England Adventures

At Brighton Pier
Rona : I have to interview the locals but I'm scared that they hate americans.
Elinor: You should just say you're Filipino
Rona: oh yeaaaaaaa....Kunichiwa.



At Falmer train Station
Ticket guy: You can either arrive at London Victoria or London Bridge.
...after thinking about it for awhile....
David : I think we should go to London Bridge because I heard it might be falling down.



I miss y'all!

Okai so this one's not really Rona but it's worth putting on here...

Anonymous Girl 1: She has mono. She makes out with everyone.
Anonymous Girl 2: Uhmm yeah...my hand

*awkward pause*

Anonymous Girl 1: Really

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Anonymous Girl 3: What are you doing?
Anonymous Girl 4: I'm chatting and I'm gonna watch children.
Anonymous Girl 3: Oh.

Goodtimes

We finally got Pam on this one...

Pam: I'm so excited! Everything's going great! Everything seems to be falling into pieces.
Cress: Falling into place you mean?
Pam: Yeah falling into places.

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And back to Rona...

Waiter: And do you want white or brown gravy with that?
Rona: What's the difference?

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Chelle: Do you have something to contribute to the conversation Rona?
Rona: No, I don't have anything to compute.

Gosh

Chelle: Oh no Nelson Mandela's son died of aids.
Rona: Nelson Mandela? Oh the singer!
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Rona trying to figure out how the alphabet goes...

"A - B - C - D - E........I - J - H..."

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Rona after hearing our neighbors sing/screaming their hearts out karaoke-ing...

"I think she's aspirating."

(And no, I have no idea what she was trying to say)

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Rona on an abstract painting at her work...

*Pointing at the painting*
"Yeah, I don't get that."

You can't get enough of this

The Day of Looove

My cousin's name is Val because he was born on Valentime's Day.

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Vocab Time

Question: This word means arousing or capable of arousing sympathetic sadness and compassion; capable of arousing scornful pity; deserving or inciting pity.

Answer according to Rona: Pafetic

Health expert

I was telling Rona about Botox being a cure for Clammy hands and she responded with:

Rona: I don't trust doctors.
David: Do you only trust Shahmans?

Huh?

Rona: I wanna paint my guitar
Cressa: Wouldn't that change the sound?
Rona: Pppssshhh sorry hi-tech.
Cressa: *confused face*

I don't know

Oh baby oh baby

Marites: You should be an OB-Gyne.
Sara: Yeah, I've thought of that before.
Rona; Oh you wanna be a C-section?

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The Accomplice

Rob: Yeah it's $50 to buy it
Rona: Okay hold on, let me check with my accomplishments

Coffee anyone?

Rona: Oh so it has eshpresho shots in it. I mean espresho...eshpreso...eshpresho.

HAH!

Rona: It says that I pick LENT off my belly button.

Fine here's some more

Michelle: Oh, did it fell? I mean did it falling? Uh felling? Ugh whatever.
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I had something for Pam too but I forgot. Sucks.

I think we tend to be too harsh on Rona sometimes.

Here's a little break.....


Conversation right before Anthro Econ:
Pam: My mom told me to call this lady to get cheaper fares for plane tickets
Cressa: Oh is she a traveling agent?

Huh?...Ohhhh.

Malfunctioned = Malufunctioned

What's that Rone?

Rona: "Aaahhh I'm scared! Open the lights!
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Rona: "I'm not a dead."

due = dude

Trivia

What's the term for when old people start losing their hair?
According to Rona's dictionary: Baldening
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And due to popular demand, here it is 5th roomate...

On Pam's chatterbox, Rona leaves a heartwarming message to her roomate:

The roomate: aww pam, in all sinsarity I hope you're feeling better..
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I accidentally deleted this post so here it is

According to Rona's dictionary...

Detrimental = Tetramental

Work = Waork

Purple = Porpol

More

While watching "Dangerous Minds" poetry gets brought up. Rona says that she doesn't like it and that she didn't really understand SHAKESHPEARE.

You know what a head honcho is, yeah? According to Rona, it's the TOP NACHO.

Yes! I'm in! Anyways, Chelle could u put a tagboard? I know there's a comments thing, but tagboards are fun. Haha. So anyways, here is my contribution:


Rona: Do you think I should tow this now?
Cress: *weird face* You mean thaw?
Rona: Yes.
-Rona on thawing her steak

Alot?

4/21

Pam: hey how do you spell the word allot?
Rona: A_L_O_T
Pam: That's wrong. I'll look it up..it's A_L_L_O_T
Rona: oh, i thought you meant like plenty- alot
Pam: That's not a word, that's 2 words

4/17/2005

Rona: You're home is so homey, not like thug homies, but home homey.

Song interesting song lyrics

You know the song, "Born in the USA"? This was a humdingger (spelling?) and Rona was guessing. She, at first, did not know what song it was until something dawned on her and she yelled out:

Rona: "BORN ON THE FOURTH OF JULY!!"

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You know the song "Jumpin' Jumpin'" by Destiny's Child? Rona thinks it goes "LADIES IS THE PLACE TO BE..." when, in reality, it goes "Ladies leave your man at home". She was singing it all out, too.

Okay so some of these don't sound as funny as when they were said. But that Rona, she's a special one.

Hello

This blog was started because the residents of 442 decided that the words that came out of our roommate's (Rona) mouth were worth mentioning because of their ability to inspire.

So here's to Rona:



<3, chelle.cress.pam