At the hall party yesterday, we all gathered at the local cafe and played the ‘get to know you’ ice breaker questions.
At this party:
-“Zanna”, the nickname one of my good friends and neighbor gave me caught on, and now my entire hall is calling me that. I’m really happy, because I’ve always wanted a special nickname and I think Zanna is an adorable and affectionate short version of my name. It’s very sweet.
-We discussed my dorm building’s strange phenomena which many believe is a ghost, dubbed the “Caldwell ghost”. The strange phenomena includes:
I only moved in to my college dorm and my life as a freshman a few days ago, and already I’ve come to enjoy the surreal freedom to do whatever for no reason.
Here are some (but not even close to all) examples and adventures I’ve been through over the past week.
Tropical Storm Gordon (Formerly Hurricane Gordon) is now over Jackson and as much as I’m thoroughly enjoying walking in the pouring rain, I just left the caf/dining commons/student union center thing and there is a lot of students huddling in their various rain gear miserably like a bunch of refugees from the storm and it would be funny if it weren’t so sad. Also apparently Demi’s classes today were cancelled but none of mine were. Sigh.
This happened a few days ago, but me n my new musical theater major pal were hanging out in the lobby of her dorm building painting, and watching newsies because duh, musical theater major, and apparently her building has a crazy amount of fellow MT majors and they were all extoverted and they were all crazy about newsies, so like a few minutes in and a small crowd had gathered to watch with us.
Her buliding’s lobby is set up like an atrium, where the lobby is the atrium and there is a spiral staircase going up out of it to other floors.
When the movie ended, this one girl I kid you not starts parkouring up the outside of the staircase up to her floor.
My dorm building attracts most of the artsy types. I was walking up the staircase (My building is so old that there is no elevators. However there are two staircases.) And most of the music majors are on the third and top floor because that’s where the soundproof practices are. (I’m on the second floor)
And I’m walking up, and I here two of the most angelic voices I’ve ever heard echoing around the cinderblock walls on the inside of the stairwell in a duet.
I’ve never met the owners of the voices, and I’m kind of afraid to ask around but that moment will haunt me with the most surreal feeling I’ve felt in a long time.
And as much as I love musicals, I’m about to slap her
Over memorial day, we were at the cemetery to visit my grandmother’s grave. We decided to take a series of pictures representing the 5 stages of grief.
At SYC the other day we were bored at lunch and so we played What Are The Odds?
I lost and so I had to yell “door!” everytime I went through a door. And when I forgot, I had to do a dance and song of apology.
This consisted me pantomiming opening and closing a door and singing “Door, I’m so sorry I forgot to say your name!” To whatever tune was stuck in my head at the moment. This lasted for the entire rest of the day and through until after lunch the following day.
If anyone wants to check out the shows that fuel my cartoon addiction the list is:
- Miraculous Ladybug*
- Voltron: Legendary Defender (2016)*
- Big Hero 6 the series
- Young Justice
- Inspector Gadget (2015)*
- Gravity Falls
- Avatar the last Airbender
- Batman the animated series
-will add onto the list as it grows
I will probably be making individual introductions to the shows cause I get really excited about them.
*are on netflix
Here I am composing complicated poetry to avoid writing my English portfolio reflection that is due tomorrow and I’ve barely started *nervous laughter*