Haunted House

Last night we volunteered at a haunted house between Waverly and Cedar Falls. It was quite the experience! I went with Sarah, Kellie, and Emily, and we all had no idea what we were getting ourselves into. When we got there, it was a little awkward. Most of the people that were working there have worked there every day since they’ve been open. Everybody knew what they were doing, and we just kind of stood there until someone told us what to do. Sarah got picked first for her job, and then it was Kellie. Emily and I were left, but we got put at the same place. Emily and I were both clowns. We weren’t only clowns, we were creepy clowns. We got to wear clown like costumes with creepy masks. Our job was to come out and scare the people that walked into our room. Sometimes we didn’t succeed, but most of the time we got people to jump or scream. The people’s facial expressions were the best! There was one other boy that was in the room with us, and it was a good time. During the time that nobody was coming through, the people around our room came and talked to us. Some of them were so weird! We had one boy in the room that stared at us and had an obsession with light bulbs, but he was so funny! He made my night. I had a fantastic time. I got to meet a lot of new people and be with my best friend. Sometimes we’d just giggle because one of us did something embarrassing. I love to spend time with my friends when I know I have homework to do. It’s a good day to get things off your mind for a little bit, and it’s just a good way to get in a good laugh. I don’t know what I’d do without friends! Last night was fun and scary all at the same time. Sarah gets really scared with haunted houses, so she was hugging us and making us feel needed. It was good! We ate afterwards, and they all made fun of my driving. We had a wonderful night together, and it’s 110% better than going out partying and being stupid. It’s good to volunteer and give your time to other people. The proceeds go to the county and the organization that sets up the haunted house to better improve the haunted house for the following years. It feels good to give your time to others.

Oh How I LOVE My Roommate!

Alright, I just need to vent again about my roommate. She drives me crazy! I don’t even know what to do with her anymore. I’ve run out of ideas. Last weekend I got home from work, and my bed was gone. It was behind my door. First of all, why would my roommate let someone in to do that? Why would she let someone do that? I’ve been sick for quite some time now, and last weekend I just wanted to get home from work and just go to sleep. That couldn’t happen because I didn’t have a bed! There was duct tape on the frame, and there was stuff stuck to the tape. I could’ve just cried. I just went down to a friend’s room to watch a movie, and I thought I’d deal with it later. I got back up to my room, and she and her boy were naked in her bed. This just made my night ten times better! I yelled at her because of my bed, but I also had to scream at her because of what she’s doing as I’m speaking to her. The next day, she found out somehow that I was talking bad about her, but it’s hard not to when she puts me through all these bad things! She then told me we had to talk. We talked and she just flipped out on me and told me that if I have a problem with her to just tell her. I’ve told her many times, and she doesn’t change. She just has no consideration at all. Ever since then, I have barely seen her. She doesn’t even sleep in our room anymore. I found wrappers of my food that she’s eating in her desk. It’s like she’s hoarding my food; this is crazy talk! I don’t understand her! Her Bosnian friends came and pounded on my door this morning at like nine o clock, and she wasn’t even in here. That just upsets me. Don’t come pounding on someone’s door when you don’t even know if the person you’re looking for is in there. None of the Bosnian girls have any consideration; it just bothers me. I’ve had to deal with them for not even two months yet, and I’m already going crazy. They just don’t think about anybody but themselves. They talk loud all the time, and it’s not even important. Be quiet! Some people just frustrate me; if I respect you, respect me back. That’s all I ask, and these Bosnian girls don’t understand that. Lately, I’ve had to try really hard to be nice to them. It’s just gotten to me, I can’t take it anymore. I want a new roommate, but I can’t get one until semester I guess. I’ll just have to be strong about this I guess and try my best to get over it. It’s going to be hard, but I can do it!

homecoming...fun but dumb

Homecoming is a time where alumni come, and they enjoy where they once spent all their time. It’s about the football game and the excitement of supporting our sports. It’s about hanging out with friends and just socializing while supporting your school. I worked Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night, so I didn’t make it to many of the events there were being held. I made it to the homecoming game which is really the only thing I was concerned with. I really didn’t care I had to work, I didn’t have anything that was worth getting off for. Some people think homecoming is all about partying and getting drunk, but why? What happened that made that a tradition? Most people I talked to and told them I had to work, they said “oh that’s terrible!.” To me, it’s not that big of a deal. I don’t party, and I don’t feel the need to get drunk. On Friday night as I was walking back to the dorms at like midnight after work, I heard so many people saying “lets go to the bar”, in my head I was thinking what’s the point? I understand, some people go there just to dance and have a good time with friends, but why go with the state of mind of I want to get drunk? It doesn’t make any sense to me. When I was in a friends room on Friday night after work, a girl came in and told us how she’s planning of having a good time Saturday night. She told us that she’s going to “pre-game” and get drunk before she goes to the bar. My friend and I just looked at each other and didn’t say anything. This girl then asked my friend if she wanted to join, but she said no. This girl was like begging her and telling her you have to try it once because this is college. NO! I don’t think so. We’re not here to drink and party, we’re here to get an education. On Saturday night, I came back from work, and there were so many people walking downtown, it was crazy! The line to get in the bar was pretty much to the science center. It must mean a lot to some people to go there since they’re wait in line for that tremendous amount of time. I would never do that! I don’t understand some people, it drives me crazy! I pretty much go to class, sleep, do homework, work, and eat. That’s my day. I don’t have any intention to screw my life up by drinking and possibly getting a minor. Why put yourself in jeopardy? I see people in class and I picture them as being such good kids, but then I see their face book status about the bar and I hear them talk about it. It just amazes me. Some people like my roommate come into college with the mind set that college is all about partying and having a good time. It’s just not; I have a good time even when I don’t party or drink. You can have fun and screw around when you’re not drunk. I feel really strongly about drinking and partying; I was raised right. I don’t find that stuff fun and amusing. It’s not right, and I don’t know why some people find it so important. I need my sleep and I need money to get me through this expensive college experience. I can’t spend my time and money on something that will get me nowhere in the long run. I’m determined and ambitious; nothing will get in the way. I’ll get through college without partying every weekend and taking my work seriously. That’s just how it is. I wish other people would think that way. It’s unfortunate.

Sunday at Luther!

Today I went to Luther College to watch my brother play football. He’s the quarterback there, and he plays on JV to get playing time. He’s been working hard for the last six years for this time to come. Seeing him succeed in sports is the best feeling ever. I also got to see my parents. It’s just not the same as it was before. Today they just bothered me, I could actually feel the independence setting in. It was just weird. They tell me what to do, and I just have the attitude of “I can do it without you”. They know about my roommate problems, so they just keep bugging me about it. I just don’t think they understand. I have tried so hard to get her to understand, but she just doesn’t have any consideration or respect for me. My parents just think I can be mean to her all the time which would solve my problems. They keep yelling at me to change roommates, but I’ve talked to people and they can’t switch me right now. After the game, we went out to eat at a Mexican restaurant which was amazingly awesome! I talked to my brother, and we had our special time together. We haven’t had time together for quite some time because football takes up most of his time. It’s always good to have the short amount of time, it makes it mean a lot more. This whole weekend has been really stressful because of homework and a chem. Test tomorrow, but I think I have it under control. College is really all about managing your time wisely, and I think it’s very difficult. It’s going to take me awhile to get used to all of it. Seeing my brother today probably wasn’t a very good choice, but I felt as if it was something I had to do. I’ve been struggling with my roommate to the point where I didn’t even sleep in our room. Seeing my brother made me happy, and he made me feel like I can make it another week. He gave me hope, and I don’t know what I’d do without him! I call him whenever I have a bad incident that I don’t know how to encounter. Right now, my life is really hectic with school, work, and my horrible roommate. I don’t know what to do sometimes. I try so hard to overcome my challenges by myself, but sometimes we need a hand. I go crazy some days just because I need to let it all out. I’m giddy all the time just to make me feel like everything is going to be okay. I have to keep telling myself everything happens for a reason. Seeing my brother today helped me with my mental state, and he made sure I was okay with everything that was going on. I talked to my parents about everything, so I got most of it off my chest. I’m filtered and flourished; I’m ready for the next week to come.

This time of year is just awesome!

Oh how this time of the year is the best! This time of the year always scares me. Everybody gets sick, and it just travels so fast! In my case though, it’s never just a cold, it forms to something better! For the past two years I was pleasantly given pneumonia. The first year I was out of school for two weeks, and last year I was only out for a week. It’s the worst feeling ever! The thing I don’t understand is if you’re sick, why do you come to school? When people come to school sick, they’re just asking for everyone around them to get what they have. Most people don’t see the importance of hand washing or using the elbow. The other day I saw someone cough into their hands then open the door, gross! I know it’s hard to miss class when it’s so important, but sometimes it’s the best thing to do! I’m one that hates to miss school, and I hate to go to the doctor. Being on my own now, I don’t think I’ll ever go to the doctor unless I think I’m dying. That’s just the way it is! I get sick every year, but I’m cautious about what I touch and what I do. I carry hand sanitizer wherever I go, but sometimes it doesn’t even matter since there are so many other sick people around you. In college, it’s even harder to try to get away from the sickness. We all live together, and we’re packed into class together. No matter where you go, there will be sick people. Just this past Sunday, I realized I was getting sick. One of my good friends that I’ve made here is sick too, and she still thinks I got it from her. It’s hard to insulate yourself especially when we all live here. It’s hard to just take rest or time for yourself. It’ll be a miracle when we all have time management skills and can take that time away from everybody! Being sick to me sucks, and every year I tell myself I won’t get it. It never seems to happen that way though. It college, it’s just not fun. There’s no mommy here to take care of you or make sure you’re okay. Everybody’s on their own, there’s nobody to feel sympathy for you. Just today, I had a friend complain to me about being sick, but I couldn’t really have sympathy towards here because I’m in the same boat. She then went on to tell me that she needed to call her mom to vent to and feel the sympathy she needed. Some people just need that reassurance that everything is going to be okay. I take one day at a time, and I try to take one thing at a time. Things get accomplished that way, and I’m not dwelling on the fact that I’m sick. I’m determined to do well in school, so I can’t let the sickness get in my way when everybody is going through a similar situation. Every day is a new day, and hopefully tomorrow will be better than today.

First Weekend Home!

This weekend was my first weekend coming home, and it was just great! I surprised my parents with coming home, and they were both really happy. I got to see all my friends again, and I got to get away from my roommate for awhile. It’s really cool how people act like they care when you’ve been gone. All my friends demanded they see me during the weekend, and it just made me feel missed and loved. My mom worked all weekend, but I still saw her for a little bit. I went to lunch with her and saw her before bed. My mom and I are really good friends; she’s the person I turn to for everything. My family as a whole is really close, so coming home was really exciting. All day Friday during classes, all I could think about was seeing everybody back home. I like it at college, but there’s still something back home that I love. There are still people here that I know I’ve maintained a relationship with. I made some really awesome friends in high school, and I know they’ll always be there for me. I’ve made some good friends at college, but it doesn’t seem like they’re as close yet. During the weekend, I went out to eat with friends, hung out, and saw my friends’ newborn baby. She just had her baby on Thursday, so it was perfect timing! I also went to house of bounce in Rochester which made my weekend so much better. It’s a play with blown up slides and obstacle courses, and my friends and I have always loved it there. There is also laser tag which is a lot of fun too! Coming home is good; it makes me feel so much better when I’m feeling down. It’s my happy place I know I’ll always have. My brother couldn’t make it home this weekend, but it still felt like family time. I made sure I had time for my parents and friends. It’s not easy to leave home, but I think I’ve conquered it. I’ve come to the point where I can leave home without crying and feeling down. I have days I miss it, but then I think of everything I have at college. College has already made me a person that realizes what I have instead of focusing on what I don’t have. I need to focus on what’s good instead of things that upset me. Days go by so much faster and better that way. My parents have made me who I am, and I’ll always appreciate them. Seeing them makes me so happy, and it just makes me more determined since that’s what they’ve always taught me. Things always get better!

First Euchy Experience

My first Euchy experience was better than I thought it was going to be. I’m not very religious, and I can’t even remember when the last time I went to church was. My parents have always told me that they won’t make me go to church, and I can choose for myself what religion I want to be. Just because someone doesn’t go to church doesn’t mean they don’t believe or they’re bad people. Some people I tell that I don’t go to church look at me like it’s such a terrible thing. I went to Euchy this past Wednesday with two other friends that don’t go to church either. We all felt a little awkward when we first got there because we didn’t know what to expect. None of us knew what it was all about, but we were all willing to give in a try. After all, it went really well. We all sang along, and we all ended up not feeling like we didn’t belong. Everyone goes up for communion, but you don’t have to take it if you don’t want to. It’s more of a community gathering than anything. I also sang in with the songs since the words were on the screen. I thought Euchy was a good experience. It was really cool how everybody participates and how the songs were up beat. The pastor only talked for a little while which made it seem like it was really optional. It made it feel like it was just a small gathering for people to worship for a small amount of time. I think the experience was good, and I can see myself going more often.