MFLLC come home!!!!
Here are pictures from our floor last year, and I miss these people so so so so so much. Like way too much. I miss you Julia, Andrea, and Arielle, and of course, Jordan
I miss our craziness and us just insulting each others' religions/spiritualities for those of us who fall under the category of "spiritual but not religious" as we still recieve money from Homeland Security for tolerating one and other. We had a wedding ceremony where we threw rose petals everywhere since they were dying and then realized that our vacuum cleaner was broken. It was a wedding/missing our old floormates ceremony
P.s. Professor Cheek is my hero. Like hands down. Today he was telling us about a book he wrote called Conquering Shyness The Battle That Anyone Can Win, yup that's my psych professor and only the most awesome man on the planet. We were laughing that someone was trying to sell it on Amazon.com for like 19 cents, they were even charging more for shipping and handling. The best part was when he told us about a book he reviewed for someone who had done shyness research and in his review on the back cover of this book he had even explained that the book he was reviewing was better than his own book. It was awesome. And then we watched Boy Meets World online. That was good times. And then we wondered whether or not depressed people have higher creativity. And perhaps why it would be better if Van Gough was still alive so he could like paint more. And about this researcher who criticized his research and he was on the review board for her article and like completely rejected it, and how her research had something to do with Emily Dickinson being a poet. Our professor only agreed with her when she claimed that Emily Dickinson was a poet, and that was about it.
I miss our craziness and us just insulting each others' religions/spiritualities for those of us who fall under the category of "spiritual but not religious" as we still recieve money from Homeland Security for tolerating one and other. We had a wedding ceremony where we threw rose petals everywhere since they were dying and then realized that our vacuum cleaner was broken. It was a wedding/missing our old floormates ceremony
P.s. Professor Cheek is my hero. Like hands down. Today he was telling us about a book he wrote called Conquering Shyness The Battle That Anyone Can Win, yup that's my psych professor and only the most awesome man on the planet. We were laughing that someone was trying to sell it on Amazon.com for like 19 cents, they were even charging more for shipping and handling. The best part was when he told us about a book he reviewed for someone who had done shyness research and in his review on the back cover of this book he had even explained that the book he was reviewing was better than his own book. It was awesome. And then we watched Boy Meets World online. That was good times. And then we wondered whether or not depressed people have higher creativity. And perhaps why it would be better if Van Gough was still alive so he could like paint more. And about this researcher who criticized his research and he was on the review board for her article and like completely rejected it, and how her research had something to do with Emily Dickinson being a poet. Our professor only agreed with her when she claimed that Emily Dickinson was a poet, and that was about it.