Let's all take a moment to savor in this thought:
Tonight is my last night in Summit Hall.
I repeat:
Tonight is my last night in Summit Hall.
One more time for good measure, people!
...Alright fine, I can tell you're not into as I am. But if you had to spend the last 2 1/2 months in this place and this was your last night, you'd be outside doing the funky chicken. Honestly, if USU's campus were a body, this apartment complex would be the buttcrack. Not even the armpit - that'd be an understatement.
Will I miss the no A/C, 95 degree family room? Nope. Will I regret never sitting on the corduroy purple couch in my room? Not a bit. Will I wish I would've struck up a conversation with the 30-something year old ponytailed man who lives across the hall who I've never seen wear anything but assorted multi-colored plaid pajamas and ratty t-shirts outside while he smokes a pack a day and makes awkward comments as I leave for my runs? Nah. I don't think we have too much in common.
I also won't miss playing "find the spot in the bathroom with no hair" as I tip toe around the bathroom and take a shower, or "hold down your vomit and don't spit out your toothpaste" as I brush my teeth and spot hairs on the bath towels that looks suspiciously like it did not originate from a head. SPOILER ALERT! - none of them are mine. How do I know? Oh hey, I know! I'm blonde.
Gag me half to death and throw me in a ditch.
I also won't miss wearing flip flops in the shower, or using a laundry card, or living in constant fear of losing my key card to get into my room. I also won't miss the constant smell of human body odor that seems to linger in our family room. Or the rotting vegetables in the garbage.
Oh! I also forgot, I almost won't miss 7 am martial arts outside my window- the latest establishment from my little Aggie Village. Yup. 3 times a week at 7 am I wake up to:
HUH! WAH! UNO! DOS! TRES! HUH! SAH!
Yup. The Dominican Republic exchange students have taken up Taikwondo. I'm all for people exercising and getting outside, but do you have to channel your inner Kung Fu Panda directly under my window at dawn? Sometimes they even get together in the evenings too - thrills!
At least this apartment didn't have random holes in the floor and a stove from the 60's that smelled like gas when I turned it on (New Hampshire), a crazy suitemate who tried to kill me with her eyes on a daily basis (Boston), or a rat/cockroach problem (Also Boston). It also wasn't a cabin (Michigan). It could be worse.
In other news, I had my 2nd long run today for marathon training! Just a quick, easy 13 miles to start off my day. I really need to start getting out earlier - by the time 11 o'clock rolled around and I was almost finished, I was fried. And now I'm suffering from a burnt nose and shoulders - wicked tan lines! I look so pro now! So it's shorter runs for this week until Saturday rolls around and I'll be out again (this time earlier in the morning) to do 15 miles. Then the next week its 16, then 19, then 22, then a 2 week taper/rest period then it's marathon time!
Until tomorrow,
me
Tonight is my last night in Summit Hall.
I repeat:
Tonight is my last night in Summit Hall.
One more time for good measure, people!
...Alright fine, I can tell you're not into as I am. But if you had to spend the last 2 1/2 months in this place and this was your last night, you'd be outside doing the funky chicken. Honestly, if USU's campus were a body, this apartment complex would be the buttcrack. Not even the armpit - that'd be an understatement.
Will I miss the no A/C, 95 degree family room? Nope. Will I regret never sitting on the corduroy purple couch in my room? Not a bit. Will I wish I would've struck up a conversation with the 30-something year old ponytailed man who lives across the hall who I've never seen wear anything but assorted multi-colored plaid pajamas and ratty t-shirts outside while he smokes a pack a day and makes awkward comments as I leave for my runs? Nah. I don't think we have too much in common.
I also won't miss playing "find the spot in the bathroom with no hair" as I tip toe around the bathroom and take a shower, or "hold down your vomit and don't spit out your toothpaste" as I brush my teeth and spot hairs on the bath towels that looks suspiciously like it did not originate from a head. SPOILER ALERT! - none of them are mine. How do I know? Oh hey, I know! I'm blonde.
Gag me half to death and throw me in a ditch.
I also won't miss wearing flip flops in the shower, or using a laundry card, or living in constant fear of losing my key card to get into my room. I also won't miss the constant smell of human body odor that seems to linger in our family room. Or the rotting vegetables in the garbage.
Oh! I also forgot, I almost won't miss 7 am martial arts outside my window- the latest establishment from my little Aggie Village. Yup. 3 times a week at 7 am I wake up to:
HUH! WAH! UNO! DOS! TRES! HUH! SAH!
Yup. The Dominican Republic exchange students have taken up Taikwondo. I'm all for people exercising and getting outside, but do you have to channel your inner Kung Fu Panda directly under my window at dawn? Sometimes they even get together in the evenings too - thrills!
At least this apartment didn't have random holes in the floor and a stove from the 60's that smelled like gas when I turned it on (New Hampshire), a crazy suitemate who tried to kill me with her eyes on a daily basis (Boston), or a rat/cockroach problem (Also Boston). It also wasn't a cabin (Michigan). It could be worse.
In other news, I had my 2nd long run today for marathon training! Just a quick, easy 13 miles to start off my day. I really need to start getting out earlier - by the time 11 o'clock rolled around and I was almost finished, I was fried. And now I'm suffering from a burnt nose and shoulders - wicked tan lines! I look so pro now! So it's shorter runs for this week until Saturday rolls around and I'll be out again (this time earlier in the morning) to do 15 miles. Then the next week its 16, then 19, then 22, then a 2 week taper/rest period then it's marathon time!
Until tomorrow,
me
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