So mostly, this post is to make up for the fact that I didn’t really post a ton last week. But I really did have a wonderful weekend, and I thought I would share the wonderousness with you all, yaaaay!
I live for weekends. Sure, classes are great and I like all the things I’m involved in…but usually, by the time the weekend comes around, I’m OK with not leaving my house for a couple days and curling up with a cup of rooibus tea and a good book. (Granted, the good book usually has something to do with class, but you will quickly learn, dear reader, that college students cannot be choosy.)
Anyways, nothing out of the ordinary happened this weekend…I woke up, smelled pancakes cooking, and ran down the stairs in my disheveled state. My friend the Free Elf (also not her real name, but she asked to be called thusly after one Friday night last semester, when she danced around the kitchen with a tea cozy on her head) had promised that we would eat pancakes and watch a BBC miniseries on Saturday morning, but I had never thought it would work out so well, and with so little effort on my part!
Before I continue, I should mention that I live in a magical, mystical place, where the pantries are always full of food and someone is always baking something. No, it’s not Narnia, sillies! IT’S EVEN BETTER.
I live in 302 Wait (fondly known as the “House of Babes”), one of the eight or so Cornell-owned co-ops. A co-op is rather like a dorm, except we do all the cleaning ourselves, and most of us cook for ourselves as well. (Expect some culinary voyages in the future!) And the best part? WE GET TO LIVE IN A VICTORIAN HOUSE THAT IS SLOWLY SINKING INTO THE GROUND!!!
Isn’t she a beauty? And no, I’m not lying about the house emulating the Leaning Tower of Pisa; if you ever come over, I can show you how my roommate Tulip Melancholy and I can roll a marble across our room without nudging it at all. Some say it’s magic, but others know that it’s only an indication of how old and decrepit our house is. And that’s why we love it with all our hearts!
Anyways. Free Elf was kind enough to make me pancakes, so I thought I would make my special banana topping, which is just bananas, butter and brown sugar. I meant to take a picture of it to show you, but we ate it all before I had a chance, heehee. Free Elf, Violet (remember Violet from my last post?) and I sat in Free’s room and watched the 1983 version of Jane Eyre (which is by far the best version, by the way!) until Free Elf had to go to work and Violet had to start filling out her study abroad paper work.
I then adjourned to my room where I arduously wrote my Arabic essay about the positive and negative aspects of religion (I have enough vocabulary to write about serious topics without tearing my hair out, yaaaay!) and then preceded to watch 30 Rock and knit. And then I ate lunch with Violet. And then I studied some more. And then I ate dinner. And studied some more. Hmmmm…
This isn’t as interesting as I was hoping it would be.
What else…well, on Sunday, I went to Thai Cuisine with my mom and my sister! And we had dimsum and they had the best mango mousse EVER…
Still not that interesting, is it?
Well, it was interesting and exciting for me, precisely because it wasn’t interesting or exciting. College can sometimes feel like that teacup ride in Disneyland…only imagine that you’re coasting away (pun totally intended) and all of a sudden, the sadistic operator decides to kick it up a notch. And before you know it, you’re holding on to your seat with your fingernails and just hoping that the Mad Hatter stays away.
Sometimes, it’s nice to just sit back and savor the pancakes and the BBC miniseries and the wonderful friends and family who make college so worthwhile.
Until next time, gentle reader. I must now try and recover from my Comrades’ attempts to kidnap me. Who are my Comrades, you ask? …Well, I suppose you’ll have to wait until next time. (Or the time after that. Or maybe even the time after that. I am, children, what they call an unreliable narrator, simply because I can do whatever I want on this blog! Wheeeeeeeeee!!!)
Ahem. Sleep well, and remember to appreciate the laid-back weekends spent with wonderful people!