On earthquakes and penguins
Last night I lost my earthquake virginity. Yep. I’ve been in California for more than three years and it wasn’t until 8:39pm on Sunday night that I felt my first tremors. My bed started shaking and I’ll be honest, at first I thought I had just let out a huge fart. The shaking continued for about 10 seconds, though, and that’s when I realized something was up, ’cause even on bad days my farts only last about 5 seconds. I’m unable to act normal during most situations, so I immediately flung open the door to my bedroom to go see if the Roommates I Never Talk To had just felt the magical plate techtonics shift that I just had! To make a long story short, no, they hadn’t felt anything. One was still making spaghetti and the other was on the phone, so they just gave me the hairy eyeball as I looked at them with wide eyes and a questioning expression that was supposed to translate to, “Did y’all just feel that?!” I retreated back to my room with my tail between my legs, but still feeling victorious that I had felt my first earthquake and lived to tell about it.
In other news, hi, it’s 1:03am and guess what I’m doing? Not studying for exams would be the correct answer! Instead, I am trying to come up with new looks to spruce up my drab cap and gown. Here’s a snippet of what’s going on up in here tonight. This is me and my obese stuffed penguin, Petri, and I think he just might walk at graduation with me.
Tags: california, earthquake, graduation
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May 19, 2009 at 10:42 am
he looks so happy!