Tuesday, December 31, 2013

I have no words

Today was one of the most exhausting days of my life. To quote my father, "I don't understand how it can be so beautiful, yet so excruciating."

Tune in tomorrow for your feature film entitled, "The Rosenau Family Decides That It's A Good Idea To Go To Disney World On New Years Eve, Which Happens To Be Their Busiest Day Of The Year: A Comedic Horror Story"

Saturday, December 28, 2013

I live among the beasts

T MINUS 1.5 DAYS UNTIL I'M IN ORLANDO FLOOORIDAAAA!

I know that you're all jealous. Try to curb that.

So, how was everyone's Christmas? I successfully avoided being strangled by the brothers (although there's still time left) and was this close to getting grandma to sneak me some wine. Dang.

BUT I GOT MY NEW COLORING BOOKS. My father has been making fun of me because I'm nearly 20 years old and I enjoy coloring. I don't think there is anything wrong with this. I ENJOY COLORING PICTURES OF VARIOUS DISNEY PRINCESSES IN VARIOUS STATES OF HAPPINESS WHILE THEY PURSUE THEIR NEW LIVES WITH THEIR HANDSOME PRINCES.

Oh no. I can hear them in the hall. Right now. I know you can't see me, but I'm now hiding in the space between my wall and my bed with the lights turned off, hoping they pass me by. The brothers are like wild animals. Once they're in my room, they drag me into their fights and I usually end up with bruises and blood is drawn and sometimes they accidentally pull out chunks of hair. I have to hide for my own safety.

I don't have much to tell you guys at the moment... it's been kind of a slow holiday break. But maybe I will come back with some stories from Florida...
HARRY POTTER WORLD HERE I COME.

Over.

Friday, December 20, 2013

Home again. Home again.

I'M HOME FOR BREAK.
And wouldn't you know it, my parents immediately put me to work. Today I have been tasked with washing and shaving the puppy. Let's keep in mind that he's only 8 months old and he is really not very favorable towards the haircut thing. I basically have to continuously feed him dog treats to keep him from trying to bite the razor. We're about half done now and taking a break while I blog this.

Going on... tonight we're going to the hobbit! I've already been, of course. Little brother and I went to the midnight premier. He made a deal with the parents that if he had all A's, then he could skip school and come to the premier with me. He just barely scraped by in math. But dad hasn't seen it yet, so we're going again tonight! And this time he's paying! Yay. I need to post a review for that. It was... quite a show.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

The jungle

I am now deep in the heart of finals week. The jungle. It's hot. And it's muggy. And it's very scary. Jaguars and stuff. I may or may not have seen a horde of chimpanzees while crossing in front of Durham. Stuff's getting weird...

But yeah, in all reality I'm almost done. All I have left is a paper to finish that I'll be emailing to my professor tonight. I had my jury this morning. That went pretty well. For those of you who don't know, a jury in the world of college music is the performance version of a final. I had my piano jury, which basically meant I walked in, played my memorized piece, they said thank you, and I left. So... that was my final. It was a little terrifying. Kind of like when I was 8 and I had a piano recital and I REALLY DIDN'T WANT TO DO IT. But my parents made me do it anyway and I was shaking the whole time, which really impedes a person's ability to play the piano, especially a child's ability. I had small fingers and my hand couldn't reach a whole octave. But I didn't just hate recitals when I was 8. I sort of always hated them. So did big brother. And probably little brother. They're just terrifying. Seriously.

SO... Since I'm done early, and so is cousin Carol, she has organized a marathon movie day tomorrow. Basically our TV will be going all day tomorrow and she's invited at least 50 people to drop by throughout the day. It should be fun. And totally exhausting. People exhaust me. I'm an introvert. AND THEN I GET TO GO HOME FOR BREAK. YAY. Although I always get a little bit nervous when big brother, little brother and I are together for extended periods of time. Especially when the parents aren't home because they don't get a Christmas break so it's just the three of us. Also they really like to beat me up.

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Tuesday, December 10, 2013

CHRISTMAS.

CHRISTMAS IS COMING.
IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS.
I'M SO EXCITED.
CHRISTMAS.
CHRISTMAS.
CHRISTMAS.
CHRISTMAS.

I love Christmas.

Over.

Saturday, December 7, 2013

FINALS.

FINALS ARE COMING
FINALS ARE COMING
RUN FOR YOUR LIVES EVERYBODY
SAVE YOURSELVES

Here's the thing, in high school they lead you to believe that 'dead week' is a period of time leading up to finals during which you don't have class, or at least, no homework. This is very false information. I do have class next week. And I will have homework assigned. And that makes me very sad.

I rearranged my room a few days ago and now it's like 18 times bigger. IT'S AMAZING WHAT MOVING YOUR DESK CAN DO.

Gosh, I have nothing exciting to tell you guys.

OH! I know exactly what I'm getting for Christmas. Because I picked it out specifically and did my online research and then I texted my mom and I know that is exactly what I'm getting. And I also know that the brothers are getting me accessories for it. I'm torn. Do I tell you what it is? I mean, I'm the only person that the secret would need to be kept from and I've known for weeks. So here it is. (Sorry mom. I gave the away the secret that it doesn't matter if anyone knows.)
I'm getting a kindle paperwhite.
YAY.
I knew that I wanted an e-reader but I wasn't sure what kind and all of my former coworkers are rather fond of their nooks (which are a subsidy of Barnes & Noble) but my dad pointed out that if I chose a nook I would sort of by hitching myself to the weakest link of the e-book train...
So a kindle it is!
I'm very excited to load it up and take it with me to Florida. One of the biggest issues I have is the weight and space capacity of bring multiple books. I have to decide how many I want in my carry-on and when I finish one then it's just sort of dead weight, etc.
BUT WITH MY NEW KINDLE MY WORLD WILL BE TRANSFORMED.
I'm very excited.

Okay this was a pretty boring post. As usual.

Reminder:
FINALS ARE COMING.
RUN AWAY.
HIDE.
CREATE FOOD STORES.
CREATE A BOMB SHELTER UNDERGROUND AND STAY THERE PERMANENTLY.
FINALS.

Over.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Another chapter in the exciting saga of Nicki's college adventures

Cousin Carol and I went out on a midnight ice cream run because our English class was cancelled for tomorrow and she told me that I looked very gangster with my leather jacket and my coach purse. I then pointed out to her that I was also wearing sweatpants, glasses, and slipper boots. I don't think she really understands the meaning of "gangster".
She also learned this year, for the first time, the the rapper Eminem is white.
And she's never seen A Christmas Story or Charlie Brown Christmas.
It's shameful.


Over.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

Sleep

So, today I had piano lessons at EIGHT AM today. That sucks. It was super cold. And usually I tell myself that I will get up early enough to practice a little bit before my lesson but usually I just hit the snooze button until I have to run to make it to my lesson. But then today when my alarm went off at 6:30 I made myself a deal. I told myself that if I managed to get up and practice for a half an hour before my lesson, then I could take a nap when I got back from French.
AND IT WORKED.
I got up and practiced.
I WAS SO PROUD OF MYSELF.
IT'S LIKE I'M A SMALL CHILD BUT I'M ALSO THE MOTHER WHO IS VERY PROUD OF HER CHILD.
I have to reward myself for doing things.
I have discovered that the ultimate motivator is sleep.
If it were possible to get naps for Christmas, that's all I would ask for.
Instead I have to bribe myself with them in order to get things done.

I've always been a good sleeper. As a baby basically all I did was sleep. My aunt was very jealous because cousin Carol [who is the same age as me] never slept and was constantly bouncing around with energy. My mom could just leave me in my carrier for hours at a time.
Congratulations me, you are four years old again.
AREN'T YOU PROUD MOMMY?


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Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Lame. I am lame.

So...Um...I haven't posted in awhile...
I actually promised Celeste to her face that I would update like three days ago.
My deepest apologies.

Well...I survived Thanksgiving.
And now I'm back at my dorm room.
I actually spend the better part of today in a coffee shop in Dundee and then I went to a bookstore on Pacific street. It was lovely. I was all by myself and I wrote letters and read books and I really liked it.
I also found a Christmas gift for my grandpa and he is IMPOSSIBLE to buy for so I really consider this day a success!

Okay. I'm a super boring person today.
I apologize for that.
I hope for your sakes that something interesting happens to me soon.


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