Stuck in the SNL

What is happening in the world? Because as I was laying in my bed enjoying goldfish crackers and watching SNL on Hulu, I saw a disturbing image. The face of a familiar someone.
Remember that horrible Disney channel original "Stuck in the Suburbs?" I know I do. God only knows how many times I have watched it because I had nothing better to do with my life on a rainy weekend... or a sunny summer day... I just like TV. Anyways, remember that?
Ok... view this picture.
Remember now? Feeling sick? Having flashbacks of the horrible acting and stupid songs, and really dumb plot. (The plot is two teenage girls accidentally get pop star Jordan Cahill's cell phone. They then hold it hostage and stuff... then they teach him to truly be himself and play his songs with his original lyrics... or something.)
Okay, look at the dude in the middle....

Taran Killam.

Look him up on IMDb... and you will find a shocking truth.

THIS DUDE IS ON SNL NOW?!?!??! WTF?
Words cannot express. I mean... he is horrible in this movie, so is everyone, but... how is he now on SNL? Shockingly he hasn't been too horrible on SNL yet, I mean since he is new he hasn't gotten that many opportunities to fail, but I'm waiting for it. I will pounce on it like a panther and mock him. But still, how? How did he do it?


I want to be on SNL. I guess all I have to do is be in a crappy Disney channel movie, then I'm golden. Yes, I will start my raise to fame now!

Ultimate Frisbee

Having Friends makes everything better. Just in case you were wondering. I hated this place last year, I only had about... two friends. This year, which has only been three weeks long so far though it seems like months, has been a blast. I actually have a group of friends that actually enjoy doing things. Doing things is like... a new phenomenon to me. We go get food late at night and we hang out all day. I enjoy this.

These are my friends. We are on an ultimate Frisbee team together. I used to hate Ultimate Frisbee. I really suck at throwing Frisbees. Like... really bad. But, Ultimate is actually rather fun. I have been hating on it for a year now, and I will now retract my statement. I enjoy it. I can catch semi-well, so that is what I do. I actually scored a point in our first game. Our whole team scored. We kinda owned. 19-2. Eternal Flame! Yes.
But getting to the point. WHO THE F*** MADE UP ULTIMATE FRISBEE? Who made up Frisbees in general. Who named them Frisbees? What drugs were they on? Like, think about it for a minute. That is intensely weird stuff right there. "Yea Imma throw this plate thing in the air and see if it flys! Then were gunna make a game where you can't walk around. You have to pass it to other people." "Sounds good to me! Pass me more weed please."

Just saying. Drugs make weird things happen.

Late Night Runs

What is the point of a late night run you may ask?
Chips.
The ability to eat chips late at night is Uh-mazing. So you run a loop around campus then come back to your friend's dorm and you eat chips and extremely unhealthy ranch dip.
For reals.

Eighty-five dollar Nike Free Runs... totally worth it.

Glasses

I think my new glasses are cool, okay?
















Ya'll are just jealous.

First Day of School

The first day of school is always slightly awkward, and yet so exciting. At least for me it is. Because not only do you get to start new classes, but you get to meet new people. I actually think I made some friends today. Yea, so proud of myself. I am a really odd mixture of outgoing and shyness, so I end up being really awkward and annoying when I first meet people. Kinda sucks.
The most important realization I came to today was, well okay there are two realizations.
#1: My house, is kinda far away from everything, and it makes it difficult to survive. I have no resting place of my own. I just hang out in other people's rooms. Sorry people.
#2: I look like this guy that lives in the freshman dorm from the back. My friend, Firend, asked my RA from last year if she had seen me and she replied,"Yea she's sitting right there!" ..... Pointing at the random dude with the long blonde curly hair. Kill me now. I look like a man. :(
I actually am extremely tired because I stayed out late with some of my new friends. Yea. I'm that cool.

Question. Am I the only one who thinks that "totes" is an awesome abbreviation of totally?

Party, Quiz!

Summer is definitely coming to an end. I have successfully packed one suitcase full of things that I will need in Washington, but never ever need here. California. Such a lovely place. Why did I decided to go to school in gloomy Spokane? No one will ever know. 'Cept Jesus. That guy knows everything. So anyways.
Main topic today: Lyrics to songs.
I think I should make a special section, of sorts, for lyrics to songs. For those of you who don't know me very well, I love to sing. I sing along with the radio all the time in the car, but I have horrible hearing or something because I do not understand lyrics to songs. Usually I will just mumble along with the song because I know that I do not know the words. But, on "rare" occasions (aka "all the time") I think that I know the real lyrics and so I sing along my bizarre version. I don't know why I always seem to think that these random phrases make sense in the song, but I suppose it is something we all do. Right? No? Just me? Okay.
It is time for "Jenae's Mistaken Lyrics!"
So, Enrique has this new song "I Like It", and yes, I do like it, but that is besides the point. In the song he says "Party, Karamu, Fiesta, Forever" (I had to Google the lyrics for that). I for a good month or so have been singing the lyrics thusly: "Party, *mumble*, Fiesta, Prueba." For those of you who do not speak Spanish, "prueba" means "quiz". Why I thought Enrique was trying to tell us "Party, Quiz!" I have no idea. But it just really sounds like it. Think about it next time you hear the song. I don't seem so nuts now do I?

P.S. KARAMU? Googled it. It's a feast on the sixth day of Kwanzaa. Enrique is not African-American. He does NOT celebrate Kwanzaa. "Party, Quiz" isn't seeming like such a weird lyric anymore is it? Mmmhmmmm.

Actually About School

So here is my first post that is actually about being in college. Shocker, huh? So, let me get to it then.
I roomed with my best friend from high school my freshman year. But my dear Toaster has decided to not return to Whitworth for her second year, so I had to get a new roommate. The two or three people that I could possibly tolerate sharing a room with had already found roomies for the coming year. So I had the brilliant idea of getting a single room. I went ahead and signed up for a single room, before realizing that my dream personal getaway was an extra $1,000 each year. My father pays for my college education, but when I sweetly begged for him to drop an extra thou he refused. With my pitiful job, there's no way I can make enough to pay for my room and have money for expenses throughout the school year. So I've been sweating, about to call the school and switch rooms. When a beam of light comes down from heaven in e-mail form. This e-mail said that Whitworth had over booked dorms, so there was no room for the freshmen. They asked for students who were willing to move off campus into houses that they were going to provide, right across the street from school. People! I was like "Saweet!" I read on to find, not only would I get a single room, probably bigger than the one on campus, but I would get a $350 rebate. This is the best thing that has happened to me, like... ever. I am living in a house across the street form my school, I will get my own room (pretty sure) and I made $350! So good. Everyone. I am liking my life.

Side note: I have no idea who I am living with. When I get that information, that will be its own whole post.