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For those of you who read this on a semi-regular basis, you’ll probably notice that I stink at updating it! It’s not that I forget about it, I just don’t feel like boring all of you with my mundane life.

However, this past week was anything but mundane! I took a somewhat spontaneous trip to Chicago. (I say “somewhat spontaneous” because I bought the train tickets a week in advance, but it was a spontaneous idea.) But anyway, I went to Chicago. The main purpose of the trip was to surprise my friend JW for his senior recital at Roosevelt. Along the way, however, I saw my friend Paige, stayed with my friend Erick, and met some cool new friends (Cory, Bobby, and Chris).

The original plan was to arrive Wednesday afternoon, have some tea, enjoy a recital, hang out, and then leave Thursday afternoon. As one would expect, those plans changed. As soon as I got there I was convinced to change my train ticket to return on Friday and go out on Thursday night to a swanky club. How could I say no? I was already being spontaneous and rebellious! So I stayed.

I’m so glad I did! I got an ADORABLE new outfit, and got to be in the VIP section of Y Bar in downtown Chicago. And guess who else was in the VIP section?
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THE CHICAGO BEARS.

So glad I stayed. Once I got back, I caught up on sleep (much, much needed sleep) and on Saturday I saw one of my friends get married! She was beautiful, and I wish her the best! Then my lil gave her junior half recital. She was lovely. Such a great performer!

Now it’s Sunday. And I’ve been sitting in my bathrobe for the last two hours. And I’ve had a 5 day weekend. I need to get back in school mode.

I graduate in three weeks. 21 days. I’m very excited about this! But also terrified. Truly terrified.

Tonight is also my very last formal meeting as an active member of Alpha Xi Delta. I’m not sure how to feel about this, so I’m just going to ignore it.

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Lasts

Last weekend, I had my last formal as an Alpha Xi Delta. I had a great time and thoroughly enjoyed myself, but it was still really sad. At one point my date even said, “Why are you crying? Don’t cry!” But I couldn’t help myself. 4 years. 4 years of memory, 4 years of responsibilities, 4 years of friends. And for some reason I was under the delusion that it would never end!

Then, not even a week later, I attended the last initiation I would ever be able to attend. I was crying before the ceremony even started. You don’t realize as a younger member that eventually you will have a “last initiation” and a “last formal” and a “last meeting.”

And as a student, you will have a “last paper” and a “last class” and a “last test.” But somehow these “lasts” are less traumatic. Perhaps because I’ve been in school for the great majority of my life and I can’t wait until I don’t have to go to school anymore.

But in my involvement, these lasts are traumatic. And I think it’s because I feel like I haven’t made the most of my time. Every year, the seniors said, “Don’t take this time for granted, because it goes by faster than you think!” And every year I thought, “Psh…I still have 2 years left! Plenty of time!” But now it’s April. April of my senior year. And I have 44 days until I can no longer consider myself to be a Monmouth College student. 44 days. And there’s nothing I can do about it.

I’ve made a plan for what I’m doing after school. It’s not glamorous, but it’s a plan. If you want to know more, ask!

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The College Bubble…

…is a very comfortable place to be. Almost too comfortable. You go somewhere new, make friends (who are also somewhere new), get a routine, never have to worry about where your next meal will come from (because the cafeteria cooks for you), and you don’t really have to worry about a job, because you can always find one on campus! Life doesn’t start at 8 and go until 5. It starts at 11, goes till 2, and then you have a nice break until your 7 or 8 pm meeting.

Your biggest concerns in college are actually not that big. When is the internet going to come back on? How are you going to get home for break? When will the pizza get better in the cafeteria?

No rent, no utility bills, no grocery shopping, still on your parent’s health insurance. Life is good.

But then when you graduate, the college bubble is popped. Now, mind you, my college bubble hasn’t been broken yet. Still comfortable, still easy. But I’ve recently been looking into grad schools, full-time jobs, and thinking about living far from home (well, even further from home than I already am). Heck, just applying for jobs is scary. Cover letters, resumés, salary requirements…

It’s scary, right?

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Yellow

At the dawn of 2010 (okay, maybe a few days after…) I made three resolutions:

1. Be more badass.*
2. Be more of a free thinker. (Roughly..I can’t put what it really is for fear of losing friends)
3. Wear more color.

This is about resolution #3. Yesterday I wore mostly black, with a pink headband. Today I wore the most fabulous yellow skirt that I found over break.

It’s amazing how much of an effect the color you wear has on your general disposition! Somehow, when you’re wearing yellow, the world seems sunnier. Like everything has suddenly gotten brighter. When I’m wearing yellow, it doesn’t matter if I feel lonely, or if I’m mad at someone, or if my tummy hurts. It doesn’t matter if I didn’t do my reading and we have a quiz. It doesn’t matter if the cafeteria food is sub-par (which it usually is), or if I have to eat alone, because I’m wearing yellow and I look fabulous.

Does anyone else feel this way? What color do you feel brighter in?

*Borrowed from Allison Lindsay.

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Sharing is Caring!

In my mind, there’s two kinds of sharing. Good sharing. And bad sharing.

Good sharing consists of sharing good things! Like time, toys, cookies, jokes, and other good stuff.

Bad sharing consists of sharing bad things. Like germs, bad information, mean words, and other bad stuff.

Growing up with a twin, I’ve had to share EVERYTHING. Rooms, toys, clothes, friends, birthdays…everything. So I thought that I was pretty good at sharing. But then I got to college and realized that I wasn’t so good at sharing as I thought! Freshman year, I struggled to share such a small space with a roommate, and sharing a bathroom with a whole floor of girls?! No way! Then I became an RA and got my own room. No more roommates, and a smaller floor of people to share a bathroom with. Still hard though. I just don’t like sharing my space and my stuff.

Since the passing of my grandmother, I’ve been thinking a lot about sharing and giving. She was so generous (almost to a fault) and was so willing to share! Whether it was a good joke (or a dirty joke, knowing my grandma), time, a hug, or a favorite recipe, she was always so willing to share! I hope that as I age, I can be more like my grandmother. 🙂

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“Reason and justice tell me there’s more love for humanity in electricity and steam than in chastity and vegetarianism.” – Anton Chekhov

How did people manage before the day that electricity was harnessed into a usable energy? Thanks to an ice storm yesterday, the power in Monmouth was down for the majority of the day. I woke up, used the bathroom with the light from my cell phone, and went back to my room–only to realize that I had nothing to do. I couldn’t shower (electric water heater), I couldn’t get on Facebook (because my computer requires electricity), and I couldn’t watch TV (again, electricity). I tried to read for class, only to realize that it was too dark and my cell phone wouldn’t give enough light to read.

After sleeping for another few hours, I decide to go over to my grandparents’ house. A Sprite, PB&J, and a few m&ms later, I sit down to do a puzzle with my grandma. As I’m figuring out how the pieces fit together, I begin thinking about how reliant our society is on electricity for everything. I mean, I couldn’t even entertain myself for a few hours without it. And then I realized that I was having way more fun doing a puzzle with my grandma than I would ever have in my room on Facebook, watching TV, or listening to music.

Why is our society so dependent on technology?

Also, not that chastity and vegetarianism aren’t important, I love mankind for technological advances like steam and electricity.

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“Cleanliness is indeed next to godliness.”
-John Wesley

I’m pretty sure I have 3 or 4 loads of laundry to do. And only enough quarters to do one load. What to do…what to do…

Why is it that I resist doing laundry? I’ve had more than enough boring nights stuck in the building to get it done, yet I never want to do it. Tonight I watched two movies with friends (17 Again and Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist). Last night, I actually did my homework. The night before I went to bed at 10 pm. Tomorrow. I’ll do my laundry tomorrow.

It is very strange to be back at Monmouth. When I was flying back after winter break I realized that this is the last spring semester I’ll ever do at Monmouth College. This could potentially be the last spring I’ll ever spend in Midwestern America. It is sad, but almost relieving in the same respect. This is the last time I’ll ever have to worry about how many classes I’ve scheduled myself for on third floor Wallace. The last time I’ll make my calendar based on ResLife activities, Alpha Xi Delta, and what time my friends are eating lunch. The last semester (hopefully) I’ll ever have to endure bad cafeteria food again!

I want to make my transition out of Monmouth as clean as possible. I don’t want to leave a lot of hanging connections, but I also don’t want to burn every bridge on my way out. I’m trying to take the path of least destruction. I feel as though leaving college and moving away could be a messy job, and I don’t want to leave a mess behind me.

Cleanliness is indeed next to godliness…is my new motto.

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