I never have been much of a fall girl myself... it was always spring for me. But, I do love a little back to school season too. Today I was listening to a little music playing in the background of work and a song came on that never fails to remind me of Freshman year. Then I remembered how the Morris Center is closed and I can't really ever go back. I might cry when they knock down my room from the tippy top of the very best tower or the Deseret Towers. Anywho... then I remembered that the first batch of those boys who left us to go on their missions in the beginning of winter term are coming home in like 3 1/2 months!! That of course made me feel like Freshman year was forever ago, and that made me sad. Some times I just want to go back and bet my nightly ice cream treat from the vending machine and hang out in my room with Emily doing whatever we wanted to do. And so, here is an incomplete list of all the things I miss about 718 U Hall:
the cow suit
phonebook packages
doors, or lack thereof
knowing all the numbers to the vending machine
laundry in the middle of the night
climbing in the closet
our little ladybug friend
neighbors
visiting hours
Lucky
sharing clothes
switching sides
prank war
Emily’s driving....you gotta admit, it’s one of a kind...
Boxers
pillow fights in our underwear
Inside jokes
six minute abs
watching chick flicks and eating ice cream
Diving off the platform!
BriAnna talking in her sleep
Feel better or be happy notes!
singing in the shower
fifty nifty united states
once there was a snowman
pantyliners... on the wall... spelling words
sleeping in
sundays
haha... floor council
ice cream
12:34
laughing so hard it hurts
getting into sweatshirts and waddling around
QUIET HOURS
making movies
taking pictures
making a mess
cleaning up the mess
the morris center
hi, is this the byu bookstore?
the closet rod that got broken
the quote wall... RIP
cleaning up the room after a fabulous year : [
random adventures
our trip to the testing center
coming in at 4... or later
somebody's first kiss... cough Emily cough
somebody's first breakup... ditto
jack johnson
other random music emily hated
emily hating...
sunday dinner
friends
laughter
love
cold
heater wars
alarm clock wars
those days near the end of fall semester that bri woke up for the day before emily went to bed for the night
skipping classes
not studying
stuffing ding dongs in mouths
borrowing clothes
8 months
makeup
doing hair
getting ready to go out
recapping good dates
working with the disfunctional phone
forgetting keys (i wonder if the new girls leave the keys under the door??)
loving life
building friendships
QUOTE WALL:
12:34 you little monkey...
DON'T MAKE FUN OF THE RUNNERS!!
I wanted to sign up for laughter in the home...but...i got stuck with homosexuality.
Spare the rod, spoil the child...my kids are going to love me!!!
lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity lickity
Mo' Ho?
What of it?
Lots of it... that's what hos do!!
Oh you're squirming! Don't squirm with your pants down!
Emily? are you going to wake me up? are you going to wake me up this time? you didn't last time, are you going to wake me up this time. cuz it's really cold outside and we're going outside to play the great mouse detective...
If my love for you was like an alligators bite....there would be a lot of dead antelope....does that make any sense? No, of course it doesn't. Love doesn't have to make sense.
How do you do "O"?
OOOHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!
i promise i promise i promise i promise i promise i promise, i'll be good!!
We're learning about partial pressure in chemistry.
Partial pressure. Like what happens when you're trying to poo?
you're going to need to know this stuff some day....unless your sterile.....haha! did i just say that? i'm so sorry!
i am in the sky with the angels....and the dead people!
why did you just gingerly touch my arm?
"He's really soft!"
"I was kinda surprised when he popped out...."
my doctor actually ironed my butt.....that's why it's so crisp.....<
i dont want to see you at my homecoming.
but i will see you at yours.
If you can't eat ice cream, then you can't live life.
I love you like a fat kid loves chocolate cake.
I have to find the tact on my bed! That's tactless!
i hate one nostril!!!
little did they know that they got some wiggle action in the front!
CRAPPER!! On the rocks.... Postal, woot!, babushka, puka, bernina, gimpy, sun of a gun!!, NAZI! etc.
well mom, emily and i were having wedgy wars and....
LOOK! i have a hole on my butt. i have a hole on my butt....well, so do you. we all do actually.
please don't drowl on the bed spread, it's dry clean only!
They were like, you're cool, come hang with us, and I was like...YE-AH!
I'm picking the dead skin off of my foot. As in my soul. As in the thing which is inside of me. As in what makes me happy and joyous inside.
You're picking off your spirit?
What kind of pie? -Pumpkin. -And? -Pumpkin. -And?? -Pumpkin!!
"cause we're COOL like that, yo!"
2 comments:
Ok, SPT is short for "self-portrait Tuesday." Lelly (lellysmusings.blogspot.com) comes up with a challenge every week and then everyone makes a post about it on Tuesday with a picture they took of themselves doing it. It's pretty fun. If you want to do it, you can just email lelly when you do your first one and she'll put your link on her blog. :)
Okay, first of all. I didn't know you had a blog!
Second of all. Mine has a new address - juliejensen.blogspot.com
Third. I miss you.
Fourth. I love the jib-jab and the purses. I need one. Of each.
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