The Realm of the Pachyderm

School.

I'm starting school.

In a handful of hours.

As it is, one of my roommates [who, from this point in time, shall be known as Grandma] doesn't particularly enjoy riding the bus by herself. She is also a Time Nazi, so while I don't have class until 10, she wants to catch the 8:12 bus in order to be early to her class at 9. Honestly, if I weren't such a big fan of Grandma, I'd call her a ninny. I'll probably catch a few Z's in the library until I have to go to class. Whoopee.

Right now, while I should be sleeping, I'm listening to "Apologize" by OneRepublic with my room roommate [who, from this point in time, shall be known as Nadin]. This is a pretty standard pattern; we both stay up much later than is healthy, only to oversleep, wake up five minutes before class starts, then gangbust out of the apartment like it's our job. We're so cool.

Before now, however, my other and final roommate [who, from this point in time, shall be known as Becca] was introducing me to "krumping". You see, she wants me to make a music video to some Jonas Brothers song [barf], which I am extremely tempted to simply...not. However, I figured that both parties could be satisfied if she were to make a video to the song "Handlebars" by Flobots; if she agreed to do this, I would make the Jonas Brothers video. Due to the rather aggressive nature of the song I selected, Becca wanted to find some "krumpers" for the video.

If you're wondering, "Geez, Gwennifer, what the mess is krumping?", then be my guest to Google it. More power to ya, friends.

Anyway, I'm all moved in and relatively excited for classes to begin. It has been an extremely eventful last couple of days indeed. After waking up at the ungodly hour of six on Sunday morning, we hiked over to Reagan and put me on an 8:25 flight. Upon deciding that I was going to drop $8 on a movie that I was determined to stay awake through, I only caught the first 10 and last five minutes of "The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian". Shame, really. Great nap, though.

After landing in Denver, I got some Panda Express [love] and fangoriously devoured most of it while waiting for my short hop to Salt Lake. I took a little on the plane with me, which was almost thrown away while I was napping by a little old man who wanted to keep the plane tidy. Feeling that my orange chicken was in danger, I snapped up and blustered, "I'M NOT FINISHED YET!" Very slick of me.

Once I arrived in SLC, my Aunt Mimi picked me up. From there, we drove into Salt Lake in order to find Nadin's aunt's house so that she could follow us back to campus. First, she told us the house was on 900 West; only after we arrived did we find out that she meant 900 East. 18 blocks later, we've found the house and Nadin is following. Because my aunt and cousin hadn't gotten to take the sacrement, we went to their testimony meeting. After only sleeping about 45 minutes the night before, I was ZONKED. Seriously, I was about to pass out.

Figuring we'd all kind of had a long time, Mimi decided to bouce out of church after sacrement meeting. From there, we went to her house to retrieve the rest of my things. Once we acquired my veritable 600 pounds of stuff, we finally arrived at Wyview. We got our keys, then lugged all of our crudsicles up three flights of stairs. Post-lug, Mimi treated us to dinner at the newly redone Cannon Center. It was basically off the chain.

After dinner, we parted ways with Mimi and finally reunited ourselves with Grandma and Becca. After much hugging and all that jazz, we lazed around until ward prayer. Post-prayerdom, we hunkered down to watch "Penelope". If you haven't seen it...it's certainly...well, something...

Eventually, all of our crud got unpacked. We're now settled. HOOray.

Today, books were bought, groceries obtained, Rock Band played, a barbeque attended, old friends visited, "Juno" watched, Commando planned, dishes done, and beans. Oh, the beans.

That's all for now, sports fans. I'll have more as more happens, and I certainly promise plenty of stories about Grandma, Nadin, and Becca in the future.

GO COUGARS.