Total Annihilation!

Can I please get a break? Pretty please? Doh…I must file an official letter of complaint, because my school life interferes with my social life. Interfere is a mild word, as I would more accurately describe it as annihilating it. I have been piled over so much by the PPP – papers, projects and presentations, I don’t remember what social contact entails. Worst of all, I am missing out on the fun parts of being a student for the last time. I am a senior, deftly writing this post and trying not to knock over any of the books, half-empty coffee cups and food containers that have piled up along with schoolwork around me. I am getting good at it, which is depressing. 

In these hours of hardship I miss my roommates a lot. I miss sharing Rapunzel’s childlike excitement when she gets a good grade – that never happens to me no matter how long I stay buried in books. It would be nice to spend more than 5 seconds in passing with Belle, she tries to get my spirits up, you know that’s her thing, but she’s not used to failing. Tiana is in the same boat as me, maybe hers isn’t sinking and is definitely in a different ocean, but still she also has to conquer some PPP’s. I don’t know how Snow White does it, but she manages to wing it. And wing it well as she actually stepped into a club once or twice this week. There is a ray of sunshine that lights up the deep whole I have dug for myself and that is Aurora. She and I are really in the same boat working together to pull through on the PPPs we have to do together. Now that I think about it, it could be much worse :)

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Heart-to-hearts

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Lovely, I have overslept once again…Unfortunately, once you pass the 20-year milestone you are supposed to bear the consequences of your actions. Who decided this was a good idea? Before the righteous and haughty start to judge me let me say – It’s not my fault. Well, today it isn’t. Usually, I do stay a little too late to finish a book, watch some show that brainwashes me or just browse the dark corners of the internet looking for lolcats. Today I overslept because the night before had been one of those magical ones, which involve just talking with your roommates.

It is ridiculous, really. We don’t open a bottle of wine and we don’t sob over some cheese rom com. We turn off the lights and lie in our beds talking about life. I am not going to go into detail about who dreams of what. I think it is important to stress that once in a while, having a heart-to-heart with friends can be a great relief. My roommates and I are at an age when life’s hefty burden starts to really weigh on us, so I think it is healthy to blow off some steam. Although you might get less hours of sleep, they will not be ridden with bleak dreams.

Who did what?

Unless you live by yourself, you must know how many ridiculous situations spring up when you share living space with others. You also end up realizing certain disappointing  truths – one of the five princesses you live with does not know how to change a T.P. roll, or cannot be bothered to do it. I don’t know which is worse.

An interesting happening from this week is the salad mystery. It would give you the best idea why I try to keep my things in the fridge to the bare minimum.

Last night Tiana was one very unhappy princess. She had both a salad the day before and wanted to finish her day with a nice healthy meal, you’ll never see me eat. Here enters the other princess involved in the mystery. Snow White had also bought a salad, more than a week ago. So imagine how many salads out of two were in the fridge when Tiana needed one. It’s the grand total of zero to none. Accusations started flying in the air like bullets. Fingers were pointed, some of them at poor innocent me. Funny, at the time I had nothing at all to eat in the room, but chips that doesn’t need to be kept in low temperatures. After I pulled the two princesses apart, and listened impartially to both sides of the story, I realized that the road to Tiana’s hunger was paved with good intentions. Both princesses threw away a salad each, but one of them threw away a perfectly fresh one. Who did what?

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The last few days have been too eventful to squeeze in just a few paragraphs. It is especially so when you never have a boring second just because you don’t get any down time while you live with five more girls. At one moment I have Rapunzel dragging me off to one side to share with me her latest epiphany and at the next, there is Belle asking for opinion about her latest project that would satisfy a person’s altruistic needs for the next decade. Rapunzel’s epiphany was that she realized I was right about something, although I have no clue as to why that would strike her as surprising. Some time ago I shared with her that often, after a night of overindulging in alcohol, I tend to dream about finding a bottle of water, in different places, several times per night. If you’ve ever experienced something similar to that, you’ll know it can be some of the most

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agonizingly frustrating dreams to have. 

But let’s get back on track and mention how it is even more frustrating when you don’t get a single second of the so-called “me” time. With time you get used to it, but fate, God, Karma, or whatever you want to cast your vote for, usually decides to throw you a curve ball. In my case, it can be the girls from the other room blaring chalga music so loud I can’t hear my suicidal thoughts. And it would be really easy for me to go on and on complaining. Aurora barges in my room only in a towel and shows off her exemplary belly dancing skills and Belle can’t carry a tune if her next project depended on it, but she won’t stop letting her freedom-loving voice from soaring and reaching my poor ears. It’s even better if at the same time Tiana is singing Backstreet Boys songs in the background. But the point here is that it is stupid for a person to just sit buried in their complaints. A long time ago someone really wise uttered the words “If you can’t beat them, join them.” So that is what I do, and meanwhile I am having the time of my life shaking my booty non-rhythmically and howling the lyrics of the latest chalga hit. Or you can you can follow, Show White’s example and …oh sorry lost my train of thought because Tiana started singing.