So this is life...

So, I have a lot on my mind I wanna write about, but I’m saving that for after finals.  However, one thing I do wanna note is that leaving ND doesn’t mean there are any less “that’s what she said”s.  On my floor, there’s a guy who writes down everything anyone says that could be misinterpreted.  Thank goodness he wasn’t eating dinner with us today, but I swear, every single word that came out of my mouth was misconstrued to mean something dirty.  Here are some examples:

While eating oranges:

Sarvesh: “Nicole, are you having trouble with your orange?”

Me: “It’s cuz she’s peeling the things off.  It’s okay, I do that too.  I usually choke when I swallow too much of the white stuff.”

While getting ice cream:

Me: “The ice cream machine’s really annoying.  The problem with it is that all you have to do is just pull on it a little and a whole lot pops out.”

While trying to balance the Tabasco bottle on its head:

Me: “I’m trying to get it to stay up.”

While trying to step on the back of Virginia’s rainboots (this required me to step out from underneath my umbrella into the rain to run up to her to do it, but she kept pushing me away):

Me: “Can’t you just let me?  I’m getting wet because of you!”

While Virginia was trying to get back at me when I finally succeeded, but she was stepping on my toes instead:

Me: “It doesn’t count when you do it from the front.”

Honestly, after today, I can’t say a single thing for fear that it may come out dirty.  But I don’t really mind cuz it hella reminds me of what it was like at ND, when we’d say dirty things just for the heck of it and twist clean things so they sound dirty just for the heck of it.  Man, I miss ND.