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[29 Dec 2006|03:05am] |
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Deliberate Gentle Love Dreamer (DGLDf)
Romantic, hopeful, and composed. You are the Sonnet. Get it? Composed?
Sonnets want Love and have high ideals about it. They're conscientious people, caring & careful. You yourself have deep convictions, and you devote a lot of thought to romance and what it should be. This will frighten away most potential mates, but that's okay, because you're very choosy with your affections anyway. You'd absolutely refuse to date someone dumber than you, for instance.
Your exact opposite:
Genghis Khunt
Random Brutal Sex Master
| Lovers who share your idealized perspective, or who are at least willing to totally throw themselves into a relationship, will be very, very happy with you. And you with them. You're already selfless and compassionate, and with the right partner, there's no doubt you can be sensual, even adventurously so.
You probably have lots of female friends, and they have a special soft spot for you. Babies do, too, at the tippy-top of their baby skulls.
ALWAYS AVOID: The 5-Night Stand, The False Messiah, The Hornivore, The Last Man on Earth
CONSIDER: The Loverboy |
Link: The 32-Type Dating Test by OkCupid - Free Online Dating. |
Well not that I think I'll try dating again for a while, but a random quiz when your last cup or two of coffee haven't quite worn off can be a good thing...
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[26 Dec 2006|01:36am] |
Busy Body- ENFJ
53% Extraversion, 66% Intuition, 46% Thinking, 66% Judging |
You manipulative busybody! You're what some might call the "backseat driver" of life. You know, the one who knows exactly what everyone else is doing wrong and how they should go about fixing it. You're always trying to change everyone else.
The strange thing is, you can generally get whoever you want, to do whatever you want. What's that? You want me to stop insulting you...well, alright...but only because you asked so nic...WAIT A MINUTE!
Stop sticking your cumbersome nose where it aint't wanted. You're like an oversized sniffer dog, trained to sniff out everyone else's problems, yet oblivious to your own.
For one you worry excessively. The fact that you're also incredibly sensitive to criticism probably has you on the verge of tears right now. Get a grip.
You have powers of manipulation unlike any other. You know all the gossip and you know how to ultimately use it as blackmailing material.
You could potentially be the ultimate evil villain... if not for the fact you choose to use all of your powers for good, rather than evil. How honourable. How admirable and praiseworthy. How pathetic. While you're helping others out and pushing them into the limelight, you're left in the background to inhale the dirty smoke of their success. Nice one.
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If you want to learn more about your personality type in a slightly less negative way, check out this.
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The other personality types are as follows...
Loner - Introverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving
Pushover - Introverted Sensing Feeling Judging
Criminal - Introverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving
Borefest - Introverted Sensing Thinking Judging
Almost Perfect - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving
Freak - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging
Loser - Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving
Crackpot - Introverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging
Clown - Extraverted Sensing Feeling Perceiving
Sap - Extraverted Sensing Feeling Judging
Commander - Extraverted Sensing Thinking Perceiving
Do Gooder - Extraverted Sensing Thinking Judging
Scumbag - Extraverted iNtuitive Feeling Perceiving
Prick - Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Perceiving
Dictator - Extraverted iNtuitive Thinking Judging
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This test tracked 4 variables. How the score compared to the other people's:
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Higher than 59% on Extraversion |
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Higher than 58% on Intuition |
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Higher than 34% on Thinking |
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Higher than 81% on Judging |
Well I hope everyone had a peachy Christmas/Holiday of choice! Mine was really nice and laid back but it just does not have the feel of a significant holiday with only four people. What does this mean? Well either we will have to find a way to be with the other Gilberts next Christmas whatever nation they are residing in or I have to wait until my sister graduates and gets married. I guess we will have to wait and see!
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| Guilt Trip :D |
[24 Dec 2006|01:38am] |
Well honestly this is really a guilt trip not so much in content but in the fact that I am a tad guilty for neglecting my livejournal, especially after talking to my friend Zack who posts at least once a week and I have a feeling attempts to be deep and philosophical in his posts.
Well let's see, I am home again and trying to figure out when I am going to try to get the tasks I set myself for this vacation completed (like finding an internship for the summer), when to see people, when to figure out what I am going to tell the seniors at KP when I go to visit, and when to get in some desperately needed exercise. I wish my grades would be posted online already but as it is none of mine have been entered yet ::glowers:: It was my intention to attempt to expound on something deep and philosophical but after watching fellowship with a couple of weirdos and then attempting to watch two towers afterwards with a tufts weirdo I got maybe four hours of sleep last night and have basically spent my day running on caffeine. In my mind this proves the power of adrenaline since I felt far more awake and functional at my last ballroom competition when I had half the amount of sleep as I got last night.
To wax briefly sentimental, one thing I believe I have grown to appreciate increasingly with time is my family. Listening to the stories my friends tell at school and at home it hits me how well I get along with my parents, especially my mom. While dad may still not be really convinced about what sort of opportunities are open to students who major in international relations they generally are very supportive- hell, they let me take my first choice when NEU would have been a hell of a lot cheaper. They love to host my friends and generally have no qualms about me bringing home a few, as long as things don't run too late when thye have to work the next morning. We make puns and jokes of a similarly bad caliber at each other, especially as Chrissy and I have grown old enough to get them. While we certainly do not agree on everything and will sometimes trade some sharp words we are a generally functioning family unit. My temporarily stranded friend from colorado said he was surprised at first how comfortable he was at our house and then realised it was because the tension and arguments present in the homes of many of his friends were not really prevelent in the Gilbert household. I suppose some of this may be attributed to the fact that we no longer see each other every day or the general cheer of the holiday spirit but i still can't help but pause and think of all the good things. If I ever have a family I hope it can be a bit like this one. It may be a bit lonely come christmas with only four of us (since Mike and the other Gilberts are in Germany where Mike is based until the spring, when he leaves for Iraq) but I think we will have a lovely day with which to enjoy each other's company. It is nice to think life may continue this way in the years to come at least once a year when we can get together. I jut hope Mike, Rachel, and Bailey will be with us again next year and that Mike will make it through his assignment safe and sound. Poor dad, I think he is handling Mike's decision the hardest of the four of us (understandably, after all, mike is dad's Only Son) but hopefully he will be able to go visit him before he leaves in May...
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| Obama-less and blistered |
[06 Nov 2006|01:11am] |
Well the title may be blistere but I do not feel as down trodden as it might imply.
Yes, since my gospel choir director never got back to me I dutifully left my internship and went to perform at the Wang Center with the gospel choir. It was a pretty cool time. (I could pick out the seats the color guard occupied to watch the Nutcracker ballet after the marching band show of the same title was over. At least I could see it during the sound check) While I croaked through the performance and rocked out on stage the lights made it impossible to even see how many people were in the audience but the PResident of Tufts had told us earlier that some 800 people were in attendance.
It was fun, but let's face it, it was not Obama. It was exceedingly painful to meet up with Denise (roomie) and matt shapanka (a soph working on the martha coakley campaign)later in the evening and hear about how they shook his hand ::cries::
The next day I got up at 6:30 am to go to south boston for a rally with Ted Kennedy. First of all they shut down the Chales MGH stop on the red line so we were all forced off at kenmore and had o be bused to the park street stop creating a delay in my travel. After a but of confusion due to poor directions and a five minute spell during which I worried about getting lost in rough part of town I found the rally. I met some cool kids from BU and had a generally good time. The rally was small but pretty fun and I even nabbed a quick (and therefore pretty awful) picure with old (and i emphasise the old) ted.
After the rally I headed over to the red line and then the green line to go to buy ballroom shoes. I went to a store accross the street from berkeley where an exceedingly helpful lebanese man named Oscar helped me pick out shoes and even gave me a few pointers on my dancing. He also went to school in France so when I told him I take arabic and french he said I should practice french with him! (il a dit ca en francais, bien sur) The coolness of Oscar detracted some from the fact that I was buying quite expensive shoes which I took back to Tufts (a journey which took something like one and a half to two hours due to the red line snaffoo) where I practiced at open ballroom practice for two hours. I had a great time and my partner and I learned some new dances, including waltz! I <3 waltz ive decided.
My next competition is this coming Sunday and is hosted by brown but is in the little town of Dedham! (Why I hae no idea) I hope I don't shame myself! In the meantime I will be spazing over the election...
VOTE TUESDAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hope to be out politicking as much as possible and then going to what I fervently hope (::knocks on wood::) will be a victory party!
Ma'a salaama!
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| Ana mareed -_- |
[03 Nov 2006|01:11am] |
It's tough to try and think of ho you would spell something in Arabic in English after spending hours saring at Arabic script in attempt to study for a midterm.
So long Alif Ba book and hello Al Kitab!
Well this week has been pretty crazy. I had my first ballroom comp on saturday and my partner and i made it to the semi finals in swing and got to finals in foxtrot! But for the next comp they put me with my old partner but only for the rhythm dances we are learning and not for smooth (aka foxtrot et al). I will be dancing with some guy named Aaron. I hope he is at least as tall as me in heels or once again I shall look a little awkward. I'm hoping to dance with the kid I tried dancing paso doble with at initiation at the next comp since he is the best of both worlds, tall and a good dancer.
(For anyone who knows the movie strictly ballroom our group tried to recreate the ending dance scene for initiation...lol it was fun)
That night I tried to dress up as a dragon and accompany my princess (my roomie) and some friends to a party. It was uber crowded, preventing the random chats with people I generally enjoy at such things so I found the evening generally nrewarding and certainly occasionally awkward. Sunday night I went home for a grand total of two hours since my dad turned 60!!!! Eeks! It was a fun little outing and I even ran into Marieji on the train ride home.
On Monday I started to come down with the cold, which, combined with the 20 hour day I pulled on Tuesday, effectively knocked me down on Wednesday and has limited my capacity to function since. I even did not go to ballroom tonight but that was more for fear of spreading my germs o others rather than to preserve energy.
Today I also did something I have never done before...
I skipped a class >.<
i have econ right before arabic and i figurd he seems to follow the book exactly so i shall skip it to study. I hop it ends up paying off. I honestly could not remember the name of the first form of arabic writing but hopefully the bonus question will save me from a miserable fate.
Now tomorrow I do not know if I should go to the Wang center as a gospel member choir even though I cannot sing or if i should go to a rally with THE Barack Obama instead. I hope my choral director gets back to me before I am supposed to leave for my internship tomorrow.
The other big question will be what classes to take next year? I'm thinking intro to international relations, physical anthropology (fullfills a science requirement! ::cheers::), arabic 2, french 4, and international economics.
I hope I live :D
Valerie (my advisor and quirky arabic teacher) will probably tell me im nuts but I'll do my best!
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| Lol Parents Weekend |
[22 Oct 2006|11:32am] |
it is so very odd to see all of the happy sets of parents wandering around with their offspring. Thank goodness today is the last day of parents weekend. It is odd to suddenly feel the need to curb one's tongue so as not to alarm anyone's protective parents or sully the ears of a tiny sibling with profanity.
My parents only came for a while saturday night so we went to a local japanese place and then they came to listen to me sing one song with the gospel choir at the music department's parents concert. I made it into the happy group of the ten tallest girls in the alto section and I was not even wearing heels! ^_^ This meant I got to stand in the back row, which was a rather new experience for me and the upper classman next to me. I also had to lead the choir onto the stage @.@ but we went on during the african drumming and went behind the curtain so it was not nearly as intimidating as it would have been. I think the audience really enjoyed our performance and we all had a ball. I just was worried about rock stepping my way off the end of he riser.
I realised the only thing I don't like about my school is that I'm not farther away. Parents Weekend was pretty special for those who had gone months without seeing their parents whereas I saw mine last weekend and will apparently have to see them again next weekend because my dad will be turning "the big 60." I feel bad saying it but I really wish I could go at least a month wihout seeing them. How else can one truly have the feeling of getting out of the house? After dad's birthday I shall not go home until Thanksgiving without someone being mortally wounded or the like. To that end maybe I should see if Denise wants to go ith me when I go out to Norfolk next Sunday so she can see my odd republican-voting town.
Sadly I did not get to see Jess and Rob yesterday :( Now I shall have to await Thanksgiving. Emery and one of his friends from Mass art did come out for the evening and we went out after my parents departed and had a fun time. My mother was remarking over how much I seem to hang out with Emery and I explained quite firmly that we are just good friends and we also were attempting to get Emery's friend to ask Denise on a date since they seem to get long Very well. Lol I'm sure when the election is over there will be more time for playing match maker as well as go to the gym, get homework done, and practice ballroom. My first comp. is in a week... @.@ I hope I do not shame myself. I also have a mock comp today. Similarly, I hope not to make an ass of myself.
Now I should get a shower and get some homework done. If I do maybe I will have time this evening to go to the gym nd maybe I will try to bring my color guard equipment in to practic as I have not done that in eons :)
Peace!
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[12 Oct 2006|11:54pm] |
Thank goodness Thursday is over. Oh how I loathe Thursday until my last class ends at 8:15 at night, especially when that last class is actually an exam.
Now I have to face the next big issue.
After the last failed attempt to go to KRF I REALLY wanted to go this Sunday. I could even conceivably manage it because the practice competition we are going to have for ballroom will be the sunday after this one. I was so excited to find out it wouldn't conflict I was ready to look up the train schedule for Saturday night.
Then I find out there will be a big deval patrick rally on Sunday and they really need volunteers to come in all day Sunday and as much as they can Saturday.
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So the question becomes go to the political event or go to KRF? If I could miraculously manage to basically send my entire Saturday at the office I might be able to manage it but I need to go get ballroom shoes and everyone is going noonish Saturday and... yeah.
>.< This looks like it could get messy.
Particularly since I MUST spend time with a certain SOMEONE who will be back in Massachusetts this coming week. :D
I need a clone.
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| What I would do without gospel... |
[11 Oct 2006|03:20pm] |
I may have absolutely no belief in a deity but damn do I love gospel. in few songs belonging to other genres of music can one find the sincerity, energy, and no-holds-barred rapture present in gospel.
On days like today when I ge up waaay to early to go to my internship, rush back for work, have to go to the gym, and have a huge exam I am terrified of to study for a moment of gospel is a glorious comfort. When I feel oppressed by the heaps of work, the crazy hormones, the end of the longest running romantic relationship I ever had, and the sense that I have no time for myself six minutes of "You are good" works wonders on my attitude. The feelings of the singers are positively infectious. Like drinking warm coffee it fills you up and warms you from deep in your gut.
If anyone is ever feeling the college stress, try a dose of gospel ;)
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| Lol procrastinating again |
[06 Oct 2006|07:04pm] |
Lol you try reading a book by a guy who tries to make philosophical arguments by talking about aliens and matrix-esque reality simulators and then try to blame me for procrastination.
So here is what I am wondering instead of working on my political philosophy paper.
Talking to a certain someone who is my dearest friend in a way about deciding who we want to be. So what I am wondering is, if what i really want is to be strong and independent and free does that mean i need to step out and be more independent for a while? I feel like I should try to see more of the forest where the wild things are and be tested and challenged so as to understand my limits and gain a better understanding of what I want to achieve before emerging from the forest. I also wonder if, being divided between school, politics, and such as I have been, is there enough of myself left over to promise completely to another?
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| Ok so I'm going to procrastinate a bit... |
[03 Oct 2006|08:37pm] |
Well it seemes silly to start homework with little time available before tufts dems so instead I'll try to write a more serious entry.
Amazon.
My odd and outgoing friend from the first floor called me that today. Maybe I was talking about finding partners for ballroom or somesuch but in any case he ended up attempting to explain to me why I am intimidating. It has been quite a while since I can recall someone calling me intimidating and lately with the series of new experiences and the new place I was momentarily surprised I would come off that way. Since I am rather tall, have long hair (?), seem fairly self-confident and assertive, and seem strong I am an amazon. As I said, at first I was surprised but then I thought about it a bit. While may not be so confident as to just walk up to a stranger and start a conversation, I am not at all mouse-like. Since I have gotten to school I have started to feel more assertive and almost fiercely independent. From time to time I feel like laughing and shouting with the joy of being here. Last night after another laugh session (aka french class) I felt like singing as I walked throuh a picturesque but chilly night towards the library. The lamp posts on the academic quad created elegent silhouttes of the trees and their curtains of leaves. When i got to the library I decided to step out onto the deserted roof and look at the lights of Boston's skyline beyond the trees of the suburbs. It looked so close at night, as if, should I have desired, I could have walked over to the city for the night or forever if I wished. It was as if I was one of those city lights burning in the night with a love for this place stronger than my body could possibly hold. I feel like the newly forged sword still glowing red-hot and waiting to be employed for its true purpose.
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| A quick note- why I love school |
[03 Oct 2006|07:14pm] |
Where else would i go from a French class with the TA from my arabic class, to a discussion in the library cafe about political philosophy with a girl from turkey, and then to ballroom where I would dance with a kid who works in the poli sci office like I do and a kid i met at the bbq held by the Tufts Democrats?
I <3 Tufts ^__^
I may not be the smart kid anymore but it does not realy bother me. The occasional sensation of oppression caused by homework is a fair price to pay for the people I have gotten to meet and the things I have gotten to do.
Life lately has consisted of classes, homework, meetings with the tufts dems, the occasional ballroom team practice, my job at the poli sci office, interning, and the occasional foray into the city or the country. Attempts to go to KRF with my niece and sister-in-law were unsuccessful but c'est la vie. I wish them the best of luck in Germany!
Would anyone be intrigued by the notion of going to KRF on Sunday the 15th? If folks could let me know what they think that would be great!
I hope everyone is doing well!
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[26 Sep 2006|12:05am] |
So I was keeping myself occupied while on the phone...
| You Belong in Summer | 
Energetic, creative, and very curious about the world...
You're not going to let anything hold you back, especially a cold day.
Whether you're chilling out at the beach or partying all night, you live for the warm weather. |
| Your Theme Song is Beautiful Day by U2 | 
"Sky falls, you feel like
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away"
You see the beauty in life, especially in ordinary everyday moments.
And if you're feeling down, even that seems a little beautiful too. |
| Who Should Paint You: M.C. Escher | 
Open and raw, you would let your true self show for your portrait.
And even if your painting turned out a bit dark, it would be honest. |
| You Are a Rainbow | 
Breathtaking and rare
You are totally enchanting and intriguing
But you usually don't stick around long!
You are best known for: your beauty
Your dominant state: seducing |
| You Are a Rainbow |
Breathtaking and rare
You are totally enchanting and intriguing
But you usually don't stick around long!
You are best known for: your beauty
Your dominant state: seducing |
Life has been total madness with getting involved in the Democrats' Mass victory 06 Campaign as an intern, being in the Tufts dems, starting ballroom, and going to class. Hopefully I will put up a post with more intriguing info.
PS I went to my first real college party the other day ;)
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| KRF? |
[17 Sep 2006|10:59am] |
Hi Everybody!
Despite the fact that I have turned into a complete political junkie my family is still attempting to orchestrate a very special day...
KRF!
Originallly there were possible plans of going on September 24th so as to watch Preview Day afterwards but a few conflicts have arisen- SH open house, rugby games, and i could be at an internship. So one idea was maybe to go the sunday of the first weekend in october instead. (My family does not want to wait too late as my niece and sister-in-law want to go and they may be off for germany by mid october) If people have preferences, want to go, etc. please let me know!
PS Does anybody have any garb belonging to my family? Particularly the white shirts with the poofy sleeves? If you could let me know/return it if u r not krf-ing this year returning it would be nice. :D
Merci! Shukran!
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| Running on Coffee :D |
[08 Sep 2006|12:15am] |
I think coffee is going to be my new best friend. It is accesible frequently and keeps me going on very little sleep. Maybe i will sleep in Saturday and finally catch up on a few z's.
Let's see what has happened...
Well I have had all of my classes, in part because I had all of them on the very first day. Yep, ALL FIVE OF THEM MET TUESDSAY ::pokes out an eye:: Thus Tuesday was a tad stressful. I generally liked my classes, except maybe french (where I am bored out of my skull- maybe I should talk to the prof. about moving up despite my placement score. the score was literally border line so maybe I can wheedle on up. SInce I am taking five labor heavy courses I have decided to drop my trojan war class. In part because the teacher struck me as quite dry and also because I think all the reading from that class will detract from the others I find (and no offense to the teacher) more pressing.
Especially now that I have ajob :D I do things like photo copy, answer phones, and (attempt) to fix schedules for the political science department. I got to meet a prof. I have already decided I want next semester. He teaches one of the intro to IR classes and is supposed to be great. From the way he acts to his advisees and people in general I definately believe what I have heard about him as a teacher. Besides intro to ir i think i may take one of the research/survey classes for polit science and maybe a calc course so i can do higher level econ classes next year. My econ teacher has a kind of thick accent and ocasionally slips in his own opinions with the facts in his lectures but he is really engaging, a talented communicator, and makes severely unexpected jokes. (example, even if you restrict trade smuggling occurs. Note the presence and use of a cuban cigar in the clinton white house lmfao) My intro to political philosophy professor is cool and my recitation group had a neat little debate. It was a tad awkward since it was early and we had not gone to the lecture yet about the reading but it made me feel more prepared for class. Arabic is a lot of fun, although the girl from turkey has an advantage i am quite jealous of as the two languages have some words in common. My advising group is a fun one, which includes not only the girl from turkey but a kid from norway (who speaks perfect english as he has spent a few years in the US before) and other kids from random states. We even went for Korean food earlier on in the week and hopefully we'll do something else soon.
Besides work and school I have decided I am definately going to do the ballroom team. The one session the team held where they taught some basic steps was so much fun I don't think I can resist. That will start next week, the same night I have a reunion with my wilderness group @.@ I also joined the Tufts Democrats so I am going to a Victory '06 Rally at northeastern on Saturday and (maybe better yet)
get ready for this...
DEVAL PATRICK IS COMING TO TUFTS SUNDAY
and (as an usher)
I SHALL BE THERE!
::collapses from excitement::
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[04 Sep 2006|05:14pm] |
the Mdness!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
New People! New Classes! New Activities to do! And A New Name- Kelly Clarkson?!
Well let's see if I can at least attempt to recap the last couple of weeks.
PART ONE- WILDERNESS
I arrived in front of one of Tuft's gyms a bit before noon on the 24th. I was hauling the frame back pack belonging to Sara I's little brother and a bag of clean clothes and showering supplies to be left behind and reclaimed upon my return from five days in the wilderness. The green clad upper classmen (support staff) who were on the steps cheered, "freshman!" as we appeared and even chased cars heading into the parking lot with new arrivals. A tall young man introduced himself, took my bags, and helped to check me in. To make a long story short it was an awkward day of meeting my leaders, the nine other members of my group, getting a meningitis shot, receiving an insider's tour of campus from my leaders, playing random games like blob tag with all of the freshman, meeting other wilderness kids from my dorm, getting streaked by the entire support staff in the gym before heading off to sleep where our slumber was interrupted by our streaking leaders. Maybe it was because I was tired but I was not really startled or alarmed by the presence of many naked people running about.
The next day we loaded our heavy packs into a school bus and proceeded to nap for a couple of the hours on our six hour drive to Maine. Our group was the second of three dropped off by the bus at a parking lot for a section of the Appalaichan Trail (AT). Our first hike uphill with our heavy packs was one of the hardest but fortunately was not terribly lengthy. We got to set up tarps on platforms at a camp site with a very kind grounds keeper and a group of leaders in training for Baites wilderness trips. The next day we had a day hike (so no packs, except for the leaders) up Saddleback Mountain. That night, to our leaders' delight and excitement, the entire group of freshman was thrilled at the idea of streaking the Baites group. Thus, after a dinner of bisquik pizzas we tried to make desert for the camp caretaker and escorted it to the Baites' campfire completely naked. We hung out for a little while before heading back to our campsite, our clothes, and some sleep. The next several days we hiked along the AT and had a great time, although the rain made our sunday night miserably cold. The last day we woke at 4am to reach the point the bus would meet us and I still have not quite recovered from the sleep deprivation. While we may have smelled incredibly awful, we may have been sleep deprived, and we may have been from different places for those five days we were closer than many families. We slept at one of our leader's house the last night and I got to bed around maybe two am. Little did I know that this would soon become my habitual bed time...
The following days were a flurry of moving in, meeting new people, going to panels on different departments, mandatory meetings on matters of safety and with my advising group, going to school performances, and all sorts of things. I have started to make some new friends frommy floor, advising group, and random encounters around campus. i got to watch and learn a couple of basic steps from the Tufts ballroom team one night, which makes me think that maybe I would like to do that this year. I am also going to check out the crew team, audition for the jackson jills (an acappella group), maybe run for TCU Senate, and have signed up for gospel choir. In the view of some (perhaps a couple hundred mmembers of my class) I have acquired the name Kelly. We had a hypnotist show and I went up and was hypnotized. He told me I was a pop star, specifically Kelly Clarkson, and I was going to do a quick performance for an adoring crowd. While I vaguely remember lip synching (and at one point not really lip synching) to "Since You've Been Gone" the fact that I did it in front of a so many people did not really dawn on me until I got off the stage. I have run into a couple of people who have said hi to me as Kelly and said, after I have introduced myself, "Wait, were you Kelly Clarkson?"
Lmao. I have met normal people who were not there, so at least I will not be the pop star chick to everyone.
Now I need to eat before the a cappella concert (beelzebubs= amazing!) and maybe get to bed at a more reasonable hour since I have ALL FIVE CLASSES TOMORROW. >.< Lol I hope I live.
Love you all!
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[22 Aug 2006|11:58pm] |
I leave the day after tomorrow...
I hope I live.
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| ::stab, twist:: |
[16 Aug 2006|11:27am] |
Hendrik has departed for his destination 1000 miles away (and I do not exagerate on that distance) thiss morning. I think I have cried more in the last several days than I have in the last few years and don't know if this means I am weak in will or strong in heart. When he said, "I'll see you in December" my eyes went glassy again and the last time he said, "I love you" the lump in my throat barely allowed me to croak a response.
Lennie has yet to respond to my e-mail about sacred heart.
I feel guilty about only going to half of yesterday's pre band camp practice and not mentioning the fact that I was a spartan when Mr T had the "staff" introduce ourselves to the marching band. How could I forget them?
I feel guilty about not getting up earlier to exercise today and generally gaining weight and falling out of shape.
I miss being in the marching band, being a part of the color guard family.
I need to move out of this skin and grow into the next before what was smothers what is and what may be.
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Dad brought up an interesting idea yesterday before I set myself to the task of doing some research on things like course requirements and such. He thinks maybe when I get to Tufts I shoud try out for crew. His opinion is I have the build and upper body strength for the sport. I think it could be a lot of fun if I could actually make the team (a rather large if in my opinion for surely a lot of people would like to try it and many will undoubtedly be stronger than I am). But let us say (for the sake of argument) I did make it onto the team. With competitions on Saturdays I could not possibly do both crew and sacred heart, which launched the family into a bit of a discussion on whether or not Tufts and Sacred Heart would be feasible. I guess, deep down, I knew that was why Lennie talked to me about Tufts vs. NEU because going to NEU SHCG would have been, I think, more feasible. I really would not be around the campus for many weekends, time mother insists she really needed when she was in college for studying and she believes spending it away from campus would deprive me of much of the college experience. With how hard my classes are likely to be it is a serious consideration. On the other hand, three APs, three other classes, color guard, and a couple of other activities were manageable. Mom also thinks it would be tough to miss school for Dayton as it would not be a school team and Chrissy seems to think missing three days of class would result in the apocalypse.
I suppose it is unfair to hope they would truly understand a sentiment I can hardly hope to adequately explain. The dream of spinning at the world class level, of going to Dayton once more, of performing, of being a part of the color guard culture again tugs at a place in my chest where words give way and crumble before raw emotion. On an interview at the DCI quarterfinals movie theatre event Shelby and I went to one young man described how "you put on the uniform and feel seven feet tall and bullet proof" and he explained it was that irreplaceable feeling that made drum corps distinct and wonderful. Winter guard can be the same way and I know I really want to do drum corps next summer. I worry if I don't march during the winter I won't be physically capable in the summer. Maybe I really need a heart to heart with Lennie and a couple of weeks to find out what classes are like, although I wonder if either course of action will make the choice much easier. Of course I could make neither team, rendering the question utterly moot but for now there is no way to know. Instead I am left only with anxiety, uncertainty, and no simple solutions.
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[09 Aug 2006|11:16pm] |
| Your Dosha is Kapha | 
Calm and grounded, you are not prone to mood swings or anger.
However, once you do get angry, it takes a lot to cool you down.
You tend to think a little slower than most people, but your logic is astounding.
Overall, you very loyal and trustworthy. You're not scared of being who you really are.
With friends: You enjoy their company, but often listen more than talk
In love: You crave connection and affection. It's hard for you to be single.
To achieve more balance: Exercise vigorously (especially in the sun) and let go of attachments. |
Lol i saw this quiz, took it, and asked myself, "What the heck IS a dosha?" So I looked it up on dictionary.com and it told me, "in Ayurvedic medicine, one of the three biological humors or energies (kapha, pitta, vata) which combine in various proportions to determine individual constitution and mental and physical disorders." Well, there you have it, a rather random post. I reccomen Mountains Beyond Mountains, the book I am reading for school, to any who need a great read. It is one of the best pieces of nonfiction I have read in quite some time. Lately I have hung out, pursued mundane college articles, and walked a lot in m hiking boots. I hope I am not killing the treadmill, it has started to make funny noises...
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[04 Aug 2006|10:11pm] |
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Well I can now say i have joined the others required to read a novel before heading to school. Mine arrived in the mail apparently yesterday while I was at the beach so I received it today. I am few pages in and I like it so far. It is Mountains Beyond Mountains if anyone grows curious and wants to look it up. The only time I spent reading it was when Hendrik was taking a nap for a spell this afternoon. I guess yesterday's sun made him toasted in multiple contexts. Renae, Shelby, Pardees, Hendrik, and I had a fun time. First we went to the beach Shelby's manager reccomended but found it a little small and too docile so we relocated to the beach in Newport shelby and I visited on our last beach expedition. It was a lot of fun although a few sunburns were achieved and the brand new bathing suit meant I had lovely bright white portions of me visible and I think my suit bottoms might have been a bit too big. Oh well. It was still a fun time, which concluded with my first ever meal at a ponderosa (SP?) and saving Sketchy Steve from the roadside. Today I got to spend some quality time with Hendrik. I keep closing my eyes, holding him closer, and wishing he was not going so damned far away. To be apart most of August, September, October, November, and who knows how much of December- thinking like that is thoroughly depressing. For now I will just have to focus on trying to spend as much time now as I can with him and everyone else headed to far away schools, buying junk, getting in shape for wilderness, and reading up on Arabian culture to prep for my Arabic language class. If I focus on the tasks at hand things go a bit easier. If I try to look too much at the grander scope it often threatens to consume me. Maybe I can set up a sort of schedule for myself next week and try to designate so many days to prepping for school and everything else. Tomorrow looks like a slideshow and anime day with jess- yay!
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