Hello STILL non-existant followers,
Well as you can tell, LMU has kept me more than busy. I have NOT kept up with my goal of once a week posting. But then I blame homework, my soulmate MS, Betas, and various other happenstances that keep me from doing something as inane as record my life and thoughts for the invisible computer people who don't even read this or know that it exists. But moving on!
A lot has happened: MS is now one of 3 Beta sweethearts (of which I am TOTALLY jealous because I am a little bit in love with about half of Beta's graduating class), she's seeing a guy named Jonah, I have a crush on SZ who I hadn't seen for a year until we randomly found out that we had a class together, my mom has tried to convince me to consider working for the foreign service rather than going to grad school (which I am determined to rebel against because I had an easy life as a child and never felt the need to rebel and it is coming out now for no reason other than all young people need to rebel at some point in thier lives - or thats what pop culture has lead me to believe), I have met up with Dr. Y to say hello and discuss my future, I have written papers, decided that I like some Austen, gotten drunk a few times, gone through recruiment, made stupid choices, made good choices, found out that my final for Comedy class is a stand up routine in front of the whole Living Room, and most important of all I have found out that I am most likely going to be graduating early.
I cannot describe to you the fear that was instilled in me the first time I figured out this last fact out. Never have I been so smote with gut-crunching bisbelief and terror. Not for college, not for study abroad, not for comedy stand up. Nothing scares me more than realizing that life as I know it is going over in less than 11 months. It's amazing the difference 6 short months makes on the overwelming thought that soon I will have to make a decision about HOW TO BEGIN THE REST OF MY LIFE. Granted, early graduation at this point probably means nothing more than moving back to Fresno for a few short monthes to apply for absolutely every scholarship, internship, and job that might just barely tickle my fancy. But still. Scary shit, man.
However despite the horror that looms over me whenver I think about my possible future I have grown somewhat fond of the idea. For the first time in my college career I feel like a real adult. Which is silly because I am still doing very immature things like talking about boys, staying up too late gossiping with my girls, getting drunk with my friends and worrying about what to wear for the next formal event. And yet there has been more than one occassion where as I stroll alone across campus thinking that my Year of Lasts has begun (last recruitment, last time figuring out housing, last Crush Party, etc.) I can't help feeling so God-damn adult and well... to be kind of honest... badass. Like I am coming into the world and so far it is accepting me with open arms.
Will it all be as simple and fun and sexy as my silly, pampered, romanticized mind makes it out to be? Hell no! (Unless by some stroke of unfathomable luck I win the lottery or meet, fall in love with, and marry the prince of some distant, quite European country, but both of those options look quite unlikely at his point). Still theres a part of me that feels ready to be going through this stage of my life.
Then again, ask me again if I still feel that way next December when my pending graduation is practically upon me. I am sure the answer will be quite different.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
Yes I'm still here
Dear Still Currently Non-Existent Readers,
See I told you I wouldn't be blogging every day. But did you listen? I honestly don't know because currently you do not exist. Can non-existent people listen? Am I spelling existent wrong? The world may never know.
So my semester has started (hence why I ignored you for a while) and unlike in London I actually have f-ing tons of work to do. But as we all know work is for sqaures. Don't get me wrong - I've been doing a lot of it. But I have not discontinued the drinking patterns that were developed abroad. Go me! Always so damn healthy.
I'd give you a run down of my classes but if you are reading this, you probably really do NOT care.
Currently I have no exciting stories, nothing to complain about, no boys to moon over, and no experience to exalt. All in all a pretty uneventful if enjoyable week. Give me another 24 hours - I'll be bitching about 6 hours worth of recruitment practice. ^_^
See I told you I wouldn't be blogging every day. But did you listen? I honestly don't know because currently you do not exist. Can non-existent people listen? Am I spelling existent wrong? The world may never know.
So my semester has started (hence why I ignored you for a while) and unlike in London I actually have f-ing tons of work to do. But as we all know work is for sqaures. Don't get me wrong - I've been doing a lot of it. But I have not discontinued the drinking patterns that were developed abroad. Go me! Always so damn healthy.
I'd give you a run down of my classes but if you are reading this, you probably really do NOT care.
Currently I have no exciting stories, nothing to complain about, no boys to moon over, and no experience to exalt. All in all a pretty uneventful if enjoyable week. Give me another 24 hours - I'll be bitching about 6 hours worth of recruitment practice. ^_^
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Nothing Better to Do...
Dear Currently Non-Existent Viewers,
Don't get too excited. I won't normally be posting these excessively witty, written Polaroids of my life every day. It's simply that I am on that wonderful thing called Winter Break and I don't normally have a full day's work and I didn't have any plans other than get various chores done so I have time in my evening.
As I said today was not particularly interesting or exciting (keeping committed to my previous blog statement!), but I thought I might take a little time to introduce myself in more detail.
My real name, if you don't all ready know it, is none of your business. I am a third year university student studying at LMU. I am in a sorority (Delta Zeta to be precise), but am not an alcoholic, blonde, a barbie, a drone, or a slut (I know just proved SOMEONE's stereotype wrong). I write plays, poetry, and occasionally chapters for novels that will in all likelihood never be finished. I like boys (perhaps a little too much) and am a Catholic (there go more stereotypes). My political views are slightly left of center (but only slightly). I believe in love and miracles, but am ruled by logic. I like theatre in all its forms and have participated in it in almost every form imaginable. And I own a sword (I call it Roderigo). What can I say? I'm a little old fashioned.
Hope you enjoyed this introduction. For those of you who don't know me (which so far is everyone and no one - eat your heart out, paradox) there is more to come. But I am lazy and am trying to figure how to make myself sound more interesting than this. Probably with embellished recounts of my encounters with the world (or maybe I should just save the embelishment for my good friend AC). Or at least that's my hypothesis. We can prove it wrong when I have some encounters. Which knowing me, probably won't be until my return to LMU - ie one week.
Don't get too excited. I won't normally be posting these excessively witty, written Polaroids of my life every day. It's simply that I am on that wonderful thing called Winter Break and I don't normally have a full day's work and I didn't have any plans other than get various chores done so I have time in my evening.
As I said today was not particularly interesting or exciting (keeping committed to my previous blog statement!), but I thought I might take a little time to introduce myself in more detail.
My real name, if you don't all ready know it, is none of your business. I am a third year university student studying at LMU. I am in a sorority (Delta Zeta to be precise), but am not an alcoholic, blonde, a barbie, a drone, or a slut (I know just proved SOMEONE's stereotype wrong). I write plays, poetry, and occasionally chapters for novels that will in all likelihood never be finished. I like boys (perhaps a little too much) and am a Catholic (there go more stereotypes). My political views are slightly left of center (but only slightly). I believe in love and miracles, but am ruled by logic. I like theatre in all its forms and have participated in it in almost every form imaginable. And I own a sword (I call it Roderigo). What can I say? I'm a little old fashioned.
Hope you enjoyed this introduction. For those of you who don't know me (which so far is everyone and no one - eat your heart out, paradox) there is more to come. But I am lazy and am trying to figure how to make myself sound more interesting than this. Probably with embellished recounts of my encounters with the world (or maybe I should just save the embelishment for my good friend AC). Or at least that's my hypothesis. We can prove it wrong when I have some encounters. Which knowing me, probably won't be until my return to LMU - ie one week.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
A New Year, a New Hobby
Well hello 2011... and any readers that you might bring with you (although I am not hopeful),
Recently I've been doing some thinking - I'm a writer (always have been and always will be) but unlike more writers I do not have a blog. In the past I always thought the idea was a bit pretentious. I mean let's be real, who is going to care enough about some random strangers life to want to read about it? And continuing in this vain of honesty, my life isn't all that interesting to the outside observer. Know how there's that saying "If someone wrote a book about your life, would anyone read it?" Frankly, no. I'm not saying my life sucks - quite the contrary in fact! I consider myself exceedingly blessed; I have a wonderful family that loves me and isn't dysfunctional, I have amazing friends who stick by me, I am more or less intelligent, go to a great university, am part of the best sorority on the planet, and according to Dr. Y I have a very promising future in the world of playwriting. It's a great life, but particularly interesting? No. Sure there's some occasional boy drama (ok more than occasional...) but nothing completely out of the ordinary. And unfortunately none of it has caused my facebook relationship status to change from "single."
So if nothing interesting happens in my life, why write a blog? I all ready have a private journal to satisfy my need to write and recount the enjoyable if not fascinating parts of my life and just TALK about ME.
Well as I said, I'm a writer. This is what I do. Unfortunately, however, I am very bad at sitting my but down and being disciplined and productive. My goal for the New Year is to get better at that. I am determined to write in this blog on a weekly basis if only to keep up my skills and practice being witty. Pretentious? Completely. Self-centered? Totally. Practicle? I think so. Hopefully my weird need for attention will spur me to stick to this goal.
Oh yeah thats another reason why I never started a blog in the past - I LOVE attention. I'm not crazy - I don't steal people's limelight and I try really hard not to talk about myself too much. I keep myself under control. But I always try out for plays, am first to volunteer for karaoke (even though I'm not that great), volunteer to talk in class (also because I like discussions and other people are lame and don't). Basically I do not need another outlet for seeking attention. But I have a solution. I do not plan to advertise this blog. I am going simply write for me and whoever else discovers this and finds it insightful enough to follow. As if...
So that's why I have this blog. I won't claim to have a theme or plan for what I am going to write about. If I'm honest boys will probably come up a lot. In addition to being an attention whore I am also a little boy crazy. But there there is no set goal other putting words to page (or screen as the case may be). So whoever you are out there reading this I hope you enjoy. Welcome to my life.
Recently I've been doing some thinking - I'm a writer (always have been and always will be) but unlike more writers I do not have a blog. In the past I always thought the idea was a bit pretentious. I mean let's be real, who is going to care enough about some random strangers life to want to read about it? And continuing in this vain of honesty, my life isn't all that interesting to the outside observer. Know how there's that saying "If someone wrote a book about your life, would anyone read it?" Frankly, no. I'm not saying my life sucks - quite the contrary in fact! I consider myself exceedingly blessed; I have a wonderful family that loves me and isn't dysfunctional, I have amazing friends who stick by me, I am more or less intelligent, go to a great university, am part of the best sorority on the planet, and according to Dr. Y I have a very promising future in the world of playwriting. It's a great life, but particularly interesting? No. Sure there's some occasional boy drama (ok more than occasional...) but nothing completely out of the ordinary. And unfortunately none of it has caused my facebook relationship status to change from "single."
So if nothing interesting happens in my life, why write a blog? I all ready have a private journal to satisfy my need to write and recount the enjoyable if not fascinating parts of my life and just TALK about ME.
Well as I said, I'm a writer. This is what I do. Unfortunately, however, I am very bad at sitting my but down and being disciplined and productive. My goal for the New Year is to get better at that. I am determined to write in this blog on a weekly basis if only to keep up my skills and practice being witty. Pretentious? Completely. Self-centered? Totally. Practicle? I think so. Hopefully my weird need for attention will spur me to stick to this goal.
Oh yeah thats another reason why I never started a blog in the past - I LOVE attention. I'm not crazy - I don't steal people's limelight and I try really hard not to talk about myself too much. I keep myself under control. But I always try out for plays, am first to volunteer for karaoke (even though I'm not that great), volunteer to talk in class (also because I like discussions and other people are lame and don't). Basically I do not need another outlet for seeking attention. But I have a solution. I do not plan to advertise this blog. I am going simply write for me and whoever else discovers this and finds it insightful enough to follow. As if...
So that's why I have this blog. I won't claim to have a theme or plan for what I am going to write about. If I'm honest boys will probably come up a lot. In addition to being an attention whore I am also a little boy crazy. But there there is no set goal other putting words to page (or screen as the case may be). So whoever you are out there reading this I hope you enjoy. Welcome to my life.
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