Had a White Skin Friend (Look Like Micheal Jackson)   
11:05pm 06/04/2004
 
mood: devious
music: "One Call Away" ~Chingy
Yo Journaaal,

Sup Dawg? So yo, we decided to make a rap duo and we call our group Lukewarm Linsten. Yeah we ain't got ryhmes yet. So today, Christen woke up to the wrong alarm, exactly two hours earlier then she had expected to wake up. Lindsay was snuggled in her covers sleepin' like a baby the whole time. Another skipped chapel today, and yo Christen's square dance class was wack. Amazingly enough, Lottie was playing the rooms favorite song of the moment, which was a Cake song. In math we learned from our eccentric teacher that "We can't all live in tree houses forever--thatz the lesson for today." Lindsay was a lil disheartened to hear the terrible news, she wanted to buy a big ass tree house after college. The Union was mad hopin' tonight. We brought our new homie Nikki (a PMSer). They had some wangstas juggling in the joint. After we hit up da Union, we decided to do our two steppin'. Lindsay found some hot music. Christen and Lindsay started to do their thangs to "Hey Mama" (which became the new hit song in the room!) Then we had some fly sistas ova to the crib to watch a dope movie (A Walk to Remember). We weep. You know how we do! Yo we out. Peace!		  
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Welcome To the High Voice Club! Hope you Have a High Voice Too!   
09:18pm 05/04/2004
 
mood: chipper
music: "Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da" ~Phish...(so they have a good song!)
Dear journal,

Two roads did diverge in a yellow wood..but who knows if Lindsay and Christen will travel either one! We just can't understand why it is so hard to find two more girls to travel four hours to the wilderness, to the backwoods, to meet four studly Penn State gentlemen. Five if you count Captain Morgan. Why? Why is it so difficult? Hehe. So Christen asks her friend Jenn to come, however, she responded negatively when Christen mentioned that they would be making their own camp site. Jenn says, " That's illegal, you can't have random fires in unapproved areas. I would know. I was the Fire Queen! (refering to her reign as Miss Cecil County Fire Prevention" Ahh Jenn. She and smokey the bear get along.

So in the surrounding rooms, the girls on our floor, heard only our loud laughter, Lindsay's dolphin like squeals, the sound of Christen tumbling to the floor, and the high pitched singing as they wished the Valentine's Day helium balloon farewell.		  
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08:23pm 05/04/2004
 
mood: satisfied
music: "Le Le Low"~ Hot Hot Heat
Dear Journal,

I know what you are thinking. Monday, how could it be good? Is it possible that Monday was better than Saturday? No, but we made it better just the same! The day began with the fire alarm going off at the ungodly hour of 10:00. Christen was late for class. Lindsay was getting blown away in the wind trying to walk from the library to Boyer. It only got better when Christen returned from Chem Lab in the afternoon. Ironically as she was sitting at her computer, the ex of her ex, knocks on the door to show the room to a group of male PMSers. No journal, they weren't androgenous. They were Prospective Messiah Students. They were actually quite friendly and complemented Christen that the Posada poster belonged to Lindsay not her. "Well, I just like his butt!" says Lindsay. I think they left satisfied.		  
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It's Fun To Stay At The YMCA!   
11:04pm 03/04/2004
 
mood: geeky
music: "YMCA"~ The Village People
Dear Journal,

So it's Saturday which of course means that we are bored. So, Christen decides to have a dance party. Yes, a dance party in our little white cinder blocked room! So Lindsay finds some nice techno dance music and they get their groove on. Shaking their tail feathers, bustin' a move, and shaking it like a poloriod picture. To our surprise, and enjoyment, the YMCA started playing. Christen and Lindsay grab their chairs and move them to the middle of the room, and stand up on them. When all of a sudden, while they were singing at the top of their lungs, arms stretched high in the air in the form of a Y, the door opens. The other roomie Heather sees them and stops dead in her tracks. She then turns around, walks back out, and closes the door behind her.

We are sorry Heather for any discomfort we may have caused. Yes, the YMCA may have affected our judgement.		  
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Another Day....Just Another Ordinary Day!   
06:03pm 02/04/2004
 
mood: contemplative
music: "The Freshman" The Verve Pipe
Here we are. At the new Student Union. Finally completed it took them about what...three years. So yeah, it's very exciting! We conversed about boys. Lindsay over her Chicken Ceaser Wrap, and Christen over her chicken sandwich. Christen brings up her ex and how problematic he is. Lindsay decides to give her two cents into the situation...."You see your ex is kind of like a puppy. He has those eyes that beg to be taken home, and when you get home...he pisses all over the floor, and you don't like him anymore!" Christen laughs and agrees. Then they start to look at the guys in the union. Lindsay points to one and says "Well he's cute." Christen answers, "Yeah he's cute, but he's about as deep as a cup!" Lindsay goes, "So your saying he's not 'mentally attractive'."		  
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Denny's, Downtown   
05:49pm 28/03/2004
 
mood: amused
music: "Shadow Stabbing" Cake
Well, we got off campus, only to find ourselves at Denny's at the other side of the tracks. Lindsay was eating her French Slam, Christen was eating her omlete, Val and Matt were being a couple. When lo and behold, two strange high school dropouts, one with a mouth like Jay, the other definitely not Silent enough to be Bob, seat themselves at the table next to us. They decided they were going to be suave and hit on us. Bob (for lack of real name) starts with the classic pick up line...."Look it's snowing." Needless to say Christen was not impressed and Lindsay was indulged in her food. So Jay, worked up all the charm he had, and asked for our phone numbers. Christen said she was amish and had no phone. Lindsay decided to say she had a boyfriend (which she did at the time). They continued with "Do you want to take a ride in my buggy?"....some boys just don't know when to stop. We got up and left, Jay and Bob followed. But they left us alone when Matt and other people in the room began threatening them. They didn't take very well to the finger either.		  
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Oh Tedious Day! (A Tragedy in Two Parts)   
05:44pm 27/03/2004
 
mood: bitchy
music: "Brown Eyed Girl" Everclear
It's Saturday and campus is dead (as are we).

Setting: Small cinder block room with three inhabitants. Four if you count Gizelle. The walls are covered with posters of the Effiel Tower, A Proposal To Abolish Grading, Ralph Lauren adds, a Jorge Posada poster (to Christen's disatisfaction), and Gideon Yago.

The scene begins with Christen doing sit ups on the floor and Lindsay going for a tissue.

Lindsay: "Damn, there are no more tissues!"
Christen: (mid sit-up) "How are there no more tissues?"
Lindsay: "You used them all (now yelling)!"
Christen: "I never use tissues. You used all the tissues!"
Lindsay: "I'm going to step on you!"
Christen: "Why can't you just open another box there are a billion."
Lindsay: "I'm going to step on you!"
Christen: "(some profanity)"


Lindsay is back at her computer listening to an online music station, Christen is still doing her sit-ups!

Christen: "What song did you just skip?"
Lindsay: "Nothing (with an innocent look on her face)"
Christen: "YOU SKIPPED DAVE!"
Lindsay: "I wanted to listen to Pink!"
Christen: "PINK! Nobody likes PINK! The skank or the color."
Lindsay: "Dave Matthews is gay."
Christen: " THE ROOMATE THING ENDS HERE."

Saturday's always make us a little quarelsome. THE END!		  
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The NEXT Day   
05:27pm 24/03/2004
 
mood: predatory
music: "Mobile Home" Presidents of The United States of America
It was the next day. We survived the night with our new roomie (the spider) in our room (we named her Gizelle). Such a nice name for such a horrid little creature. Lindsay got another glimpse of Gizelle once again, forgetting to kill her. So all we could do was write a song.

We shall call it...POEM

See the bug on the wall.
The bug is on the wall.
I will squish the bug.
The bug that is on the wall.


Bug is on my hand.
Bug is in the sand.
Bug with a spot.
Bug with a dot.
Bug likes to scurry...
Bug in a hurry.

Thank you!		  
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Little Miss Muffets   
05:14pm 23/03/2004
 
mood: distressed
music: "Holiday" Weezer
Who would have thought college was so hard? We, lindsay and christen have been getting used to roomate life here in central PA. But sometimes, the cinder block walls get us down. Well today was a bad day in the world of Hess. Christen was studying in the study room(surprise surprise), meanwhile lindsay was sitting on her tuffet at the computer eating her chips ahoy when along came a (quarter-sized) spider, that sat down beside her. She freaked, and of course the idea of killing it didn't occur to her. So she ran and got Christen. By then the spider was lost. Now he lives with us, as if there was room in here for another tenant. Its a good thing spiders are good luck, however, because Christen broke a mirror, and can't afford 7 yrs. of bad luck.		  
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