All too soon, it was the end of the semester, and life was full of studying for finals and packing for home. Of course, this made us all much too distracted to worry about stocking up on toilet paper, and, once again, we were a bit undersupplied in the bathroom department. When someone finally bought toilet paper, the rescue was bittersweet: we would never have a toilet paper famine all together ever again.
We're all going separate ways now. One roommate is getting married; another will be teaching English in Russia. Erin and I will be living together in a condo next year, but the others have found new homes as well. Though the Riviera wasn't the most amazing place to live, we've made thousands of memories within its boundaries. We've dropped coconuts off our balcony. We've decorated a life-size policeman cutout with flowers. We've watched hours of Jane Austen movies. We've had picnics on the grass and parties on the roof. We've fell in love, had our hearts broken, and eaten a 3 pound bag of peanut butter M&M's in less than a day.
No one can doubt that it's been an interesting year, and I'll never forget it. However, now is the perfect time to look forward. I have a whole summer in front of me (longer than most kids', too...suckers :D). Hopefully I'll find a job soon, and that will probably keep me busy for the next few months, but there will also be plenty of time to make new friends and make new memories with old friends. I'm sure I'll have plenty of new inside jokes by the time August rolls around, as well as new scars, new heartaches, new insights, and a new, fabulous body (This will be due to Rachelle's and my weight loss challenge. If we fail to reach our weight loss goal we have to eat a bug. Crude . . . but effective).
All right, I've waxed eloquent for long enough. Time to go out and live life.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Monday, April 5, 2010
April Fool's Day
"The most wasted of all days is one without laughter."
- e. e. cummings
Love the poet, love the quote. What I don't love is that you can't indent on blog posts. Is that true, or am I just being a moron? Probably both. Anyways.
My family never did anything super big for April Fool's Day, but there'd always be some sort of surprise waiting for breakfast: green eggs and ham or whatnot. Since last Thursday was my first April first away from home, I decided to go all out. I don't have time to detail everything that went on, but I'll provide a brief list of the hilarity that occurred.
The night before:
~ Silly string-ed a couple people.
~ Filled hundreds of Dixie cups with water and placed in front of our friends' apartment in a way in which they had to move them all in order to get out withoput getting their feet wet.
~ Cut out the little mechanism in a musical birthday card and affixed it to the neighboring apartment's door hinge. Whenever they opened the door, the music would play, and when the shut it, it would stop! Brilliant, I know.
~ Window marker on several cars, but it rained that night, so that didn't work out so well.
~ Rearranging the Riviera's pool furniture into a giant pyramid.
~ Just for the heck of it, Rachelle and I went hot tubbing afterward in all our clothes. That was a party.
~ After everyone else went to bed, I also dyed a couple roommates' milk; affixed my stuffed rat B'Crimefighter to the showerhead, changed Erin's phone to Spanish, and switched my number with her friend Nick's in her contacts list. This will come back later.
I woke up and opened my bedroom door the next morning to an avalanche of newspaper balls, courtesy of Rachelle and Erin. I left them laying around for a while, but when I couldn't shut my door to change, I decided to dispose of them by arranging them in Rachelle's bed to look like I was laying under the covers. She later retaliated by stealing and hiding my doorknob but made the mistake of telling a mutual friend about it on Facebook. I took care of that easily.
During the day:
~ Silly string-ed a couple more people, just to be obnoxious.
~ Texted Erin throughout the day under the guise of Nick. That was pretty fun, and she only became suspicious when I started talking about the excessive cat level in Provo.
~ While I was working I had enlisted some friends to trash a coworker's car (not really trash, but at least completely deface it with window marker), but it was snowing/raining again. I usually got a ride home with him, so they decided to prank me instead by putting dish soap under all the door handles except for his. Somehow, he ended up with crap on his hands I didn't, and I told him it was my roommates' fault. He got them back by calling Rachelle (with the number I provided) under the guise of a suave bassoonist named Leonard who had the hots for her. That was quite the party.
~ Also at work, I had some fun switching around silverware and juice dispensers and watching peoples' faces as they went to get apple juice and came back with orange.
Well, that's all the tomfoolery I can remember at this moment. Needless to say, it was a memorable April fool's Day for all, and I can't wait for next year . . .
- e. e. cummings
Love the poet, love the quote. What I don't love is that you can't indent on blog posts. Is that true, or am I just being a moron? Probably both. Anyways.
My family never did anything super big for April Fool's Day, but there'd always be some sort of surprise waiting for breakfast: green eggs and ham or whatnot. Since last Thursday was my first April first away from home, I decided to go all out. I don't have time to detail everything that went on, but I'll provide a brief list of the hilarity that occurred.
The night before:
~ Silly string-ed a couple people.
~ Filled hundreds of Dixie cups with water and placed in front of our friends' apartment in a way in which they had to move them all in order to get out withoput getting their feet wet.
~ Cut out the little mechanism in a musical birthday card and affixed it to the neighboring apartment's door hinge. Whenever they opened the door, the music would play, and when the shut it, it would stop! Brilliant, I know.
~ Window marker on several cars, but it rained that night, so that didn't work out so well.
~ Rearranging the Riviera's pool furniture into a giant pyramid.
~ Just for the heck of it, Rachelle and I went hot tubbing afterward in all our clothes. That was a party.
~ After everyone else went to bed, I also dyed a couple roommates' milk; affixed my stuffed rat B'Crimefighter to the showerhead, changed Erin's phone to Spanish, and switched my number with her friend Nick's in her contacts list. This will come back later.
I woke up and opened my bedroom door the next morning to an avalanche of newspaper balls, courtesy of Rachelle and Erin. I left them laying around for a while, but when I couldn't shut my door to change, I decided to dispose of them by arranging them in Rachelle's bed to look like I was laying under the covers. She later retaliated by stealing and hiding my doorknob but made the mistake of telling a mutual friend about it on Facebook. I took care of that easily.
During the day:
~ Silly string-ed a couple more people, just to be obnoxious.
~ Texted Erin throughout the day under the guise of Nick. That was pretty fun, and she only became suspicious when I started talking about the excessive cat level in Provo.
~ While I was working I had enlisted some friends to trash a coworker's car (not really trash, but at least completely deface it with window marker), but it was snowing/raining again. I usually got a ride home with him, so they decided to prank me instead by putting dish soap under all the door handles except for his. Somehow, he ended up with crap on his hands I didn't, and I told him it was my roommates' fault. He got them back by calling Rachelle (with the number I provided) under the guise of a suave bassoonist named Leonard who had the hots for her. That was quite the party.
~ Also at work, I had some fun switching around silverware and juice dispensers and watching peoples' faces as they went to get apple juice and came back with orange.
Well, that's all the tomfoolery I can remember at this moment. Needless to say, it was a memorable April fool's Day for all, and I can't wait for next year . . .
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