It is Sunday night. I don't want to think about homework. I am on the couch alone just like last night.
The Patriot is on Tv, and I am watching that, so I am not JUST sitting at my computer.
I just now realized that this movie isn't about the Civil War. Oops.
So Jaqui DeVries. Was this what the Revolutionary war was really like? Was the "Don't Tread on Me" slogan from this war? I feel like it wasn't. Were all colonial Americans this good looking?
Well.
This weekend was a lot of fun, even though I spent my evenings alone. Yesterday I visited Codey in super hip Uptown. Other Cody had to go to work, but Codey and I went to the Coffee expo. It was exciting. Sara and her friend Mellissa showed up eventually, but about the same time I needed to get back on a bus to make band call. The concert went really well
(OH NO IT'S THE GUY WHO KILLED HEATH LEDGER! ARE YOU REALLY GOING TO STAB HIM WITH A FLAG?)
Afterward, I went out to eat with Marrta's family, and then we saw the First Year Honors plays. They were really good, but none of them were as good as ours. ;)
When that was all done, I got to moping because there was nothing to do. Of course there is always SOMETHING to do... but I wanted to hang out with people, and I couldn't find any. Maybe I wasn't trying hard enough.
Today I slept a lot.
For the Jazz concert, they made the Chapel look like a night club with big curtains, lights and a fog machine. We rocked.
Now I am by myself again. Yep. At least it's almost late enough to go to bed.
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and I get to go home!!!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Friday, November 13, 2009
"Sometimes it's good to have some time for yourself"
Friday.
My week of utter laziness comes full circle, but my what a week it has been. After I finished reading for History, and writing my book review ( I got a B on it...) My academic body shut down. Since then I've been taking naps, and having a good time.
Last Saturday, after working at the Stadium and being walked back back Beth and Louisa (love!) I went adventuring with Jenny. We went to the Walker, but it closed, so we explored the sculpture garden, and then we went to the Tea Garden to wait for Ben. I met Codey there too, and that was splendid. I had TWO Kiwi latte jasmine green teas with strawberry jellies. Yum Yum Yum.
After Tea Garden, we went back to Augsburg and prepared for the rest of the evening. Normally when I am asked if I want to go dancing at First Ave for Too Much Love, I say, "Yeah, well, thanks, but that really isn't my scene." Ha. Coincidentally, Visser wanted to go dancing too! So she met up with us before we went! It really was great. TML rocks. What better way to spend a dollar and wiggle out all your cares? That's what I did. The next time that opportunity comes up, I will probably have some excuse not to go... but I might not be so quick to turn it down. !!!
That Sunday I slept way too late, and then went to Three Sisters to see Kathleen. My main review is that it's difficult watching your friends perform and try to believe the story... when you know your friends. Otherwise the play was really good.
As far as the week in between then and now goes, I have been treading water. This week I have the 10 page history paper due, and I need to finish "Confronting the American Dream," which really means "read" because I am only on chapter two. I will work really hard this week, burn myself out, and then I will have another lazy week. Or not. I will find the motivation somewhere.
Last night after class I went to the Varsity Theater with a band friend to see another band friend perform with his band "The Blend." They were really good, and I was able to do some more wiggling. I didn't get home until late, and I wonder why I wanted to sleep in this morning...
Tomorrow I work at Dino's again bright and early. I look forward to it.
So. I feel like I have been living the Minneapolis experience. I've been having FUN, and my school work isn't suffering so bad. Last semester I had fun and worked hard and didn't sleep much, but I really enjoy sleeping.
Oh well. I am happy.
My week of utter laziness comes full circle, but my what a week it has been. After I finished reading for History, and writing my book review ( I got a B on it...) My academic body shut down. Since then I've been taking naps, and having a good time.
Last Saturday, after working at the Stadium and being walked back back Beth and Louisa (love!) I went adventuring with Jenny. We went to the Walker, but it closed, so we explored the sculpture garden, and then we went to the Tea Garden to wait for Ben. I met Codey there too, and that was splendid. I had TWO Kiwi latte jasmine green teas with strawberry jellies. Yum Yum Yum.
After Tea Garden, we went back to Augsburg and prepared for the rest of the evening. Normally when I am asked if I want to go dancing at First Ave for Too Much Love, I say, "Yeah, well, thanks, but that really isn't my scene." Ha. Coincidentally, Visser wanted to go dancing too! So she met up with us before we went! It really was great. TML rocks. What better way to spend a dollar and wiggle out all your cares? That's what I did. The next time that opportunity comes up, I will probably have some excuse not to go... but I might not be so quick to turn it down. !!!
That Sunday I slept way too late, and then went to Three Sisters to see Kathleen. My main review is that it's difficult watching your friends perform and try to believe the story... when you know your friends. Otherwise the play was really good.
As far as the week in between then and now goes, I have been treading water. This week I have the 10 page history paper due, and I need to finish "Confronting the American Dream," which really means "read" because I am only on chapter two. I will work really hard this week, burn myself out, and then I will have another lazy week. Or not. I will find the motivation somewhere.
Last night after class I went to the Varsity Theater with a band friend to see another band friend perform with his band "The Blend." They were really good, and I was able to do some more wiggling. I didn't get home until late, and I wonder why I wanted to sleep in this morning...
Tomorrow I work at Dino's again bright and early. I look forward to it.
So. I feel like I have been living the Minneapolis experience. I've been having FUN, and my school work isn't suffering so bad. Last semester I had fun and worked hard and didn't sleep much, but I really enjoy sleeping.
Oh well. I am happy.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
And I call myself a Blogger...
I am really sorry.
Ok, so now what should I blog about... I am in the honor's suite and it is loud, so I stopped reading about the Mexican revolution.
The Jazz band got back from tour late Sunday night and plunged me right back into the school week. It's already Tuesday. I loved the Jazz band tour. We left at 10:30 on Friday morning, and Performed at South St. Paul high school, from there we hit the road and headed to Black River Falls for another show. We stayed at a hotel there that night, and left in the morning for Green Bay. We had a show at Laura's church, and then went to her house to eat delicious pie, and play games. It was Halloween on Saturday, but I spent it hanging out by the hot tub. The next morning we played two shows at another church, and finally our last performance in a church in Ben's town.
We didn't get home until 10:30, and I didn't go to sleep until at least midnight. I was too fascinated by the fact that Hank and Dean Venture are going through puberty.
Anyway, Jazz tour was amazing. Coming back to band on Monday was really cool, seeing all the people that had bonded so well by traveling in close quarters, and playing 6 shows in three days together. Being part of the band has been such a great experience, and it keeps getting better.
I am really excited for Band tour.
Now this week I have to finish two books hopefully by tomorrow so I can write papers by Thursday, and then it will mellow out slightly. I decided not to go home for Deer opener this weekend, and instead I will be working at Dino's, reading, and hopefully meeting up with Visser.
I like school. I didn't last week. Now I do.
Ok, so now what should I blog about... I am in the honor's suite and it is loud, so I stopped reading about the Mexican revolution.
The Jazz band got back from tour late Sunday night and plunged me right back into the school week. It's already Tuesday. I loved the Jazz band tour. We left at 10:30 on Friday morning, and Performed at South St. Paul high school, from there we hit the road and headed to Black River Falls for another show. We stayed at a hotel there that night, and left in the morning for Green Bay. We had a show at Laura's church, and then went to her house to eat delicious pie, and play games. It was Halloween on Saturday, but I spent it hanging out by the hot tub. The next morning we played two shows at another church, and finally our last performance in a church in Ben's town.
We didn't get home until 10:30, and I didn't go to sleep until at least midnight. I was too fascinated by the fact that Hank and Dean Venture are going through puberty.
Anyway, Jazz tour was amazing. Coming back to band on Monday was really cool, seeing all the people that had bonded so well by traveling in close quarters, and playing 6 shows in three days together. Being part of the band has been such a great experience, and it keeps getting better.
I am really excited for Band tour.
Now this week I have to finish two books hopefully by tomorrow so I can write papers by Thursday, and then it will mellow out slightly. I decided not to go home for Deer opener this weekend, and instead I will be working at Dino's, reading, and hopefully meeting up with Visser.
I like school. I didn't last week. Now I do.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Vocation
I just got back from studying in the library. I went in with the intention of finishing all four Historiography chapters, some Rucker, and the first chapter in "From Subjects to Citizens" but after 3 hours I had only read 1 and a half chapters... Three hours goes a lot faster in the morning...
I come back in a haze.
A couple weeks ago when my History280 class walked to the Wilson Library, the professor told me all about great big, graduate study libraries. I lit up and got really excited, and she told me that I have found my vocation.
I think I already knew that. I came in a History major, and I will leave as one. To what end, I don't know, but Professor Gustafson assured us that we don't need to know what we are going to do with our lives until we are 30. If we are thirty and still don't know, THEN we can start worrying.
Mix that with the out look that one of Visser's professors had that you just have to make your life INTERESTING, and I am pretty set.
With the History classes I have this semester, I feel that I am really learning the stuff that is going to be integral. I am becoming immersed in a reality that can never be understood, but is entirely mine.
Maybe that's what Historiography is about.
In an essay by Barbara Tuchmann that I read today, she spoke of the most influential professors in her life. She said that what gave them their power was their passion. In describing one of them, she compared his love affair with Article 39 of the Magna Carta to that of any love affair. When one is in love, they want to tell everyone all about what makes their sweet heart so wonderful. (Insert CPA format citation here...)
When I went home last weekend, all I could talk about was the Haitian Revolution, Toussaint L'ouverature, historiography and libraries.
I know something must be right because it moves me just to think about the little interactions I've had with history so far, and even more to think about where it will take me!
To grad school.
To six books a week for one class.
To bloody terrifying dissertations.
To Libraries.
To Conventions.
To a coffee table at 3 in the morning, with my peers and comrades, all recounting boistrously why our latest flames out shine the others.
I wish I knew how to better put it to words...
"Vocation" is a cliche here, and it really does sound like it belongs in the flowery mission statement of a private liberal arts college, but it does exist.
This is bound to be a recurring theme. I just really love history, and history loves me back .
I come back in a haze.
A couple weeks ago when my History280 class walked to the Wilson Library, the professor told me all about great big, graduate study libraries. I lit up and got really excited, and she told me that I have found my vocation.
I think I already knew that. I came in a History major, and I will leave as one. To what end, I don't know, but Professor Gustafson assured us that we don't need to know what we are going to do with our lives until we are 30. If we are thirty and still don't know, THEN we can start worrying.
Mix that with the out look that one of Visser's professors had that you just have to make your life INTERESTING, and I am pretty set.
With the History classes I have this semester, I feel that I am really learning the stuff that is going to be integral. I am becoming immersed in a reality that can never be understood, but is entirely mine.
Maybe that's what Historiography is about.
In an essay by Barbara Tuchmann that I read today, she spoke of the most influential professors in her life. She said that what gave them their power was their passion. In describing one of them, she compared his love affair with Article 39 of the Magna Carta to that of any love affair. When one is in love, they want to tell everyone all about what makes their sweet heart so wonderful. (Insert CPA format citation here...)
When I went home last weekend, all I could talk about was the Haitian Revolution, Toussaint L'ouverature, historiography and libraries.
I know something must be right because it moves me just to think about the little interactions I've had with history so far, and even more to think about where it will take me!
To grad school.
To six books a week for one class.
To bloody terrifying dissertations.
To Libraries.
To Conventions.
To a coffee table at 3 in the morning, with my peers and comrades, all recounting boistrously why our latest flames out shine the others.
I wish I knew how to better put it to words...
"Vocation" is a cliche here, and it really does sound like it belongs in the flowery mission statement of a private liberal arts college, but it does exist.
This is bound to be a recurring theme. I just really love history, and history loves me back .
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Coffee and Jade Plants Mostly
I've been trying to write a blog since Tuesday the 8th, and each time, I start the same way, and each time, I give up after no more than two lines.
It is a Saturday. The first real, full, college Saturday of the semester, and I sit by myself on the couch, blogging, and waiting for someone to call me, or text me, or ANYTHING... Nope.
I got down on myself about this for a while, but then I decided that I don't want to approach anyone simply because I don't want to approach anyone!
I seized the evening, and reminded myself of the simple things I have to enjoy, like Holiday Station coffee in a Styrofoam cup, and my little jade plant which I love. I sorted laundry, demolished some piles, arranged my books... productivity? I have plenty of work to do, but it's Saturday. I will spend the rest of my night reading Cat's Cradle (!) and eating Ben and Jerry's. If I am going to be alone on a Saturday night, I am going to do it right!
I really wish I had more to say. School is great. I am happy. I have a weekend job with Dino's Gyros that I shamelessly enjoy. Books to read. Time. Knowledge.
ANI DIFRANCO TOMORROW!
It is a Saturday. The first real, full, college Saturday of the semester, and I sit by myself on the couch, blogging, and waiting for someone to call me, or text me, or ANYTHING... Nope.
I got down on myself about this for a while, but then I decided that I don't want to approach anyone simply because I don't want to approach anyone!
I seized the evening, and reminded myself of the simple things I have to enjoy, like Holiday Station coffee in a Styrofoam cup, and my little jade plant which I love. I sorted laundry, demolished some piles, arranged my books... productivity? I have plenty of work to do, but it's Saturday. I will spend the rest of my night reading Cat's Cradle (!) and eating Ben and Jerry's. If I am going to be alone on a Saturday night, I am going to do it right!
I really wish I had more to say. School is great. I am happy. I have a weekend job with Dino's Gyros that I shamelessly enjoy. Books to read. Time. Knowledge.
ANI DIFRANCO TOMORROW!
Friday, September 4, 2009
I promise better titles in the future
I looked at my original blogs as promised, and noticed they all have cool titles... lately, my titles have been lame.
I have fifteen minutes until lunch, and I am sitting with the rest of the Augsem leaders in a Sverdrup computer lab. I have some time to kill, so why not blog a minute by minute up date of AUGSEM TRAINING!
Whoot Woo!
I've already been in training since 8:30, but time has been flying... it might be because I have zoned out a bit more today. That is bad, but I am still paying enough attention to get by I think.
Bad habit.
I have a lot to do tonight after training, and it's really freaking me out. While back in March, I was a text book type A, I think I have slipped breezily back into type B... enjoying waits in line... naps... lalala... With impending school doom, I need to buckle down.
Marrta and I had a good talk about it last night. We're both freaked out, and it feels good that I am not alone. I know that we're not the only ones, but it's still intimidating. I almost feel like I am not ready, but I can't keep telling myself that.
Time for pizza.
I have fifteen minutes until lunch, and I am sitting with the rest of the Augsem leaders in a Sverdrup computer lab. I have some time to kill, so why not blog a minute by minute up date of AUGSEM TRAINING!
Whoot Woo!
I've already been in training since 8:30, but time has been flying... it might be because I have zoned out a bit more today. That is bad, but I am still paying enough attention to get by I think.
Bad habit.
I have a lot to do tonight after training, and it's really freaking me out. While back in March, I was a text book type A, I think I have slipped breezily back into type B... enjoying waits in line... naps... lalala... With impending school doom, I need to buckle down.
Marrta and I had a good talk about it last night. We're both freaked out, and it feels good that I am not alone. I know that we're not the only ones, but it's still intimidating. I almost feel like I am not ready, but I can't keep telling myself that.
Time for pizza.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Back to School
I think it's safe to say that this is the first blog of the school year. I have to start really blogging now, and not just whatever it is that I have been doing.
I don't know what I am supposed to be doing.
Mike Perry showed us Augsem leaders and ResLife kids a blog from Kansas University, and it was all... accurate? I wonder if my portrayal is accurate.
I should go back and read my blogs from the "First six weeks" and see if they look like they're supposed to.
What do I blog about? Feelings? Activities? Classes? Social Life? I need input. Seriously... comment or facebook me, help me to paint a better picture.
Today I...
Woke up at 6 am, moments before my alarm went off, showered, packed, and left Visser's apartment in St. Paul. I got back to Augsburg at 7:40am, and quietly (hopefully) fumbled around the apartment here getting ready for Augsem training. I was exhausted because after a full day of work the day before, Visser and I stayed up later than recommended by my conscious to draw pictures. Training went fast, but I still feel a bit beaten.
After training, I took a nap, and then Marrta and I went school shopping at the Lake Street Target. I bought paper for my binders, pens, postits, and chocolate. Some how I spent more than $30. When we got back, I put the paper in the binders and got excited.
Professor Lansing already has the Syllabus for Latin American History posted on moodle. That makes me happy because I was able to put deadlines in my planner. I will have to read a whole book for each class. It's taken me two months to read Virginity Lost... this will be interesting. I am still really excited though.
I am sure other professors have syllabi posted too, but that was the only one I looked at.
Then I ate the rest of my lunch sandwich, came to my room and wallowed in being lonely. I am lonely, but I do not have the energy to do anything about it.
No doubt some of these feelings come from the goings on of last week.
BUMMER.
Tomorrow, as I mentioned is more training, and then Saturday and Sunday are my last days at the Fair. Visser told me that I have Dairy Queen syndrome, which is when you secretly love your job inspite of all your gripes. It's no secret. This has probably been one of the most fun jobs I've had... probably even above JJ's (Not above KBEK though!)
1)KBEK
2)Dino's
3)JJ's
4)Auggie Guide
40) Custodian I
:)
The people are all really fun, time goes fast, it's the fair... and what else can I say? Sometimes I begrudge going in, but it's always a great experience afterwards.
Fun Fun Fun.
School scares me, but it will be great.
I don't know what I am supposed to be doing.
Mike Perry showed us Augsem leaders and ResLife kids a blog from Kansas University, and it was all... accurate? I wonder if my portrayal is accurate.
I should go back and read my blogs from the "First six weeks" and see if they look like they're supposed to.
What do I blog about? Feelings? Activities? Classes? Social Life? I need input. Seriously... comment or facebook me, help me to paint a better picture.
Today I...
Woke up at 6 am, moments before my alarm went off, showered, packed, and left Visser's apartment in St. Paul. I got back to Augsburg at 7:40am, and quietly (hopefully) fumbled around the apartment here getting ready for Augsem training. I was exhausted because after a full day of work the day before, Visser and I stayed up later than recommended by my conscious to draw pictures. Training went fast, but I still feel a bit beaten.
After training, I took a nap, and then Marrta and I went school shopping at the Lake Street Target. I bought paper for my binders, pens, postits, and chocolate. Some how I spent more than $30. When we got back, I put the paper in the binders and got excited.
Professor Lansing already has the Syllabus for Latin American History posted on moodle. That makes me happy because I was able to put deadlines in my planner. I will have to read a whole book for each class. It's taken me two months to read Virginity Lost... this will be interesting. I am still really excited though.
I am sure other professors have syllabi posted too, but that was the only one I looked at.
Then I ate the rest of my lunch sandwich, came to my room and wallowed in being lonely. I am lonely, but I do not have the energy to do anything about it.
No doubt some of these feelings come from the goings on of last week.
BUMMER.
Tomorrow, as I mentioned is more training, and then Saturday and Sunday are my last days at the Fair. Visser told me that I have Dairy Queen syndrome, which is when you secretly love your job inspite of all your gripes. It's no secret. This has probably been one of the most fun jobs I've had... probably even above JJ's (Not above KBEK though!)
1)KBEK
2)Dino's
3)JJ's
4)Auggie Guide
40) Custodian I
:)
The people are all really fun, time goes fast, it's the fair... and what else can I say? Sometimes I begrudge going in, but it's always a great experience afterwards.
Fun Fun Fun.
School scares me, but it will be great.
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