Sunday, September 18, 2011

Missing!

Missing:
One Betta Fish.

Left in a Tupperware "hospital tank" thingy after obtaining an injury. Tupperware thingy had black rocks and faux blue seaweed in it.

Gone missing approximately 25 hours ago.

Betta fish is about two inches tall and weighs about 3 ounces. Has black eyes and a blue and salmon body. He is injured from a fight and couldn't have gone far. Fins are damaged and need to be returned to the "hospital tank" ASAP. Responds to the name "Hagrid".

If found, please contact:

Margie Hausam
Westmont College
MS #1645
955 La Paz Rd
Santa Barbara, CA 93108

(Okay, people. This is no joke! I came back to Westmont from visiting home and my roommate, Emily, asked me if I took Hagrid with me. No, I didn't, of course. We searched the whole room thinking that maybe the "hospital tank" cover had slipped out and he jumped out to kill himself--Bettas do that when they are injured--, but no Hagrid. He is nowhere to be found! We were wondering.....maybe someone took a fish? An injured fish? Not the beautiful, healthy Betta, Haiku, swimming in the huge tank? Not the skittish, but entertaining goldfish, Hunamed, swimming in the other tank? Not the African Dwarf Frog, Harper, swimming in yet another tank? But the injured Betta healing in a Tupperware dish? I dunno....)

Monday, September 12, 2011

The Giraffe Test

My grandmother sent this to me a while back. I thought it was hysterical! Also, I epically failed this test. Try it and see how you do!



1.
How do you put a giraffe into a refrigerator?
(stop and think before you scroll down.)












The correct answer is: Open the fridge, put in the giraffe, and close the door. Duh.

This question tests whether you tend to do simple things in an overly complicated way.


2. How do you put an elephant into a fridge?





Did you say "open the fridge, put in the elephant, and close the door."?

Wrong answer....

















The correct answer is: Open the fridge, take out the giraffe, put in the elephant, and close the door.

This one tests your ability to think through the repercussions of your previous actions.


3. The Lion King is hosting an animal conference. All the animals attend....except for one. Which animal doesn't attend??













Correct Answer: The elephant. The elephant is in the fridge. You just put him there. Remember?!

This one also tests your memory.

Okay, even if you did not answer the first three questions correctly, you still have one more chance to redeem yourself. Pressure's on.

4. There is a river you must cross, but it is manifested with hungry crocodiles and you don't have a boat. How do you manage it?




When I asked my brother, Ricker, he answered: You go in the fridge.
Um, wrong answer. But good try!









The correct answer is: You jump into the river and swim across. Have you not been paying attention!? All the crocodiles are attending the Animal Meeting!

This one tests whether you learn quickly from your mistakes.

Did you get it right?

According to Anderson Consulting Worldwide, around 90% of the professionals that they tested got all the questions wrong, but most preschoolers that they tested got the majority of the questions correct!

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Happy Birthday!

My birthday was so much fun!! Here are some pictures:

My darling roommate, Meg, made me a brownie/ chocolate and vanilla frozen yogurt/ Lucky Charms/ "happy birthday" stick-figure man dessert. I did not eat it all...I had help. It was good!
I woke up, on my birthday morning, to find these Sticky Notes on my bed from Darling Meg.

(The last one says "Enjoy today! Love, Meg.")

I found this little beauty one my door. Kind of a funny inside joke--there is an IT guy whose name is Gaston. I was joking with my friend asking if he was dashing and cute. She said "A little ", so we looked him up on FaceBook. He's a body builder. Now you get it?


My amazing RA, Rhianna, left these notes for me on the mirrors:

(2C is my section in my dorm, FYI)
Mikela made me delicious brownies! And I found about 15 different notes left on my desk.My parents sent me some balloons!
Dr. Lee didn't even know it was my birthday, but class outside on the grass was a birthday present in my opinion. And, for the record, this picture was taken during our five minute break.

My amazing neighbors, Anna and Heather, threw a surprise tea party for me! Compete with scones, chai tea, Mad Gab, tons of friends, and laughter.The amazing hosts:
So. Stinkin'. Fun!

The following night, a group of about ten of us went to go see "The Help". If you haven't seen it, go see it!! I've seen it twice and I LOVE it. So good.

Plus, 112 people wrote on my FaceBook wall and I got 23 "Happy birthday!!" texts and one "17 Things I Love About Margie" text. I thought I might add.

Overall, I had a pretty darn great day!

Thursday, September 8, 2011

20 Things to Do Before I Am 20

Happy birthday to me!

As a birthday present to myself (and to you really), I wrote a list of 20 things to do before I'm 20--idea credited to Allison Hibbard. You can read her blog here.

These are my goals:

1. Visit Africa at least 2 times.
2. Lose 25 pounds.
3. Run a half marathon.
4. Read over 150 books.
5. Go to 6 different countries.
6. Read the entire Bible.
7. Get a tattoo (You can read about it here)
8. Pierce my nose--yep! I want a tattoo and a pierced nose. Aren't I a rebel?
9. Learn to play an instrument of the orchestra (excludes piano and guitar).
10. Learn to sight-sing written music.
11. Compete in a Polo match (the Prince William kind).
12. Buy my own car.
13. Preform in at least 2 musicals.
14. Make and eat an entirely homegrown salad.
15. Record an album (over 10 songs) even it's never released.
16. Become scuba certified.
17. Sponsor 4 children. One in Ethiopia, Kenya, Zimbabwe, and Uganda.
18. Defeat my mother in a game of "Words with Friends". (This may sounds stupid, but believe me....she kicks butt.)
19. Memorize 10 Bible verses.
20. Collect all 50 state quarters from scratch. My parents did this like 3 years ago. My turn!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

I am 16 Going on 17

Tomorrow is my birthday. I will be 17.

In addition to a new age, something else will be new this year--how I celebrate my birthday.

Before: I'd wake up with a family member bouncing on my bed, whether that be my dog or a human family member, I don't know. It changes.
Now: My alarm on my iPhone screams "WAKE UP!! Time for your 8:00 class! Get moving!".

Before: I'd sit down to a delicious breakfast prepared by one of my parents. I could even request something.
Now: The Dining Commons. Good old cereal.

Before: We'd go do something fun for the whole day--Disneyland, Knotts Berry Farm, San Diego Zoo, the Getty, etc.
Now: Classes until late afternoon and my Disneyland pass expired.

Before: Family dinner complete with birthday cake, ice cream of my choice, presents, and singing.
Now: The DC. Good ol' meatloaf.

Before: Bedtime at a reasonable hour after dessert.
Now: Bedtime whenever I want after I watch an R rated movie, of course. 'Cause I can.

Before: I'd pretty much be queen for the day.
Now: Professors always reign supreme.

Before: I could do almost anything I wanted.
Now: I could do the same, but my grades would suffer badly.

Before: I was under my parents' wings.
Now: I'm flying (close to--not paying for very much) solo.

Will I do something fun? I hope so! But studying for those exams on Friday comes first.

In case you are wondering, I will blow out candles. Imaginary ones--no candles allowed on campus. My wish will probably be this: Good grades and that people will stop "YOU'RE HOW OLD!?"ing when someone tells them my age (I stopped this about the first hour at Westmont. The first time it's SO much fun to get that reaction, but by the 100th time, I'm done.)

I'm not complaining, it's just a new and foreign phase of my life. The phase in which one transfers into the life of a grown adult. But that's for next year--the adultness. And I definitely have already planned my 18th birthday.

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Are You My Mother?

During orientation, Westmont had a meeting solely for the Page Hall girls (my dorm, FYI). In this meeting, our RD, Shannon, confronted the issue of husband hunting--something all of us girls have been tempted to do--that includes me.

I mean, it is very likely I will meet my Prince Charming (or my Michael Hosea for all you Redeeming Love fans) here despite the terrible 2:1 ratio of girls to guys. My parents met here. My friend's parents met here. It's very likely! So likely, in fact, that it has been hard for me to not look at any random guy and think to myself "Are you my husband?" despite the fact that I'm so not boy-crazy or terribly interested in a boyfriend currently. I kinda feel like the baby bird in the book Are You My Mother?.

Shannon made an excellent point during that meeting, "Girls, you may not meet your husbands here, but you will meet some of your bridesmaids."

Great. Now every time I look at my suite-mates, I think "Are you my bridesmaid?".

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Freshman, Pay Attention

The other day, I was reading this brilliant book called "Special Topics in Calamity Physics" (by Marisha Pessl) and discovered this brilliant quote.

As a little back story, the main character, Blue van Meer (LOVE that name!!), is entering into her first day of school and is talking to herself about how to act. As she walks into the hall, she sees a person pretending to be busy and is staring at a blank notebook and thinks:

"I'm obliged to reveal an old trick: implacable self-possession can be attained by all, not by pretending to look absorbed in what's clearly a blank spiral notebook; not by trying to convince yourself you're an undiscovered rock star, movie star, top model, tycoon, Bond, Bond Girl, Queen Elizabeth, Elizabeth Bennett or Eliza Doolittle at the Ambassador's Ball; not by imagining you're a long-lot member of the Vanderbilt family, nor by tilting up your chin fifteen to forty-five degrees and pretending to be Grace Kelly in her prime. These methods work in theory, but in practice they slip away, so one is left hideously naked with nothing but the stained sheet of self-confidence around one's feet.
Instead, stately dignity can be possessed by all, in two ways:

1. Diverting the mind with a book or play
2. Reciting Keats"

So good. I haven't finished it yet, but I definitely recommend it!