What I learned this year - or the various adventures of Apartment 4
This morning I wrote my (hopefully) last exam of my undergraduate degree.
As the year comes to an end, I’ve decided to make a list of the things I’ve learnt over the course of this year. Here goes:
- Even (or especially) when procrastinating, living with your friends is hella fun.
- Try as she might, Kristen will never learn how to teleport us to school.
- What happens in the edit suites stays in the edit suites - true friendship is surviving being stuck in a small cubicle with a temperamental computer and a tight deadline.
- Powdered donuts can get me through anything.
- Wednesday nights are fierce. ANTM and girls night.
- Hummus should not be used in the bedroom.
- That night in San Quinn was unforgettable.
- If you make a giant vat of chili on the weekend, you have food all week!
- How to push myself to max sushi capacity. Also, how to make sushi.
- M&M brownies in a box are the best kind of brownies, in a box.
- There are few problems that can’t be solved by Hagen Daas.
- It’s very hard to fashion an erect penis on a sugar cookie man with just icing.
- Journalism sucks. Wait, I already knew that. This year I learned that certain things, like docs and fun archaeology articles aren’t so bad.
- Testes? Testicles? It’s interchangeable.
- Everyone should have an slogan. Like Kristen, Canada’s Open Person.
- How to dance like no one’s watching.
- You can eat grilled cheese three to four days a week, two meals a day.
- Every day is a Tea Party.
- Science isn’t as scary as I thought.
- It’s very difficult to walk down four flights of stairs in heels when drunk.
- It is possible to live for a year with only three walls.
- I look damn hot in a grad cap, unlike the majority of people. Unfortunately, without the hat I look like a smirking fool holding fake flowers.
- Museums are awesome.
- How to make egg salad. And heart shaped scones. And a million cookies.
- I have the best friends in the world, and I owe the survival of this year and the three before that to them.
And now…. what four BJ students are really good for….
friendship, journalism, life, school | Hezabelle April 15, 2009
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By Faebala, April 15, 2009 @ 1:02 pm
Hehe, nice post, babe. The picture of the Borat cookie killed me. Good times.
I’m glad you’ve had far better roommate experiences than I have!! Hahah.
By Jes, April 15, 2009 @ 2:37 pm
hahaha! I can definitely appreciate a few of those :P awesome post.
By Ambles, April 15, 2009 @ 2:53 pm
I like that you at least tried #12!
Oh, and I have yet to master #16… except, you know, when I’m at home in the bathroom with the stereo blasting and really no one is watching… yah, except for then!
By Sebastian, April 15, 2009 @ 8:26 pm
In my experience, marzipan is much better for penises on gingerbread/cookie men. You could probably fashion it out of just-melted chocolate too, if you were making politically correct, black cookie men.
I highly agree with the last photo. Yummy boobs!
By Hezabelle, April 15, 2009 @ 11:35 pm
Boobs, Seb? Whose are you looking at? :P
By Sebastian, April 16, 2009 @ 6:28 am
You can’t see the cleavage…? Last photo…?
I’m more than happy to look at it some more and direct you to the boobs in question…