It's 1 am. The tv is blaring. I am not trying to sleep, but it is still RUDE. I go out there, she's not even in the living room. 



Books to read:
At First Sight- Nicholas Sparks
Multiple Blessings- Jon & Kate Gosselin
Son of a Witch- Gregory Maguire
Mirror Mirror- Gregory Maguire
Utopia- Sir Thomas More
Germinal- Emile Zola
1984- George Orwell
Crime and Punishment- Fyodor Dostoevsky
Sense & Sensibility- Jane Austen
Pride & Prejudice- Jane Austen
Mansfield Park- Jane Austen
Emma- Jane Austen
Northanger Abbey- Jane Austen
Persuasion- Jane Austen
Lady Susan- Jane Austen
Love & Friendship- Jane Austen
A Tree Grows In Brooklyn- Betty Smith
The Host- Stephenie Meyer
Breakfast At Tiffany's- Truman Capote
Marley and Me- John Grogan
Mere Christianity- C.S. Lewis
The Screwtape Letters- C.S. Lewis
A Thousand Splendid Suns- Khaled Hosseini
The Kite Runner- Khaled Hosseini
The Bell Jar- Sylvia Plath
Becoming Jane Austen- Jon Spence
Mr. Darcy's Daughters- Elizabeth Aston
Fried Green Tomatoes- Fannie Flagg
Mr. Darcy's Diary- Amanda Grange
The Perks Of Being A Wallflower- Stephen Chobsky
P.S., I Love You- Cecelia Ahern
The Pearl- John Steinbeck
Girl With A Pearl Earring- Tracy Chevalier
Eat, Pray, Love: One Woman's Search for Everything Across Italy, India, and Indonesia- Elizabeth Gilbert
Night- Elie Wiesel
The Catcher In The Rye- JD Salinger
Their Eyes Were Watching God- Zora Neale Hurston

Open to suggestions...


not about my roommate!

I figured I should actually post about my life and not just about what is ruining it! 
I transferred to Appalachian State this semester and I have 59 hours which means that TECHNICALLY I am one hour short of being a junior, so I am classified as a sophomore. GRR. This is my 6th semester in school, I should be a junior! 
I am taking Art Introduction (zzzz), Educational Psychology, Cultural Anthropology, Introduction to Sociology, and Concert Band. All my classes are on Tuesdays and Thursdays except for Concert Band which is on Monday and Wednesday evenings. My classes are going okay, it's just really hard to meet people. The classes are all set up in lecture format so there is not much room or time for interaction. The one class that there is time for that is Cultural Anthropology, where we were put into groups to complete a project. I'm in a group with two freshmen, so we'll see how that goes. 
I've been attending Mount Vernon since I got up here, which is where April works as the college intern. Everyone there is very nice, there is just A LOT of them and it's hard to remember names or to acquaint yourself with people who already have their groups of friends. 
Tonight I went to Campus Crusade for the first time since being up here and I honestly enjoyed it. I didn't meet anyone, but that doesn't matter. I sat with April and had a great time singing and then listening to the message. 
My weekend started today at 3 when I got out of Sociology and all I have planned is to do homework, play in the pep band at the basketball game on Saturday, and to go to church on Sunday. The youth group from home is coming up here to go skiing but I'm not sure if I'll see them even though they are staying less than a mile from my apartment. 
I haven't been doing much since I've been up here except hanging out in my apartment because I don't really know anyone except for April and Shannon. April is always busy because she is taking a lot of hours and is also working at the church. 
And this post is boring me. So that means I bored you to tears about five paragraphs ago. Wait, are there even five paragraphs in this thing?? 


There are panties on my kitchen floor. 
That is all. 


Locked out.

And there's more. I knew there would be. I went to Deep Gap tonight. It's about a 15-20 minute drive in rush hour traffic and in snow. Which was what was going on when I drove out there at 5:30. I went to hang out with some people from Mount Vernon and cook dinner while the boys cut wood for people who need it. I look down at my phone at about 6:15 and I have a voicemail. I go in the other room to check it and it's my roommate. "Hey Melissa, it's M. I seem to have lost my keys and I am locked out of the apartment. If you could come let me in that would be great. And by the way, it's 9 degrees outside". Really? It's 9 degrees outside? No one told me! 
Well I didn't go right away. Because we were going to eat dinner in about 15 minutes and it also wasn't my fault that she lost her keys. She could either find a friend in the complex or walk back to campus. (It's about a 10 minute walk to campus from our apartment.) 
I ended up leaving the warehouse where we were at about 7:30. I called her and her phone went straight to voicemail. I left her a message saying that I had been in Deep Gap and had no service. Which wasn't an entire lie. Service is spotty out there. I tried again when I got back to the apartment 10 minutes later. Straight to voicemail again. I am on the phone with my dad at about 8 o'clock when my call waiting beeps and it's her. Her phone was dying so she turned it off and was going to turn it on every hour on the hour until I called. Ohhhkayyy. So she tells me that she's back on campus in the library and then asks me if I can come get her. Mentioning that it's like -3 degrees now. I agree, knowing that if I don't, I will be viewed as a horrible bitch. I drive to campus in the snow and pick her up and drive back. When I get back, I check the weather. It says 15 degrees, but that it "feels like" -3. Okay. This morning when I went to my 8 am class it was 12 degrees and "felt like" -4. And I survived. I walked. I had no other option, and even if I had, I probably would have just walked. 
So on the drive back she mentions that she's sure she had her keys when she left because she locked the door. Uh, no she didn't. When I left the apartment after she did the door was unlocked and I locked it behind me. She then tells me that she checked both busses that she rode and she guesses that she will get another key made tomorrow. I don't know how she thought she was going to do that. I'm not about to let her borrow my key. (She has also lost her wallet since being here, which had her credit card, debit card, drivers license, and SOCIAL SECURITY CARD in it. She never found that.) We get back to the apartment and lo and behold! Her keys are on her bed! What a shocker! 
So now I am going to go ahead and start praying about and looking for a roommate for the fall semester. 


Going to Appalachian State is interesting. Living with someone I've never met before is even more interesting. 
She never helps out in the kitchen but is a self-proclaimed "neat freak". Yet to see that take affect. Currently both sides of the sink are full of dishes. Have been for four days now. And yes, she was here over the weekend alone and still didn't wash the dishes. The dishes in the dishwasher are clean, but she won't unload them, claiming "I don't know where anything goes". Just ask! There is a full bag of trash tied and ready to go out. Yet she won't take it, assuming I will because I've taken it out every single time since we've moved in. There is three boxes full of recycling ready to go. Been there for over a week now. Just beyond frustrating. 
This morning I went out into the kitchen to get breakfast, and she scared the stuffing out of me. She slept on the couch last night. No, she didn't fall asleep on the couch while watching tv, she just was too lazy to put clean sheets on her bed! Her laundry is chilling on a chair at the dining table. A pair of her panties on the floor under the table as well. 
Speaking of the TV. It's right outside my room. See where this is going? When we were talking before we moved in, she said she went to bed at 10 o'clock at the latest every night. Yet to see that actually happen. She will watch TV until all hours, and honestly she must be deaf because I can hear clearly every word said on the TV. 
Anddd there is more, but I have cleaning to do or else the apartment will turn into a dump.