I love Hawaii so dearly, and living off-campus is so very exciting... But it's not as glamorous as I may have imagined. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE that I can eat whatever I want. I'm done with the caf forever, and I will NEVER eat there again! Hallelujah.
Now my diet consists of cereal, ramen, and Taco Bell.
But hey, I can identify this food, unlike the caf's food.
Something else I had not anticipated is my landlord. See, my house is not contracted with BYUH (they let in too many students and there's not enough housing, so you basically have to fend for yourself and do whatever to find a place)... My landlord - a 50 year-old widowed man - lives in our house with us. Upon moving in, he told us he had a job in town and would very rarely be here, but now he says he has to do weekly inspections, and he's always using the kitchen. We also use the same laundry.
Something else he didn't tell us is that we share a unit with a married couple - as in students who are young and married, and living with four single girls. Awkward. So very awkward. And if you don't know why that's awkward, I'll tell you when you're older. Except not, because it's more awkward when you're old enough to know. The good news: they're from Japan, which means they are quiet, polite, and they keep to themselves. They have their own bathroom, but we all share a kitchen.
It's interesting.
My absolute favorite part about living off campus is the bugs. Sorry, did I say favorite? And the word "bugs" doesn't even begin to describe it.
This is our pet cane spider. It watched me shower once. I went to get my brush out of the cabinet and it ran on in, on my shelf, so I left the room - calmly, of course - and my dear roommate Hannah (aka my hero) killed it with Windex and a shoe. (We've been using Windex since we ran out of Raid.) That same roommate-hero-ninja killed the centipede in our room, which was the size of a small snake. I was walking around our bedroom in the dark, getting ready for my early morning class while my roommate slept. Her computer was plugged in, so there was a tiny blue light illuminating the ground. I could see something there, but I thought it might be a big bracelet or something. Hannah (my roommate) kinda woke up and told me I could turn on the light. It was at that point that I realized that it may be something awful, so I flipped on the light and pointed it out, asking if it was a bracelet. When she said no and looked down, I jumped up onto her ladder (but remained silent! It was not even 7am). I ran and got the Raid, and she sprayed it. While it wriggled and squeamed (which isn't a word, but it should be), we jumped onto the ladder of her top bunk. She then put a Tupperware container over the monster; we left it all day to suffocate/drown in Raid until we were finished with classes. Our other amazing housemate Taylor scooped up the dead body for us. Did I mention these things bite? My friend Catherine's old roommate got bit on the toe and her whole foot got all swollen and purple, and she ended up going to the ER. They are DANGEROUS! Not to mention huge and creepy.
Oh, and I killed a cockroach RIGHT before walking into my room that morning. And I've had to kill a cockroach most mornings in the bathroom whenever I'm the first one awake (every Tuesday and Thursday).
Ugh.
But my roommates are THE BEST. We have lots of fun!
In fact, my roommate just got home from an after party with all the pro surfers who competed today in the Volcom Pipe Pro, and
SHE MADE OUT WITH JOHN JOHN FLORENCE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I've seen the picture someone else took. That's real life. If you don't know who John John is, go look him up... I watched him win the Triple Crown of surfing last semester, then he won this one today! AMAZING!!!! And he's only 19. He is probably the richest 19 year old on earth. And he's pretty dang cute. And he went to Kahuku! Local boy, born and raised!
So yeah. She knows how to have a good time... Making out with pro surfers and such... Haha.
Oh, and we named our house the Ninja house (it's not contracted through the school so it didn't have a name). We all WILL have Ninja names, but right now, it's just Ninjatay (emphasis on the JA, not Tay) for Taylor, and Ninjamaican (Mary's the Rasta girl). We also call Mary the Fallen Ninja because she's a freaking klutz, the Fresh Ninja 'cause she's obsessed with Fresh Prince, and Black Ninja (she named herself that, but we all know I'm the black one around here). Hannah and I are still working on ours, though Mary likes to think she's going to call me the Harry Ninja because I love Harry Potter. Yeah, okay, and I'll call her Ree, short for Mary - or retard.
So this semester has already been an adventure and tons of fun, and it's only the 3rd week of school! Woo! I wonder what creatures we'll discover in our house as the semester continues... Wish us luck!!
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