School doesn't start until the 20th, but I had job interviews at a few daycares so I've been homeless in Starkville since the 10th. Alexa the homeless girl. Doesn't it have a nice ring to it? The Pointe (the apartment complex I'm living in this year) won't unlock my bedroom door until the 15th. Two of my roommates are already living there and I've paid my rent, but they refuse. They apparently love to be difficult for absolutely no reason.
A day or two before I needed to head to Starkville, I made a list titled "People Who Wouldn't Mind Taking In Homeless Alexa." It was color-coded and everything. After rearranging my list a million times, I decided to ask my best friend's older sister, Brittany. She is the bomb.com and has always treated me like a little sister. She happily agreed to let me crash on her couch for the weekend. I knew it wouldn't be boring, but I wasn't prepared for what was about to happen at E26.
We spent the weekend eating, shopping, crafting, watching the olympics, and making tie-dye cake. Sounds like nothing too excited, but anything involving Brittany and Ann Ham is always exciting. Just trust me. Ann Ham is Brittany's fantastic roommate. Her name is Ann Hamilton (Yes, that's her first name. Embrace it, it comes with cool nicknames.) and she is absolutely lovely. They are so much fun and I couldn't have asked for a better first weekend in Starkville. Something tells me I will be seeing a lot of them this year. It's okay since I'm 94.2% sure that they love me. Which probably has something to do with the fact that I love washing their dishes for them. :) What can I say, it's soothing. After my wonderful weekend, I transferred to my apartment where two of my wonderful roomies, Monica and Amber, have been living all summer. They are fantastic! I'm currently living in our living room until the people in charge unlock my bedroom. I hate those stupid people.
In other news, remember when I thought I was having a mid-mid-mid-life crisis a few months ago because I was thinking about rushing? Well.. brace yourselves, because I turned thinking about rushing into actually rushing. I just need to try something new and get out of my comfort zone. I'm always such a creature of habit! I made of list of things I could do (you know how I am about my lists), and rushing seemed to be the safest. It's easy peasy so far. They make you talk a lot and give you a lot of water. And THEN after giving you all of this water, they don't let you go to the bathroom. Confused? Me too.. me too. It really is a lot better than I thought it would be. Although I will admit that every day after having lots of happy, hyper girls talking/singing to me in high-pitched voices, I come home and watch New York Yankees highlights on my computer. I have to ease myself into this girly thing, you know. Also--brace yourselves again-- it's been approved by my mother. Being the weirdo I am, I sent her a long email full of bullet points, explanations, and a tiny bit of sarcasm here and there to try and explain this whole mid-mid-mid-life crisis/sorority thing. I don't know why I always worry when I know she supports anything I do, no matter how random or unlike me it is. She replied with nothing but sweet mommy words, but there was one line that was my all-time favorite.
"I will always be supportive of you as long as it's not drugs or something destructive. Then I'd just have to lock you in your room and feed you chocolate chip pancakes until you got over it."
How many moms say something like that to their kids? I freaking love that woman. And her chocolate chip pancakes.
So, that's that. I have a few more days of this rush stuff. My immune system obviously thought this week wouldn't be interesting enough for me, so it crashed and left me with a sinus and upper-respiratory infection. Again. I forced myself to go to Starkville Hell, also known as the Student Health Clinic, and left with 6 prescriptions. Something tells me my insurance company uses a picture of my face as a dart board. I'm so expensive! They always remember me at SHC. I don't know if it's because I'm such a nice person or because I always throw my Italian temper at them for trying to take my blood every single time. Probably the latter. It's a sinus infection people, YOU DO NOT NEED MY BLOOD! Sigh. I'm trying to find a regular doctor to go to that's in/near Starkville. If anyone knows of any good ones, please help ya girl out! I'm going to lose it if those psychos misdiagnose me or try to stick a needle in my arm one more time.
So now I'll just leave you with a picture that kinda sums up the shenanigans of E26. By the way, Brittany and Ann Ham have a blog! It's called Shenanigans of E26. There's never a dull moment there and they are hilarious.
I hope everyone has a wonderful week! If you find yourself having a tough day, just picture me attending "water parties" and singing sorority songs. Don't worry, it makes me giggle too. :)
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