moving to a new city has proven quite interesting. i'm soaking up everything like a sponge (or at least attempting to), but in case you ever move to a new city i want to make sure i share my thoughts. you're welcome in advance.
things i've learned: part one
1. it may take maintenance two weeks to fix your sink. and this may result in doing dishes in creative ways.
2. it is hot as hades down here. it's like i'll need to get new skin or something because i don't think i'll make it through july and august if november is in the 80s.
3. everyone grocery shops late in the afternoon on saturday. and i mean EVERYONE. including kids from your school. and they will come up and hug you. even if your hands are full, they only kind of know your name, and you've been waiting in line for half an hour.
4. i do not know how to 'wobble' ... which became apparent as i was chaperoning the sixth grade sleepover. if you also missed out on learning how to 'wobble,' feel free to watch the youtube video below. i've been practicing all weekend so i'm in the know at the next sleepover.
5. people straight up have NO idea what 'carolina' means down here. no idea. and there is some strange rivalry between clemson and SOUTH carolina (commonly confused as 'carolina'), but i just don't get it. i didn't even really know those schools had fans. but don't worry. tuesday is (south) carolina vs clemson dress up day at school and i'll be sporting the true carolina colors. there'll be no "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em" in this case.
don't worry, friends. there's more. some of which i'll just have to tell you in person because it's too odd for the blog (shocking that something could be too odd for the blog, right?), other things which will make it in part two. something i know you all will be looking forward to. don't be shy. i'm onto you.
happy early thanksgiving to you, if you're into that sort of thing. i'm much more into getting my wobble on these days.
Showing posts with label slumber parties. Show all posts
Showing posts with label slumber parties. Show all posts
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
slumber parties during the week are good for you
i was never allowed to have a slumber party during the school week as a child. if it was a holiday or summer vacation, the occasional non-weekend slumber party might have occurred, but if school was in session this was strictly forbidden. i may have had a friend spend the night during the week when her parents went out of town (i think i remember this happening once), but that was an exception to the rule. i guess my parents were under the impression that my friends and i would stay up too late giggling and gossiping about boys...essentially they were afraid we'd behave like college freshman.
[side note: just for the record, i fully support the term "first-year" when describing someone in his or her first year of college, but i was called a freshman so that's what i'm going with here. glad we cleared up.]
one thing i miss the most about b, my roommate in college, is how she would always stay up late with me doing exactly what my parents were afraid i'd do in elementary school if i were to have a slumber party during the week. we'd laugh (okay, she was usually laughing AT me, but whatever), we'd gossip (again, typically me, but she'd always listen), and we'd rock out to the likes of aly and aj's 'potential break up song' (if you weren't obsessed with this song, you should have been). one night b and i stayed up wayyy too late learning the steps to 'crank that (soulja boy)' and another night b got out of bed to walk me to the parking deck when i just knew i had left mitchy's headlights on (my car's name is mitchy. i feel like headlights makes that pretty clear, but just for the sake of transparency, there you go.). they weren't on, but b didn't grumble. again, she just laughed at me. everything was always fun with b.
although b has entered the world of adulthood with one of those real job things (gross) and i continue to avoid that fate by any means possible (yes, even grad school), i was able to have a mid-week slumber party again just last night. another friend of mine was driving through on her way to set up for her wedding this upcoming weekend (eeeek!) and she stopped by. while i may have only gotten three hours of sleep because i may have done exactly what my parents feared so many years ago (giggling and gossiping are just too tempting!), i can honestly say that slumber parties during the week are not all that bad. while i might have yawned a little bigger and little more frequently during class, it was definitely worth it.
[side note: just for the record, i fully support the term "first-year" when describing someone in his or her first year of college, but i was called a freshman so that's what i'm going with here. glad we cleared up.]
one thing i miss the most about b, my roommate in college, is how she would always stay up late with me doing exactly what my parents were afraid i'd do in elementary school if i were to have a slumber party during the week. we'd laugh (okay, she was usually laughing AT me, but whatever), we'd gossip (again, typically me, but she'd always listen), and we'd rock out to the likes of aly and aj's 'potential break up song' (if you weren't obsessed with this song, you should have been). one night b and i stayed up wayyy too late learning the steps to 'crank that (soulja boy)' and another night b got out of bed to walk me to the parking deck when i just knew i had left mitchy's headlights on (my car's name is mitchy. i feel like headlights makes that pretty clear, but just for the sake of transparency, there you go.). they weren't on, but b didn't grumble. again, she just laughed at me. everything was always fun with b.
although b has entered the world of adulthood with one of those real job things (gross) and i continue to avoid that fate by any means possible (yes, even grad school), i was able to have a mid-week slumber party again just last night. another friend of mine was driving through on her way to set up for her wedding this upcoming weekend (eeeek!) and she stopped by. while i may have only gotten three hours of sleep because i may have done exactly what my parents feared so many years ago (giggling and gossiping are just too tempting!), i can honestly say that slumber parties during the week are not all that bad. while i might have yawned a little bigger and little more frequently during class, it was definitely worth it.
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