As you might have guessed by this entry, I decided it was high time to begin this grand ol' blog adventure the day before I start school. It's funny how I'm trying to write a lengthy blog on the day before I start school, but the truth of the matter is that I have nothing else to do at the moment. Books were rented, I got the Internet cable and printer installed for my computer, I spent three dollars on a slice of pizza that had an amazingly fluffy and thick crust, and the roomate hasn't been a bother. On the contrary, she's been very courteous to me.
The Roomate (yes, this will be her official name in the blog) and I met Sunday night/ Monday morning, and we spent a good couple of hours just talking and laughing and what have you. Slept from 2:00 to 6:00, and I must say that I'm grateful that I went to bed earlier last night; I feel much better today than I did yesterday. But I'm babbling. The Roomate is studying nursing (or communications, I forget at the moment), she's an enthusiastic thespian, she's Roman Catholic, and she keeps a large amount of hair products in the bathroom. Like, more than our beloved Red. The only downfall to sharing a room with The Roomate is that The Roomate doesn't spend much time in said room that we share. As a matter of fact, she only came back last night to grab her tub of consumables to divvy amongst the mass of friends she brought with her last night. I think there were six of them. They were loud.
Now, I think I may need to talk to The Roomate about how it is that I function. Spending most of your life sharing a room with me has made you an expert on the oddities of Pita, but The Roomate has yet to learn that I do not like stayng up late. This past summer can be ignored because it was summer, but school begins tomorrow, and if anything, I'd like to try to get back into the routine of waking up about an hour or two before classes begin. Sleeping with a light on doesn't bother me. Using the laptop late at night doesn't bother me. Gathering friends into the room to chatter, take the food, and run late at night bothers me. Sighing, I believe the only conclusion I can come to is just talking it out. The Roomate has to understand; she can have guests over, but keep them quiet if I'm trying to sleep.
Nevertheless, classes! They start tomorrow, so hurray. Mind you that Mum was right when she said that college was going to be different than high school. I have different classes on Mondays and Wednesdays than I do on Tuesdays and Thursdays. Allow me to kiss the ground for having only a morning class on Fridays. The campus is indeed a lovely place to walk around, and the music hall is one of the many great places to film. If I was going to do a video project, it would definitely have to be done on this campus.
But now to explain my title. It's been a while since I started making videos for Youtube (none of which would really interest the public much), but I finished one yesterday that had to do with storming Cinderella's castle once upon a late April. That can be viewed below this paragraph.
Until later,
Pita
