A Study in Interior Design

It's an average night here in the Shambles Suite.  Which is to say, we're all hanging out in the living room, music is playing, procrastination abounds.  Oh, and we're also designing our dorm room for next year.

For the last few hours, Victoria, Rita, and myself have been looking at pictures of cool dorms on the interwebs (particularly fuckyeahcooldormroooms.tumblr.com) and planning out how we will decorate our room next year.  I'm not particularly sure how we even got started on this task.  One minute I'm derping about on my computer, the next I'm discussing various design possibilities and wondering whether it's too early to make a shopping list for next year.

Planning out next year's dorm is a very bizarre, almost surreal experience.  I still haven't fully accepted that my Freshman year is nearly finished, yet here I sit wishing I could start decorating my new dorm.  Somehow, I feel like no matter how much we decorate next year, I will never love any room quite so much as this, the original Shambles Suite.  I look around the room and I see all the decorations Victoria, Rita, Morgan, Jenn, and myself have contributed, and I can't help but notice all the things that won't be in the room next year - Jenn's dress form and record player, Morgan's historical figure finger puppets and shopping cart.  I'm excited for a new room, new roommates, and new experiences, but being the incredibly sentimental and nostalgic individual that I am, I know leaving this room and some of the people I live with here will be impossibly difficult.

I was going to end this post with a picture showing how wonderful our room is aesthetically, but I couldn't find one of just the room, so please accept this picture of Shambles Suite looking pretty:

Halloween 2011

The night before Halloween, we decided to carve a Jack Skellington pumpkin. We lit our masterpiece with a battery powered tea candle (because real tea candles are too mainstream) and turned off the light to see our creation in it's full glory. Overcome with emotion, we burst into an excited fit of giggles just as our wonderful RA, Dan, was walking by the door. Hearing the ruckus, he knocked on the door to investigate the noise. Thinking that it was Morgan coming back from rehearsal, we thought it would be funny to hide and surprise her with the pumpkin in the dark. Dan, being the responsible RA that he is, heard us screeching "HIDE!" to each other and was distressed, thinking that he was about to bust us with alcohol. When Jenny opened the door, he found three giggling girls hiding behind a table in the dark with a glowing pumpkin in the middle of the room. It got better when we realized it was Dan, not Morgan, and laughed even harder from sheer embarrassment. Once he realized we hadn't broken any rules, including having a real candle, Caitlin and Dan decided to do some martial arts in the living room. That is the story of our awkward, giggly lack of rule breaking. The end.

Macaroni Party: Take I

September 2011: Catch Phrase

Morgan is well known among the Fordham natives for her mind boggling macaroni parties. We may never know whether these gathering are popular because of her own famous cheese recipe or simply for the riotous games of Catch Phrase that ensue, but they are a favorite past time nonetheless. This is a video of our very first Macaroni Party and the Catch Phrase game that bonded us all. 

Jenny

Jenny "Midnight Baker" Kessler is certainly the most hipster of us all, but you would never hear her admit that. She is frequently seen donning crazy, awesome threads accompanied by her edgy haircut. She fills the suite with the delicious smell of her banana bread and her beautiful singing voice. She is indirectly responsible for the freshman 15 among her suite mates (Oreo stuffed cookies, crumb cake, cupcakes, and just utter deliciousness). By far the most fit among us, she shows her dedication through frequent runs in the park, and sometimes Disney World. Interests include music no one else has heard of, Wheezy Waiter, and mustaches.

Morgan

Morgan "Mrogna" Richardson is known as the girl with too much on her plate, but with great agility and tactfulness she always gets it done. She may disappear for days (or months) at a time with sightings being as rare as that of a yeti. She tries to speak only in quotes and is always up for an adventure to the local diner or Forever 21 at ungodly hours. She's a lean, mean, Macaroni making machine and it has made her quite popular among the natives of Fordham. Interests include mullet skirts, eating peppers like apples, and duet raps at all hours of the night. She doesn't like anyone's feet on her bed, even her own; she is most frequently sighted napping on the couch.

Victoria

Victoria "Bambi" Oliver comes from the Northern-most Carolina. If she is above a 7 or below a 3 on a 1-10 emotional scale, she is rolling around on the floor. She has an unhealthy obsession with Audrey Hepburn and believes she is a reincarnation of Audrey's pet deer, Ip. This is why she has been a vegetarian for almost 6 years. Save the deers, dude. She enjoys spontaneously dancing, making an absolute fool of herself in front of anyone who will watch, painting her face, and making collages. She marked her territory by peeing all over the walls of 3K (and by peeing, we mean collaging). Past times include juggling, plate spinning, complaining, talking like Bartok from Anastasia, and her knees.

Elizabeth

Elizabeth "Littlebitz" Birnbaum is not a resident of apartment 3K this year, but she is here more often than the actual residents. She is a native of the Longest Island and the only thing higher than her personality is her cholesterol. She enjoys starting up random conversations with people she doesn't know and becoming best friends with them. Some of her greatest joys in life are Disney, making people laugh, and sweatpants. Her greatest talent is making herself the most awkward person in the room. She recently found coffee in her life and she feels as if she is seeing clearly for the first time in her life. This may have something to do with the fact that she never sleeps. She is under surveillance for potentially being a vampire.

Rita

Rita "Papa John's" Papadogiannis is a Greek goddess now living in New York, but she will always be a Texan at heart. She is the happiest person you'll ever meet; she skips more than she walks. She prides herself on being able to turn absolutely anything into a sexual innuendo. She lives the thug lyfe and enjoys spontaneous adventures, Neil Patrick Harris, and randomly breaking out into stunningly impressive raps. She is obsessed with Vanilla and Cherry coke, but only when she makes it herself. Rita is a fan of exaggerating stories and repeating everything people say with more emphasis.

Caitlin

Caitlin "THE Valedictorian" Ronan comes from the largest town in the United States where she was valedictorian of her class of twelve. Don't be surprised if you catch her meowing or impressing us with her extensive vocabulary. She enjoys long walks to the fridge, watching YouTube videos, and looking at Spidermemes. She is also quite famous for giving no fucks and stalking Matt Smith. On the outside, she seems quirky and sweet, but if you make her angry she'll call you out on your bullshit and you'll quickly discover that she is actually a first degree black belt.

We Are Fordham

We experience college the way it was meant to be experienced. A day in the life of Shambles Suite consists of cookie shots, Disney movie marathons, Victoria dancing and rolling around on the floor, Caitlin meowing and making uncomfortable faces, Disney coloring books, Rita making sexual jokes, Morgan's macaroni parties, Jenny pronouncing her "th" like "f" and bringing wagon wheels to the room, and way too many visitors. You're welcome for sharing our random lives with you.