Sunday, September 13, 2009

Of College and Milkshakes

Wrote September 10, 2009: I’m sitting here tonight trying to convince myself I like suppers solely comprised of brown minute rice, soy sauce, and a plumb I stole from my house, after a day of sitting through classes listening to syllabi after syllabi and running into old friends, ex-boyfriends, people who’s names I should—but don’t—remember, and coming home to an apartment of mostly strangers, I am wondering why I do this thing called college.

Wrote Today: Yesterday I realized it’s for reasons like this:

Happy National Chocolate Milkshake Day (Saturday)! As celebrated by me and my roommates Angie and Jocelyn.

Yesterday was one of those days when a chocolate milkshake said more than a chocolate milkshake. It said, “I’m free. I have little responsibility. I have fun friends and roommates. I am independent. I’m at a great time in my life.”

Chocolate milkshakes are the reason I do this thing called college.


Neighbor Jane Payne said...

Oh darn, I missed chocolate milkshake day. There is such a power in a chocolate milkshake.

You're so right, you're at a great time in your life and I'm so glad you are and that you are enjoying it . . . and that occasionally you have the down day so that the good days are that much sweeter.

I love you. I miss you.

melanie said...

Oh I had a chocolate malt after the adult meeting last night so I celebrated and didn't even know it. Fun.

I'm glad you have that carefree life, even with the down days. I get a little wistful in the fall remembering that I did have that life (what feel like a long time ago). You'll miss it so much so ENJOY it for me too! :)

Tyler - Danielle - Emree said...

Okay I didn't celebrate chocolate milk shake day, but I will say this. I love being able to decide what treats I make and how much I can eat of it. haha. Today I made Magic Cookie Bars and sometime this week I am making cheesecake. Those are the reasons I do this thing called Marriage lol and if I am lucky I will get Ty to do the dishes (but I will have to be really lucky),

Anonymous said...


I've been thinking of you for the past week. I've been wondering how this thing called college is going. The beginning is the hardest... too many stressors and no comfort zone. Maybe some people thrive on that, but it always slapped me silly.

Here is a poem to get you by:

Ande Pooh
I just called you
Wondering how you are
Even though you are very far

Hope your life is grand
That you are in high demand
Will your roommates be okay
Or will you hide at school all day

Did purchasing books make you cry
Knowing that a J Crew outfit it could buy
Well, this is just a poem of power
Since you now have to deal with hairballs in the shower.

The End

Cali (your sister that loves you most)