The College Days

Now that Cassie's graduation book is done and my first year of life book is done, I decided to find another secondary scrapping project to keep me busy when I'm not working on my current book. So...I decided to begin the college years.

I actually started scrapping the very last semester of my senior year. So that semester has a rather less than par book completed, but the rest of my college pictures and momentos are tossed in a Wal-Mart bag in VERY unbekahlike fashion. They aren't dated, they're barely sorted, I can only guess from varying hairstyles and weights what year they might have been taken...you get the idea.

In addition, I'm not really sure what to journal about those years because I've already forgotten (or perhaps blocked?) so much. But then I got the brilliant idea to use the same technique I used in my senior year of high school book...consult my journals!

So last night I sat down and pulled out the journals. I made it through my freshman, sophomore, and first part of junior years. I was CRACKING UP at my stupidity. I journaled everything in those years - much better than I do now. I found everything I needed to put a date with most of the pictures...and stories that were absolutely hysterical. By the time I gave up and went to bed, I concluded that I really was an 80 year old in a 20 year old's body. I was such a nerd! And now I'm probably still a nerd...just closer to being the actual 80 year old.

So for your enjoyment before I start cropping and gluing....here's a small sampling of the college days.

This picture was taken the day I moved out of my parents' house and into the dorm...er..."residence hall." Moving day was quite an ordeal...maybe another time I'll post the pictures of how my bedroom threw up into my parents' living room. We were a four car caravan moving the whole 20 miles from home and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to fit everything into four cars. And to think I was sharing a room! Obviously I'd not done that before.

This is Lloyd, my festive Ford Escort that required a fresh supply of fluid in the radiator literally every time it was driven. My friends used to slide down in the seats while I popped the hood and poured more stuff in. I was SO cool.

Hmmmm....who's this? ;)

One of my best roomies in college...this was the year our suite was arranged so that all the beds and three of the desks were in one room and one desk and all our "entertainment needs" were in the other room. You can see in the background there that we were faithful to the Fresh Prince episodes!


And this was one of the pictures that had already been scrapped in the book of my last semester. When I graduated, my parents told me that my sister from Kansas and family could not come because I graduated on a weekend and my brother-in-law was a pastor and he couldn't be gone...blah blah blah.
So right after baccalaureate, they took me to Cracker Barrel to eat dinner, and as I was mid-story (shocker) - I realized someone was in my personal space. Yep! Lori flew home to surprise me, and as you can see...mission accomplished!
And for you fellow scrappers...do you like how I chose background paper to use as a mat...that matched my dress?