Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Hot Air Balloons and True, True Friends

Hot Air Balloons
6:30 a.m. this morning, I get a call from my friend Alisha. It being so early, I silence my phone and don't answer it. (Sorry, Alisha!) Then, as I'm about to slip back into slumber for another hour, my phone goes off twice--indicating that I have a voicemail. "Oh, this must be important!", I think to myself. So, I listen to it and Alisha says, "Hi, Melissa! I know it's like, super early. I just wanted to tell you that there's a hot air balloon outside of our apartment...". Immediately upon hearing this, I open the curtain to my bedroom window. Much to my delight, a rainbow colored hot air balloon is indeed flying fairly close to our complex. I was so happy; I am still smiling about it!
 For those of you who aren't aware, I have a bit of an obsession with things that fly--most especially hot air balloons, kites, and birds.

True, True Friends
I love my friends; I really love them so incredibly much. My move out here would never have been the same without the companionship I've had from these amazing people. Last night, I went on a walk with Ashley; there is nothing quite like someone deciding that they want to spend time with you. It is so wonderful to be thought of and to get a bit of fresh air. 
Sometimes you just need chocolate and something to watch to cheer you up. Last night was one of those nights. I'll let you in on a secret, surefire way to cheer me up: ponies. My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, to be exact. My wonderful roommate Rebecca watched 3 episodes with me and even seemed to enjoy it! It's so much better when you're not watching it alone. She is a true, true friend.
Warning: this song will probably be stuck in your head all day.

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Great Friendships Lead to Great Quotes

Today alone, we've had some fantastic quotes happen at my apartment. I need to record these for posterity:

Me: On what planet is this okay?
Ellen: ...Pluto; because it's no longer a planet.
Me: Too soon!
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Me: Ellen doesn't believe in punctuation everything is just one continuous thought
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Me: How do I own IronMan 2?!
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Me: Don't doubt my powers of deception.
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Me: They're gonna kill Santa!
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Rebecca: But the bad guy's white! He can't be the bad guy!
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And now, some oldies but goodies:

Jordan: What happens in 23, stays in 23.... We are in 23, right?
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 Me: Ellen! Quit walking like an ape!
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Me: [awkward silence] We're friends... and it's great.
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 Leah: I don't wanna lose my womanly baby-making powers!
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Me: The sound of my voice breeds guilt
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Me: You sound like a monkey.
Jordan: I used to sound like a dolphin.
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Me: [stuttering serendipitously turns into beat-boxing]
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Me: Oh, sheep! ...I said sheep, guys.
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Me:  I hope my clothes don't fly out!
Melissa B.: ...Me too!
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Me: Sing it, Rosie O'Donnel!
Melissa B.: I will.
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More to come in the future!

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Colonel Brandon

I have found within the pages of Jane Austin's Sense and Sensibility a kindred spirit: Colonel Brandon. Albeit I am only 50 pages into the book, a couple of statements about him rang true for me.
"Brandon is just the kind of man... Whom every body speaks well of, and nobody cares about; whom all are delighted to see, and nobody remembers to talk to"
And
Brandon is "a very respectable man who has every body's good word and nobody's notice"
Now, not to say that this is true on all levels, but it does feel quite familiar to me, especially in the realm of--dare I say it--dating. 
Many will mistake this as a complaint (it's not) so I won't be advertising this post. It is merely an observation. On the bright side of it all, Colonel Brandon is played by Alan Rickman in the BBC adaptation.
Rumor has it that he finds love in the end :)