Wildcats in the house!

Hello Lovie!

God I hope you are not still sick... 2 weeks is enough! So in reference to my title... Aren't Wildcats also the mascot for the fictional high school in the atrocious High School Musical?? I think that makes me lame...

So I am blogging you from the atrium (read: tables in the lobby) of the chemistry building. Yes, it is freezing out, and yes, it takes me forever to walk to all my classes, but I only got a little lost! I did not, however, wear sweatpants. Not an athlete, I have no excuse. And clearly I left my house almost and hour and a half early because I'm paranoid. That's the same reason why I'm sitting in the building of my calculus class, which I was informed was cancelled but I'm afraid might actually not be. Luckily, I brought a laptop and lots of backpack snacks.

So far, life as a college student 2.0 has been great. Got my ID then went to my intro to music class, which it turns out is almost entirely listening to and identifying Beatles songs. No problemo. Then I took my calculus pretest which was not horribly terrible but was also only 20 questions so hopefully I didn't get too many wrong. We'll find out tomorrow... Fingers crossed!!!

So if you move to Boston A: we'll live SO much closer and B: will you be roomies with Bee? Also GOOD LUCK on this third interview which basically means you've got the job HOORAY! :) I'm so proud of you. Thank you for filling out that form so that I too can leave my atrocious employment for slightly better prospects.

Journal is coming along... This week it took the back burner to those other purse-sized notebooks called day planners. I have one for things I need to do and one for homework. Organization on day one is impeccable. I'll keep you posted, as that's surely not going to last.

Note my clever removal of only some of the masking tape, so as to preserve the functionality without destroying the destruction.

I'm rocking the "spill coffee on this page."

This room just got horribly crowded... Someone has a class here right now. (It's not mine though... 10 more minutes and I make a break for it.)

I love you even when you're contagious!

Amanda

Don't forget your lunch, honey!!

Why hello, my student friend.

YAY FOR THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL!! I hear its a frosty single digit day in the great state of New Hampshire, making walking to and from your first day of classes extra exciting, I'm sure. Especially if you can't find them and have to wander around all lost and confused while upper classmen ridicule you because you're so sore from preseason you can barely walk and you're in sweatpants... (insert awful flashback to freshman year here)

I am sure your experience will not mirror mine, mostly because you were not stupid enough to put your body through crazy pain a month before school even started. Also, you're way better at directions than I am. I went to UVM for four years and still get lost on campus.

So I'm hoping I'm all plagued out... unless something hits me this week and wants to make it three for three weeks that I've been bedridden and dying. I'm just hoping I can make it to my third.interview on Thursday so I can give my two weeks ASAP and get the heck out of dodge, so to speak. Lately I've also been looking into jobs in Boston, which would be really fun. Except for if I get hired here I have to stay here for at least six months out of good conscience. And good resume building.

Speaking of resume, I will be filling out your reference thingy tonight at work... when I'm inevitably done by 10pm and have two hours to kill. Haha.

Alright. Time to get ready for the rat race. I want to hear ALL about your first day! And I'm going to text you immediately. Haha.

GO WILDCATS (makes me cringe saying that, so you know...)

Love love love

Moi

(PS how's the journal coming?! I want pictures!!)

Sucks that they guessed wrong on the flu shot, huh?

Hey sicky...

I'm sorry you caught this super-mega-death-flu that's been going around. :( I'm glad you've got Danny to bring you soup and medicine, since I just keep moving longer distances away from you... What the hell happened to our adjoining backyards idea? Location fail. We are geographically-undesirable bestest friends. GUDBF for short. (You can thank my mother for the GUDB/GUDG terminology. It was in reference to a certain Lamby, many many years ago.)

So the move is almost complete... I've got a carload of kitchen stuff left to unpack and a TV and couch left at the Manchester apartment. And that's it! :) I'm loving this living situation, as well as my super smart and awesome 6 year-old roommate. Single-handedly the coolest kid ever.

You can be jealous of my enormous walk-in closet. Although your bathroom is the size of Sarah's old bedroom... Maybe you can't complain after all!

Pardon my very unmade bed. I like to make Amanda-cocoons when I sleep. Being cozy = <3

And the living area! That chest should soon be my TV stand and the ancient TV I emancipated from my parent's sunroom.

I think this drawer is interesting... It currently holds only very tiny items like eyeliner and nail clippers.

Obviously, it will look even better when your painting is all framed and hung up! Interior decorating is not a strong suit of mine... You'l have to assist when you and Danny boy come to visit! Puppy pile in my big-girl bed???

So I don't know if you know this but I had a birthday. I almost forgot, to be honest with you. Justin is all like, "Hey, what are you doing Monday?" and I'm all like, "Dude, we have to work..." and he's like "No, for your birthday," and I'm like "Oh yeah... That is that day huh?" Pretty par for the course for me. So I did indeed work, and then afterwards got dressed up super fancy and went out to dinner at Cotton, which is an American restaurant that has never served me any food that was less than spectacular. It's not a black tie type place, but dressing up is fun!

He's more than a foot taller than me... I even had heels on. Short girl photo problems haha.

So last night at work I only did two calls. The first was an involuntary admit to an isolation room in the hospital for a man who has 3-drug resistant Tuberculosis. Fan-fucking-tastic. Because I'm sure the 30 other Hispanic residents of his 2-bedroom apartment don't have it now too. So we took him in, and then spent the next hour making sure that there was not a living microbe left in that ambulance. I don't even know what that stuff Jackie the Environmental Lady gave me... But it kills everything!

The second call started out as a late-night slip and fall on the ice. 20-something year-old guy climbed back up to his third floor apartment and THEN decided to call 911. Paramedics hate stairs. Just so you know. So we assess him, decide that his back pain is low risk based on the story he told us, and carry him down on the stairchair. WELL... As we are finally informed when we get to the ambulance, he actually fell from the 3rd story while trying to get in through his window from the outside. So that changed our course of action dramatically. Moral of this story: Don't lie. We've heard dumber stories. You're just making our job harder.

So I just got back from spending the night with my fabulous new neighbor Emily. I can't wait for you to meet her. Her whole apartment is an art studio. She has a whole room just for arts and crafts. You'll love her.

I hope you are in a Nyquil-induced coma at this moment, and that you wake up tomorrow miraculously cured! I love you dearly, and have not forgotten that you owe me a phone date!

Tu me manquais trop,

LiLi

2013

My dearest darling apocalypse surviving Manner:

Welcome to the new year! How does it feel to know we made it through five or more world ending new years? I, for one, feel like I can take on zombies no problem after surviving Y2K, the rapture and the Mayan apocalypse.

In the spirit of New Years, I have made a new years resolution. I will be running 2 days a week and lifting 2 days a week this entire year. So far today, I have done neither, but I do have the whole day off tomorrow, so after my second interview I will be hitting the streets in my new Yak Trax then pumping some iron. I would also like to be writing once a week and start doing yoga, but those are bonus points if I actually get around to it.

Tonight, when I get out of work, Danny will be making me a surprise dinner, so I will definitely need to be running a ton with as much as he's cooking for me.

What are your new years resolutions? Also, had a very strange dream about you last night. And, as always, miss you profusely.

Lerv Lerv Lerv...

Brooke