We are poles apart, but we compliment each other nicely.

Jayk is STILL bumming around in Hawai'i playing his guitar on Hukilau beach while I rock myself to sleep every night.

Beyonce is a topic of interest that occupies us during study breaks. We tried to learn Ego....kind of failed. We are not nearly as sexy. We also attempted waking up early to learn Tahitian dancing and hip-hop, courtesy of Amber....failed as well. We excel at eating and making neighbors angry because of our constant noise. One time, Joni was dancing on top of a nightstand and fell almost breaking the lights of the neighbors below us.

We share beds. That's right. We have six king-sized beds, but we share due to the Arctic weather and paper windows in our apartment. Gotta love that body heat. Most nights, I sleep with Ynna. Amber, Joni, and Ally sleep on one in another room. On weekends and special sub-zero occasions, we join our warming forces into one bed. It is surprisingly comfortable.

We roll lumpia weekly and keep it stocked in our freezer in case of an emergency.

Political Science 200 has made me weep multiple times. Current events and languages are my fortes. Research is not and regressional analysis is certainly not. From this experience, I have discovered that I will never aspire to be a professor. On the bright side, my writing has improved. (This post is not an example of this improvement.)

The pleasures of having a car in Utah has given me two opportunities to travel to Arizona. Each time is an adventure.

Our guy neighbors eat our food, but we enjoy their company and their WakaWaka dancing. We are currently having a Band of Brothers marathon.

Ally has yet to make the quote wall. We are hoping our humor will rub off on her. :)

I was Lady Monster and a man for Halloween.

Ynna and I share a room. Our cynical attitudes and anti-social behaviors mesh well. The other night, we had a brain explosion. Ynna was memorizing the anatomy of the body while I was typing up a paper for political science. Three hours into our study session, we decided to play all of our favorite 90's hits from artists like Shania Twain to Savage Garden. 90's was such a great era. I rediscovered my love for Seal. What a sexy man. Three hours later and I still needed to complete my paper. I can't say I regretted any moment of it.

It's time to return to reality. I will return after a week from Friday to report the outcomes of my exams. Insha'allah, I will do well. Libraries are open until two...can't find excuses for failure.