Who Are the People in My Neighborhood?
Also known as my second family, my friends are very close to me and growing yearly, so as I have trouble keeping up with them anymore. I'm not really used to having that many friends, so nobody be offended if I accidently forget them, K?

Red=Soon to be gone. These individuals are seniors and about to graduate in May, an event I, personally, will not miss for all the world. They will dwell with us all next year in spirit.

Green=Yeah Juniors! These are people I have managed to keep close to me for all my three years now. Do you all have no fear? Among them I count my dearest, most obnoxious, most loved companions. You know, the kind you have already worn down to that soft fuzzy consistancy...

Blue=Sophmores: People who I first treated like helpless newborn puppies because, truthfully, as freshman, they were kinda helpless and confused about everything, but now I can view as having their own logical minds and opinions...except for times when they refuse to eat, sleep, study, or think properly. Or try to give my hard earned charity back. Idiot.

White=Freshman. My new helpless puppies! Over the course of this year they have opened their eyes, started walking away from me, and in general tried to get lives of their own...But I won't let them! :) Maybe they'll have the chance to get away next year when I am so distracted by my senior schoolwork. Oh, I almost forgot....

Thank you for the marvelous chocolate cake, my dears! It was wonderful!

  • Sarah / This spirited individual has introduced me to many rather mature themes in my time knowing her but I'm not complaining. My favorite theatre person ever, a very friendly ear for my hard times. Good late night companion as well.

  • Laura / Ever the conversationalist, she could debate with you for a long while about most any subject. I love her technical skills and her deep mind. An example of this is the fact that she was the person who introduced me to "Sandman" comics. These are sometimes gory, but always very deep and imaginative. Some of her dark tastes are very well demonstrated at the other end of that link on her name....Also, she keeps up to date on the day to day news..a great skill.

  • Jamie and Michele a.k.a. Jamichele / We all joke about this pair being inserpable but they are really two very different people. Jamie is a person who always struck me as ready to take control and get things done while Michele is fairly laid back and flowing. They are both seniors and piled up with work so we miss seeing them around. Most famous for their positions as the high priestesses of the MBC Beatles cult. Go check it out.

  • Diana a.k.a. D / My current roommate and a dear sweet individual. She is a large person and rather intimidating if you don't know her (and even if you do when she's angry) but she is really just a big teddy bear. Luckily she has a fairly long fuse and is very patient, so she can handle me as a friend and roommate.

  • Molly a.k.a. Moll / Another deep human being. A philosophy major with opinions she is another person that I can debate with for always. She invented the verb of "violently agreeing". But, Molly is also the person to whom I tell all my personal secrets.

  • Jenny a.k.a. Riggy / Another teddy bear-like human being but Riggs is less stern and more goofy. Sweet, italian, and ready to laugh. Particularly loves to do her Marlon Brando inpersonation. Guess it's a Jersey thing.

  • Amanda / Our third teddy bear type, she is big and opinionated. Nothing bad on those counts as I am always ready for that rematch for the arm wrestling championship. One of my toughest friends, we've been through alot.

  • Charlotte / An enigma, flittering around in all our lives not fully understood but certainly known. My favorite French speaking person with all her tastebuds dead from Louisiana food...Very close to me because of hardship, but it is more a feeling of emotion and deep conversation than that of shared dark secrets. My favorite ghost.

  • Sandra / A wonderful human being who truely works hard...sometimes too hard...and is a pefectionist to a fault. I love her dearly but sometimes I just want to jack that self-esteem up thirty notches.

    ***To save space for my pages, I have quit torturing Sandra and taken down the modeling pictures (though you can mail me with requests Marie). Thanx for your help, all you great people who commented that I was right in my opinion of her looks. And for all you people who still want more pictures, I just happen to have a few more embarassing ones that make me look fat and silly and make Sandra look just plain silly (in a good sense, of course). ;)

  • Kristin / A very analitical person, IMHO...but then again, my opinion is the one on display here, no? I'm not that intense in my ability to sense sarcasm (that was a nice harmless way of noting my density, don't you think?) and so occasionally we have misunderstandings as to whole actually holds what opinion. But I like the company...and the chocolate.

  • Christine / I think she finally has started to forgive me for that long period where everyone called her Kristin and everyone one called Kristin (above) Christine. She is like Charlotte in the flittering aspect, but while Charlotte is an intellectual introvert in her quiet ghostliness, Christine is a quirky extrovert. Her movements and silliness are a great performance to help balance out the seriousness of college. As long as her work gets done properly and she stays sane...oh well, I shouldn't mother her. She already has her own mother living near the college for that job.

    • Picture Perfect Moments from My Photo Album

    Jr. Dad's-
    I am currently a junior at Mary Baldwin College, and all women's instituion. In the spirit of an old Southern school, a ball is held for the students where they attend with their fathers (or a chosen date) and are presented with their class rings in ceremony. This Junior Dad's only recently occured in November, near Thanksgiving. I made meories with my mother (she and I burned up the floor with our Electric Slide) and my family was very happy to have the band performing hail from Atlanta, my hometown, and play excellent shag music, my mother's favorite. My father, who couldn't dance much just stood there and Mom and I both held one of his hands and danced while the crowd of my friends made jokes about two-timing....But, I digress. From this event I have many pictures I am quite happy with and posted up here for random public display....for awhile. But again, sadly, due to the web memory space being taken up, I am forced to leave only the main picture, but truthfully, the best picture. Long live the Juniors! God save our souls!

    Signature Ball-
    In Feburary, I had my first emergancy about getting a formal in two hours before the Signature Ball. My dress was supposed to have come in that morning but UPS had a little accident I'm still growling about but have counted as meant to be. Anyway, the Signature Ball has a theme every year and this year was the Roaring Twenties. There was no alcohol (I vote the Baldwin Program Board didn't get the ABC licence in time) but there were toy guns, a great live band, and gambling (fake money, of couse). Everyone started the night with a handful of $500 bills and slot machine tokens. Diana, of course, instantly struck it rich (about 200) on the slots! I avoided the blackjack and wheel of fortune from the start, and the roulette table after I really lost money there. That left me addicted to craps and smiling cheerfully at Dr. Grotjohn, one of my fav English profs who was brave enough to man the table. I was doing your usual variety of luck until halfway through the evening when the urge hit me to be random. I leaned over and passed a coin to Diana, asking her to put it on the one shot snake eyes. I realized a moment later that I had handed her a $500 chip instead of the $100 I had intended and thought about calling for it back but decided that I was a good waste of play money. The table was hushed as the man rolled. Suddenly they all screamed. It was snake eyes. A cash-in of 1 to 30. I couldn't do the math that fast and nodded in shock as Dr. Grotjohn handed me $5,000,000 in chips. Then I walked away to dance. That was a good way to end my gambling for the night....
    Anyway, everyone looked lovely, as usual, even me in my rented dress and fencing bruises. I'll try and get my hands on some pictures, but for now, trust my descriptions.