Saturday, May 07, 2005
today was graduation. i didn't go. not only did i not have anyone to go with, i would have felt weird going to a graduation where, if i had i had been on schedule like a good college girl, i would be graduating with the rest of my class. and at a small college like mine everyone knows when you're not graduating on time. especially your peers.
ah.
ah.
sometimes i have to remember that just because it's a professor saying it, doesn't mean it's 100% fact.
So last night and today, while driving around, i listened to a mix cd I made my freshman year of college. I actually made it for a boy I had once had a big crush on. heh. And anyway, I laughed listening to some of the songs I picked, but I look back and think I still love most of these artists, and I'm really not ashamed of any of it.
December 2001
Speaking of which, I move back into on-campus housing today. Right now i'm avoiding packing up a lot of my stuff (and leaving my room and bathroom CLEAN as Mom warns I must do). I'm excited to be back in a living situation with my roommates- I have not lived with them since before Christmas! Granted, I have been in and out a lot, and have spent a few nights sleeping over, but it's not the same as having that as my home base.
My mom is feigning sadness because this is really my last move out. I'll live on campus this summer, this next school year, graduate and hopefully not move home again. So! It's a big deal. She keeps whining and I have to remind her that Joel had already been married a year by the time he was my age, and this morning I said "where were you living when you were 22? San Francisco with your college buddies?" and she thought a bit and said "yes.. probably". So really, I'm such a homebody compared to everyone else!
My train of thought today is dead on, because it actually makes sense. Speaking of being a homebody: yesterday at work I was reading the Newsweek they had, the most recent one that talked about China becoming the next world super power, and I just finished reading "Vagabonding" by Rolf Potts.
A year ago I thought I wouldn't ever go to China and teach. Honestly, I was thinking about marriage and a career. Things changed, and for the past nine months I've avoided thinking about anything further than graduation next May. Reading that article and that book got me back to thinking about teaching English in China. OR, about the opportunity that came up in discussion right before I left for Mexico: teaching at a private school in India.
HIYAW! I want to travel.
And speaking of a year ago: I can't believe it's been a year. Not just since the start of that relationship and that trip and everything, but a year ago I was ending an exciting and challenging leadership position as well. Yikes. what am I doing with my life!?
Also, much to my friends' full knowledge, I have really cool muscles. I tried to show my dad and he scoffed. He's just jealous.
So last night and today, while driving around, i listened to a mix cd I made my freshman year of college. I actually made it for a boy I had once had a big crush on. heh. And anyway, I laughed listening to some of the songs I picked, but I look back and think I still love most of these artists, and I'm really not ashamed of any of it.
December 2001
- 238-Hands of Men
- Dear
- Dashboard Confessional- Swiss Army Romance
- Switchfoot- Evergreen
- Pop Unknown- Another
- The Wallflowers- Hand Me Down
- The Carolines- Haley
- 9. Red Animal War- Hope
- 238- Chase What Makes Your Heart Flutter
- 11. Switchfoot- Economy of Mercy
12. Jeremiah’s Grotto-Now or Never
13. Tenderfoot- The Low Road to Heaven
14. Dear
15. Stavesacre- Sundown Motel
16. Brandtson- Boys Lie
17. Nichole Nordeman-River God
18. Pedro the Lion-Lullaby
Speaking of which, I move back into on-campus housing today. Right now i'm avoiding packing up a lot of my stuff (and leaving my room and bathroom CLEAN as Mom warns I must do). I'm excited to be back in a living situation with my roommates- I have not lived with them since before Christmas! Granted, I have been in and out a lot, and have spent a few nights sleeping over, but it's not the same as having that as my home base.
My mom is feigning sadness because this is really my last move out. I'll live on campus this summer, this next school year, graduate and hopefully not move home again. So! It's a big deal. She keeps whining and I have to remind her that Joel had already been married a year by the time he was my age, and this morning I said "where were you living when you were 22? San Francisco with your college buddies?" and she thought a bit and said "yes.. probably". So really, I'm such a homebody compared to everyone else!
My train of thought today is dead on, because it actually makes sense. Speaking of being a homebody: yesterday at work I was reading the Newsweek they had, the most recent one that talked about China becoming the next world super power, and I just finished reading "Vagabonding" by Rolf Potts.
A year ago I thought I wouldn't ever go to China and teach. Honestly, I was thinking about marriage and a career. Things changed, and for the past nine months I've avoided thinking about anything further than graduation next May. Reading that article and that book got me back to thinking about teaching English in China. OR, about the opportunity that came up in discussion right before I left for Mexico: teaching at a private school in India.
HIYAW! I want to travel.
And speaking of a year ago: I can't believe it's been a year. Not just since the start of that relationship and that trip and everything, but a year ago I was ending an exciting and challenging leadership position as well. Yikes. what am I doing with my life!?
Also, much to my friends' full knowledge, I have really cool muscles. I tried to show my dad and he scoffed. He's just jealous.
Monday, May 02, 2005
I have really small ankles. And really small wrists. Somehow my body ended up with these small things and I'm not quite sure how it happened. However, I'm going to play along with it as I just bought some really awesome cropped pants at the Goodwill. They're just short enough that you can see my ankles. And they're just really awesome pants.
Someone should email the code that i need to fix my blog- the whole template... or maybe.. I don't know. I just don't know how to fix it.
OH! And Natalie reminded me that I also read "Devil in the Details" by Jennifer Traig. It was hilarious, about her childhood, growing up with OCD and trying to be an orthodox Jew. You should all read it for a rolicking (?) good time.
Someone should email the code that i need to fix my blog- the whole template... or maybe.. I don't know. I just don't know how to fix it.
OH! And Natalie reminded me that I also read "Devil in the Details" by Jennifer Traig. It was hilarious, about her childhood, growing up with OCD and trying to be an orthodox Jew. You should all read it for a rolicking (?) good time.
