Thursday, January 30, 2014



So I'm sitting in the lounge at ASH, with another hour and half before my next class, but there's no way I'm going back to the dorm because it's all the way across campus and I'm lazy and it's so not worth it. So I just hang out here and pretend to do homework while really I don't do homework.

I'm going home this weekend! I want to watch the Superbowl with the fam. And I miss my dog. I was originally going to go home on Thursday night but then I got called up to judge a speech meet at Millard West. Now my dad is guilting my with my dog. He keeps saying that Tank is expecting me on Thursday and that he's very emotional. He even sent me a picture in which Tank actually looks disappointed. (My dad managed to make a puppy look disappointed. I don't know how he did that.)

I HAVE SO MANY BOOKS I NEED TO REVIEW. My kindle was a great investment. Well, my parents bought it. But it was a great investment in ink to write on my Christmas list so that they would know to buy it. I've been reading SO MUCH. It's fabulous. And I have lot's of books to ruin for you. I'm terrible with spoilers. I JUST WANT EVERYONE TO KNOW EVERYTHING SO THEY CAN BE AS HORRIFIED AND EXCITED AS I AM.

URG. My life isn't interesting! Or maybe it is and I'm actually a secret spy doing missions for the government but I'm not allowed to tell you that so instead I just pretend I'm an average college girl while really I'm currently in Europe trying to stop a diamond heist....


Tuesday, January 28, 2014

The essence of power

I just got out of my debate class.
And oh. my. goodness.
One of the groups did their debate on who was the better actress in 'American Hustle'. (Amy Adams or Jennifer Lawrence) And it was the funniest thing I have seen all week.
My favorite line was probably "trying to squeeze the last bit out of her toothpaste tube of talent" (describing Amy Adams). It's probably not funny to you guys, but just know that it was the weirdest, most hilarious debate I have ever seen. If the presidential debates were more like that one then maybe people would actually show an interest in politics.

That was actually really fun. I HAD SO MUCH POWER. THEY WERE AT MY MERCY. I WAS THE SCARIEST PERSON IN THE ROOM as opposed to being the most scared person in the room.
THEY EVEN HAD TO ASK MY PERMISSION TO LEAVE. They had to say, "may I be excused?" And I had the choice to say NO! I never did of course, because there was no reason to make them stay, BUT I STILL HAD THE OPTION.
The power trip definitely went to my head. I even got to judge finals at one of them and that was really cool. I may or may not be judging again this Friday, depending on if they need me. My ego is continuously inflated every round I judge. Every kid that waits for me to start the stopwatch. Every request to leave the room. Every offer to go and get me another score sheet because I wasn't given enough.
I wonder if this is what God feels like.


Thursday, January 23, 2014

I've got nothing

So, crazy development, I kind of have a social life! And that leads to me not posting. But I'm trying to fix that. I promise. And by fix that, I mean I'll post more.  And if that doesn't work, I'll have to destroy the social life that I have spent the last six months cultivating.
This weekend should be a little crazy because I'm judging two speech meets, one in Fremont, and one in Columbus. Cousin Carol and I are going together. It's going to be fun! This time I get to be the judge they're all scared of and I have all-powerful stopwatch and the score sheets which could make or break their future! They will be at my mercy! And I get to wear jeans while they all have to wear suits.
This could go to my head.

So my friend Mary and I are starting to watch Grey's Anatomy. From the beginning. Season one. As many of you know, I am already a very dedicated Grey's fan and have seen every episode at least three times which means I know exactly what is going to happen at all times and so all I do is stare at Mary as I wait for her reaction to whatever dramatic event is going on. She says its really weird.

I'm currently sitting in the ASH lounge with my debate partner, pretending to be working on my debate while actually writing this blog post. I OWE IT TO MY FANS.

I have this really weird pain in my back whenever I breathe out. Strange.


Thursday, January 16, 2014

New Semester.

I deeply apologize for going completely radio silent.
Second semester has just begun and I'm doing all of the fun stuff that goes with that, i.e. getting all my books, feeling out the teaching styles, and the worst: attempting to readjust my sleeping schedule. Ugh.

Not right now, because I'm currently sitting in the ASH lounge area and my laptop is dangerously close to dying. So I have to make this fast.
I DON'T HAVE CLASS ON FRIDAYS. And that's tomorrow. So you will definitely get a lengthy post tomorrow. Unless I forget. Which is a distinct possibility.


Sunday, January 5, 2014

Episode I

Well, I was supposed to fly out of Orlando today and reunite with my beloved Nebraska, but Florida just can't let me go. Florida ran to the airport after me and convinced the weather to be so bad that basically every airport in the Midwest is closed. Florida is trapping me here against my will. This does not bode well for our relationship. This will only lead to resentment and infidelity in the future.

So here I am, in a different rental house, watching the game (GO PACKERS). And I figured,I guess I should start the vacation story. So here it is.

EPISODE I of 'The Rosenau Family's Vacation'

So we flew out of Eppley airport in Omaha, NE on Monday, December 30, 2013. That was last year. I've been here for a year. Anyway, we had a connection in Chicago, but made it to Orlando that evening. The brothers and I had to sit next to each other on both flights and it was a miracle that we all came out alive with all of our limbs still attached to our bodies. We rented a house in Orlando and made our way there and prepared for the next day. New Year's Eve. Disney World. Chaos. Destruction. Terror.
Dad woke us up at 5:30 the next morning and we were in the car by 6:30, at the park by 7:45. And it was okay at first. We were lulled into a false sense of security. There wasn't a terrible number of people and we managed to get onto space mountain with only a half hour wait. But oh, how the horrifying the day was to become. As it turns out, New Year's Eve is Disney World's biggest day of the year. They reach capacity. Capacity is over 100,000. By noon it was madness. The streets were packed, the lines for rides were hours long. Above each ride was a little digital screen saying how long the wait would be and most of them were 90-185 minutes. AND PEOPLE WERE STILL GETTING IN LINE. AND WE WERE SOME OF THOSE PEOPLE. It came to the point where just walking down the street was like being in a line because it was so packed that we would move about a foot forward every minute. AND THE STROLLERS. They're like little fleets of military transportation. There are the smallest of them, only room enough for the child to sit in it. Those are the jeeps. Then are the ones with the little hoods over them and the storage underneath. Those are the armored trucks. There are the double long ones, with hoods and storage and kids sitting inside it like it's a bus. Those are the aircraft carriers. Then there are the "Stroller Destroyers". The double-wide, could hold four toddlers and enough snacks to make it through the apocalypse strollers. They will mow you down without a second thought. It was terrifying. Every moment was a fight for your life. It's hard to even think about. And the foreigners. There were so many! I barely heard any English. Lot's of Spanish. Half of Venezuela was there.
The original plan was to stay until midnight (which would have been 17 hours at the park) but by 6 we knew this was not going to happen. We were at our wits end. We were drowning in tourists. We made in until the first round of fireworks at 8:30 and then we were out of there. Speeding in the opposite direction as fast as humanly possible.
Dad later said that he didn't fully understand what "busiest day of the year" meant.



Well Florida, it's been fun. But I have to get back to Nebraska. We knew this had to end! It was just a fling, nothing more. Nebraska and I, we have a relationship. Long term. I can't just throw that away. You're just not the state for me. I know it hurts now, but in time you'll forget. More tourists will come to ease your pain. They'll buy your cheap trinkets and make you feel loved. I'll never forget what we had together. It was beautiful and warm. But Nebraska and the snow are my real loves. I'm so sorry.
(P.S. Don't tell Nebraska that I cheated with you. Nebraska thinks I was at a fountain pen convention in Iowa. Nebraska doesn't worry about that because there's no way I could ever love Iowa and Nebraska knows it. So sshhhhh.)


Saturday, January 4, 2014

Apology post

Okay, I owe you guys an apology.
I said I would post about the Disney World bonanza and I haven't yet.
And I promise I will post A LOT about it in the next few days.
But I have an early flight tomorrow so I have to get to bed.

But in all honesty, you're going to want to check back.
Some serious stuff went down.
You don't wanna miss it.