my roommate for first year university is named corina xochi pautler. she is from the riverdale area of toronto. we now both reside in room 88 of adelaide hall, on addy 3. we are on the rockingest floor, in the rockingest room. as beth says, it's like our room is their living room, and we just happen to be friends sleeping on their couches. it's an interesting way of life, especially since our couches are actually bunk beds.back to corina. she demanded to be on my homepage. i wasn't going to put her here, especially since she refused my challenge of a duel on the basis that i do not eat. we annoy each other with the aid of annoy your roommate joke of the day, and the latest one says:
challenge your roommate to a duel. if he/she refuses, claim that you have won by forfeit and therefore conquered his/her side of the room. insist that he/she remove all of his/her possessions immediately.i think we really lucked in since we have a really coole room, mostly due to the fact that, 1) although we have less space per person, we have more possessions per person than anyone else, 2) we're both kind of crazy and nutty and we encourage each other to be hyper and wild, 3) we have christmas lights, and a $5.00 b/w tv, and a george of the jungle ad stolen from the cinema, and other various "borrowed" accessories (so much so that john has taken to calling me a klepto on a regular basis), and 4) it's just really coole since two even cooler people live in it. yes, i know it's very pretentious, but i can't stress enough how neat-o and peachy it is. you have to see it. i believe it's the karma of the room that drives us to be off-the-wall people, since some second yrs have told us about norma and jamie, two twins who lived in our room last year who were also crazy-wild-weird like us. the spirit of 88 addy prevails.corina has a "boyfriend" named luke. he was really coole. he fell out of the bunk bed naked one time but i wasn't there cos i was staying in emily's room for the night. it was a 6' drop. more than one boy has injured himself falling out of our beds. we get a kick out of it. yay.
i'm afraid to say anything more cos corina is watching me type, while holding a very sharp and pointy dagger above me. bye-bye. if there are no more updates within half a year, you know who she is.
musical indulgences, the queen's sweater song
