The semester has ended

There is nothing left. I am done with the courses I have been working on for the past sixteen weeks.

And I am at home having fun!!!!!

Yes, I am. I made cookies yesterday and finished them today. I have watched some funny movies, danced with two sisters, wrestled with my brother (and beat him twice), ordered books online, changed baby's diaper, practiced juggling, folded laundry, and made a lot of noise.
It will be a good vacation. But I am getting excited about next semester's classes.

Pumpkin and Cheese

I forgot something else I wanted to post before going back to studying.

I had a most delicious dinner tonight: cheese and pumpkin filling sandwich.

Doesn't that sound just wonderful?

It was this way: Two of my roommates went out for dinner with family, one was busy else where, and the other was on a weird eating schedule caused by sleeping in too late. So I was left to my own devices.

I hunted around in the pantry and the refrigerator and spied a bowl of pumpkin custard (I'm calling it that because that is what it most resembles. It was really that the roommate who made it ran out of crust when making pie, and just poured the leftover filling in a bowl and cooked it). So I seized it and took my cheddar cheese along too. I had already pulled out my bread. I sliced the cheese and laid it on one half of my sandwich. Then I put the two slices of bread into our toaster oven. When the cheese was melting, I pulled the bread out, slapped some pumpkin stuff onto the side with the cheese and closed the sandwich with the other piece of bread. It was really good even though our toaster oven toast bread in a most unusual uneven pattern.

My blog

I am supposed to be looking over my first physics exam in preparation for my upcoming final, but instead I am procrastinating. I have been indulging in that rare but interesting pastime called "blog-hopping".
After seeing many pages written by many people I did not know about the many things going on in their lives, I began to wonder about my own blog. If some stranger decided to go blog-hopping and accidentally landed on my blog, would the afore-mentioned stranger find my posts interesting or part of another long line of blogs that talked about things and events and people unknown to those outside of a limited reading circle.
I am afraid the last couple posts at least would not attract any hopping stranger. Too bad.
Perhaps I can do better by posting more things about physics or strengths of materials or other things like that. Those would be different. They would not be apologies to friends and family for not writing in a long time, or brief paragraphs about how busy the writer is, or long paragraphs describing every detail of their lives and pictures to illustrate as well. For indeed, this is mostly what I ran into in my little excursion.

Ah well, now I must leave and be good. Keep tryst for the finals!

The third floor

This is rather random, but funny.

One of my roommates and I are going to be looking for a new apartment for next year. So we've been discussing the things we need to look for. My roommate has sensitive sinuses, so it is important that the house is mold free (or at least as close as possible to being so). That is really the biggest concern, but we have smaller issues that can be compromised if necessary.

But one thing is decided. We cannot live on the third floor apartment of any house. The second floor is possibly pushing it, but can be worked with. The reason is that neither of us are quite strong enough to carry the TUBA up and down all those stairs every week for band. My roommate has been going to band since she was a freshman and her tuba is quite respected and loved. But it is rather heavy.
Fortunately, her sister's fiance lives downstairs at the moment, so he has been carrying it down and back for her these past several years. But since her sister is getting married in the summer, they will be living in their own house and not under us.

Our solutions to this are as follows:
We can only live on the third floor of a house if: We find some very nice guys to live in the downstairs apartments who are willing to carry the tuba for us,
or
we find some guy so dedicated to band, that he will even come to specifically bring the tuba up and down the stairs (but we're doubtful of finding someone of this sort or of quite trusting his intentions if we did),
or
my roommate finds a boyfriend who also goes to band (so I don't have to hang out with him while waiting for her to come back),
or
I get a boyfriend (so he will still be around when my roommate comes back from band - presumably doing homework with me).

So those are our conditions to living in a third floor apartment. If we hope to fulfill any of these, we're going to have to work hard these next couple weeks before our actual housing hunting begins. Or we could just not live in any third floor apartments.

Nothing yet

I have not yet posted any reviews or anything. I have had too many exams.
But I shall work on them after my last two exams before finals.

Also, I wanted to share the good news with you all. The trailer for Prince Caspian is released online!!!! You can watch it at NarniaWeb.
I have restrained myself, and shall not watch it until after my physics exam this evening. It shall thus be a little treat for afterwards and insure that it does not interfere with my study time.

HURRAY FOR PRINCE CASPIAN!!