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hi!!! welcome!!! please sign my guestbook or I will assume nobody loves me!!! (kidding) (mostly)

ok so hi. I'm Marisa! I'm 19, I'm a freshman at a state school about two hours from home, and I am typing this in the computer lab at 1:40 in the morning instead of doing my Western Civ reading, which I think tells you most of what you need to know about me. Everybody on my floor has a home page now so I figured I'd make one before I'm the last person on Earth without one. My RA says pages should be "short and to the point." Sorry, Kristen. That's not really my thing. (Hi Kristen!) the roommate situation My roommate is Tasha. She's from right outside Philly and she gets up at six in the morning to go running. On purpose. Nobody is chasing her. She also labels her food in the mini-fridge, which I thought was a little intense until I ate half her yogurt by accident the second week, so now I get it, and I owe her a yogurt. We have a system for the lamp and a system for the phone and a system for when her boyfriend calls from Penn State, and the systems are mostly working. Honestly she's the best and I got really lucky, because the girl across the hall has a roommate who keeps a lizard. A lizard. HI TASHA, I KNOW YOU'RE READING THIS, I SEE YOU IN THE LAB. quiz results (very scientific) I take every quiz anybody forwards me. It's a problem. Here's what the internet has decided about me so far: Which Friends character are you? Phoebe. I wanted Rachel. Everybody wants Rachel. I took it again and got Phoebe again, so I think the quiz is trying to tell me something. Which Spice Girl are you? Baby. (The first time I got Sporty, and anyone who has seen me in gym class knows that's a lie, so I didn't count it.) What kind of cereal are you? Lucky Charms. "Sweet, a little all over the place." Rude, but fair. What should your major be? It said "undecided." A quiz told me I'm undecided. I'm framing it. speaking of which: my major Undeclared! Forever, possibly! Every time I walk into the advising office I come out wanting to be something new. So far this semester I have wanted to be: a psych major, a communications major, an elementary ed major, and for one whole afternoon, a geology major, because the rock lady at the activities fair was really, really nice and gave me a piece of quartz. I still have the quartz. I do not have a major. My dad asks "so, did you pick yet?" every Sunday when he calls, and I say "getting there!" in my getting-there voice. home sweet Scranton Yes, it's a real place. Yes, people laugh when I say it. It's got the Steamtown trains and the coal mine tour at McDade Park that every single kid in Lackawanna County goes on in fourth grade, and it's got my mom and my dad and my little brother Joey (14, gross, secretly nice). And it's got Old Forge pizza, which comes in a rectangle on a tray and is the best food in the world, and nobody here has even heard of it, and I miss it like it's a person. If anyone reading this is going home to the Scranton area, please bring me back a tray. I'll pay you in yogurt. (Not Tasha's yogurt.) things I am scared of, in order The geese by the library pond. They know my name. They know my schedule. Whatever the dining hall calls "Hawaiian chicken." Talking on the phone to anyone who isn't related to me. Y2K, a little. My dad bought extra batteries "just in case" and now I'm worried too. Raising my hand in my 200-person lecture. What if I say something and it's wrong and all 200 people turn around? The third floor bathroom after midnight. Something drips in there and nobody can find it. Okay, this one's real. I'm scared of letting my dad down. He didn't get to go to college, and he worked a lot of Saturdays so I could, and when they dropped me off in August he shook my hand in the parking lot like I was a bank manager and then hugged me for about five minutes and didn't say anything. I just really don't want him to think it was for nothing. I don't think he would. But I think about it. Anyway!!! Moving on!!! (Sorry. It's almost 2 am. That's when these pages get written.) this page is under construction I want to put up pictures of our room and the famous lamp, but the film is still in my camera and there are six pictures left on the roll and I refuse to waste them. Coming soon: a page about my favorite books, and maybe a page just for my quiz results, since that list is only going to get longer.

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Last updated: September 21, 1999  |  © 1999 Marisa Kowal