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Rusti wrote:Jasmine wrote:
Man, nothing that exciting happened when I was going to college… 😆
Well, spring semester this year a couple of weeks after Virginia tech some idiot left a bag of sand in a building and they evacuated that building and the buildings around it.
Does that qualify as exciting?
Sure does 😯 We had bomb threats at my high school and I remember them as exciting, sure, but also very scary…
lamortefille wrote:Wasn’t it you that had the other squirrel incident at college?
Yup 😳 I got jumped by one behind the science building last fall and it scared me to death 😆
Please, someone, write down today’s date and remind me later that I really did say that 😆 For no reason and fifty reasons today was amazing.
My first step onto campus soil this morning thrust me face to face with no less than twenty lustily singing pirate cosplayers anchored at the bus stop waving the Jolly Roger. “Ahoy, matey! Happy ‘Talk Like a Pirate Day’!” one of them yelled as I was firmly seized, hugged, and given a bit of “treasure” (a chocolate coin).
😯 Talk about your awesome wake-up call! I still had time before class so I went for a walk down to the quad to call my best friend and tell her about my experience (passing at least fifty more pirates on the way). When I got there, though, the peace of the morning was being ruined by a very loud girl parked on one of the benches with her laptop balanced on her knees, a Starbucks cup in one hand while she screamed obscenitites into her cell. I mean it, she was literally screaming.
What happens next might be hard to believe, but it is the truth.
I was giving the girl an annoyed glance when I noticed movement above her. There, on a very very tiny branch of the tree overhanging the angry girl, was a squirrel, with a long string of toilet paper sheets hanging out of its mouth. And as I watched the squirrel made one wrong move. The branch snapped and down went the squirrel right onto the girl’s lap. I think it might have cracked her computer screen. Well she screamed, of course, and coffee went everywhere, and I could hear the poor squirrel making those angry little bark noises that they do as it sprang away across the grass.
I laughed like there was no tomorrow. Then I called my friend, told her about both incidents, and, with a strange sense of feeling that justice had been served, went to class. You’ll never guess what happened there.
We were innocently waiting for the Prof when the boy behind me turns to the girl next to him and calmly tells her she has a “friggin’ huge bug” on her. So the poor thing leaps out of her chair and starts dancing around trying to a.) find the bug and b.) get it off. She finally twisted her shirt around so she could see it (it was a giant potato bug) and, with a bloodcurdling shriek, ran out into the hall in her hysteria. I may be mean for saying this, but it was the funniest thing I’d seen since the squirrel fifteen minutes before. I’m afraid I laughed like an ass. Then we could hear her flip-flops going *smack!smack!smack!* as she finally knocked the insect off and beat it into oblivion.
And it doesn’t end there!!!
Not half an hour later, right in the middle of discussing the homosexual overtones of the Catcher in the Rye, a lightbulb randomly fell out of its socket. The filament was still on fire and it fell like a burning brand in the dark classroom (we’d been watching a slideshow and most of the lights were off… just not the one that decided to plummet from its mooring). So it struck the girl next to me across the bridge of the foot before hitting the floor and shattering into a million tiny shards. It didn’t hurt her, but it sure as heck scared her… and me… and the rest of the class…
When the screaming stopped and the nervous giggling began my Prof got on the phone with maintenance and demanded that they come clean up the mess before class let out so that her students wouldn’t be tracking broken glass all over the building… so we sat and calmed ourselves and waited for the custodians to come save us. And that was just my morning, everybody! I’m afraid of what might happen for the rest of the day!
So yes… I suppose the moral of this monster post is that college is full of enrichment. Of all kinds. 😆
lamortefille wrote:Sending good thoughts your way…
Ditto 😕 I hate situations like that… when all you can do is “hurry up and wait” and hope everything turns out alright.
DROGO wrote:skigod377 wrote:Really? Lots o folks like the hatching emp, but I think he looks a little silly with his mouth forever stuck open…
Hey I like how the hatching emps look….very animated…
It is like he is squeaking… like a baby bird. Just born, not even all the way out of his egg and already wanting fed 😆
Ravnheart wrote:oh the pics are up now!!
WOW!!!! 😯 😯
Aww, they’re cute! Drat… now I want one…
😯 Perfection incarnate, on the auction block. My heart and purse weep. Someone on this forum will take home that gorgeous dragon, though, that’s for darn sure!
That is really weird… 😕 But I do love that cicada! What a neat find, Pam. I really hope that you get what you paid for and the seller won’t be a dork about it. And that you get it in time for the special occasion it was meant for, obviously…
Congrats, PT! Sounds like both you and your kitties got something to enjoy 😆 Good times, good times…
Awesome ideas, Nam! 😀 I doubt I’d be able to contribute much by way of time (too much school… *shudder shudder*) but I’m more than sure I could nudge in some funds from time to time.
WindstoneCollector wrote:That’s ok. She does look a little like a female Lap might…More thick than the male. But, it won’t matter, I still will want ehr even if she is outside or inside. 🙂
Me too 🙂 She’s a sweet girl either way… and she can just move inside and pretend to be royalty during the winter months 😆
Oh, wow! 😀 A wizard’s house would go right in the middle of the living room table. Sorry family, but beauty like that must be SEEN!!!
pawpad wrote:It makes me positively ill to think about your beautiful sculptures getting tossed…
Ditto. I honestly hope there’s a Karmic B***h-slap waiting for the man/woman/worm/whatever who did that… I mean, stealing something like leather gloves or a radio or something is plenty bad enough, but what possible reason could they have had to take unfinished sculptures and wipe out someone’s irreplacable efforts toward their art? It wasn’t even a canvas or something that could be wiped clean and then resold (which, sadly, did happen at our uni art department a while back). That’s low. Oh… so low.
Alright… *breathe, breathe…* I agree with pawpad. Happy thoughts… finished lion kirin… on my shelf… happy thoughts… 8)
