The first Callieism!/ Hookah

As many of you know, I am quite fond of my roommate, Jessica. We were randomly assigned to live together by University Housing, but we have so much in common and we get along so well that it's like we've known each other for years. We have very similar senses of humor, and we crack each other up on a daily basis. She has a habit of randomly saying funny things in the course of conversation, such as the time she said "I think that sex would be so great if guys didn't have to ejaculate," or the other night when we were watching Love Actually (my new favorite movie) and I commented the Rodrigo Santoro was one sexy Brazilian, and she agreed and commented that she's really like to see his Brazil nuts. Last night, the first such Callieism was created. We were watching Jay Leno, and his guest for the evening was Orlando Bloom. I think that any female will back me up that Mr. Bloom is quite a wonderful specimen of the male form. He was talking about a movie that he recently was in where it was constantly raining. He was talking about the rain and said "You know, I was wet throughout the whole movie." I, without skipping a beat, commented "me too." I know that this kind of makes me sound like a perv, but it was amazing, and I am most proud of it. I hope to add more Callieisms to the list very soon.

Last night, before the Callieism, I had my first hookah experience. Timothy and I decided to visit the Marrakesh cafe (marrakeshookah.com) on Hillsborough St., which is conveniently located right across the street from D.H. Hill. We decided on orange flavored hookah, and the experience was just grand overall!

First week back/ Hot hot manliness

Friday was the end of my first week of the fall semester of my junior year here at NC State. Classes are going well so far, but it is only the first week, so the could change rapidly. This semester I'm taking Economics, Calculus, Organic Chemistry I, and Anatomy and Physiology. I'm in for a difficult semester, but I feel like as long as I keep up, I should be okay. I'm really enjoying being back here in Raleigh. I really missed all my friends this summer, and I'm having a great time doing stuff with them again, especially since I didn't get to see them very often last semester. I'm also enjoying making my own decisions again. My mom told me something once, when we were on a trip to visit my grandmother. She said that your age doesn't matter, because whenever you go home you're always treated like a child. I realized this summer that this is definitely true. My parents threatened to take my car very many times, for stupid things, like sleeping 20 minutes later than they thought I should have. Then there was the incident where my dad threatened to put a parental block on MTV and FX because he didn't like the language they used on MTV, and he thought Nip/Tuck was inappropriate. Maybe if I was 14, this would be valid, but this was right around the time that I was turning 19. Over the course of the summer, I hope that my parents started to realize that I am mature and responsible, and that I can make my own decisions.

In other (less boring) news... My fabulous roommate, Jessica, volunteered to make my blog pretty last week, and now you can see the results. I'm quite happy with how it turned out, especially since it combines two of my favorite things, Adrien Brody, and the color pink. Let me know what you think!

Dorm sweet dorm.

Last night was my first night back here at State, and things are going really well so far. I went to dinner with Jessica and Emily last night, and then Joe came over later to hang out. I went over to see his room, and I'm jealous of his brick wall. (Grrrr.) Today I'm hoping to see Timothy since I didn't get to see him all summer long. But yeah, overall I'm really glad to be back.

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I may not get to see you as often as I like. I may not get to hold you in my arms all through the night. But deep in my heart I truly know, you're the one that I love, and I can't let you go.

An Update

We took Mylo to the vet this morning. He had an X-Ray, which revealed a badly broken hip. Half of the ball of his hip has broken off and is floating around, and the other half is still inside the hip socket, but it's broken off from the femur. The vet originally said that the best bet would be surgery to repair the bones, but after the X-ray, he said that wasn't even an option given the type of break he had. We also have the option of having a different kind of surgery where the pieces of bones are removed, so technically his hip will still be broken, but it'll be less painful. The problem with this is that it will be over $1,000. Cats, especially growing cats, sometimes will be able to heal themselves. This happened with a cat that we had when I was little. In other words, we could just bring him home and hope for the best. The final option is to put him down, which my parents want to do, but my brothers and I are trying to talk them out of it. They're talking tonight and making their decision, and whatever they decide will be carried out tomorrow.

Daisy gave birth to a healthy calf last night. I'm not sure of its gender yet, but I am sure that it's incredibly cute.

Uggghhhh

Trey and Nicholas have in the past few months taken to riding their bicycles in the middle of the road in front of our house. My parents have told them repeatedly not to do that, and reminded them of how dangerous this is. Today, Trey and Nicholas had been riding their bikes in the road pretty much all day. My mom and dad kept telling them not to, but they still wouldn't listen. They decided this afternoon to go fishing at the part of the creek that runs outside of the pasture, right on the side of the highway. Mylo has always had a habit of following them around, so of course he followed them there this evening. Well, to make a long story short, he got hit by a car. He's always been really scared of cars. When he heard one coming, he freaked out, and Trey tried to grab him, but Mylo ran toward the house, and when he crossed the road, he got hit. He's still alive, but his left hip is in a mess. He doesn't have a cut on him, but he can't walk on his back left leg, and his hip is in a funny position. I'm taking him to the vet in the morning. He doesn't seem to be in a whole lot of pain unless you touch his leg, but I'm worried about him having internal injuries. So I suppose we'll see how that turns out...

In other (happier) news... When my dad got home last night, he heard a cow calling a calf. We only have 4 cows here, and none of them have calves, so we took it that one of them had had her baby. (They're all pregnant right now.) Mom and I walked all around the pasture to see if we could find the baby today, but none of the cows had given birth yet. We did however realize that Daisy was having contractions and losing her mucous plug (sorry if that's too graphic haha) so hopefully she'll have a calf in the morning. Cows usually give birth at night because there's less chance of them being bothered by predators at night. So anyway, I'll let you know how tomorrow turns out for Daisy and Mylo.