I'm down with Ecru/Cream (Yeah, You Know Me)

To translate my parody title, I'm ok with the new color scheme.
I just fixed the space bar on this public computer so I could blog. BOOM.

It's been a great past few days. I've discovered the fitness (read: yoga) programs on OnDemand, and since I pay my roomie $30 a month for internet I can't use (stone-age computer, remember?) and cable I typically only use when he suckers me into watching hours upon hours of trash TV ("uhmmm, HALLOOO! Ah yoo DUMB?!"-- Jersey Shore) I decided that I should use said yoga programs every night. It's been an awesome way to end my day!

I also currently have 4 letters sitting on my desk, waiting to be replied to (yayyy!) and I officially submitted my Pass/No Pass form for one of my classes, making my 12-credit hour schedule that much more easy. AAAAND I got 2 packages in the mail in 4 days. Contents: from my mother, my brown flat "snow" boots (not really waterproof) & You're in the Super Bowl, Charlie Brown!. From Matt Forrest, 3 MU shot glasses, a card with a paddleball on it (remember those things?!), a lovely MU shirt that I can't wait to wear, and.....MY BLACK FLIP FLOPS! Which had been eaten by TKD's garage couch in November. Never thought I'd see those puppies again.

On another note, the night before I left Elyria, I went to 184 Buh-race to see Jes, Chris, Erin, and Parkerbabyboi and we watched Modern Family & Lawn & Order: SVU. This is only relevant for two reasons: 1) we watched Modern Family in my Comparative Family Policy Class (I have the magical ability to select classes that show TVepisodes to illustrate textbook points), and 2) Katelyn's hot British friend down there (Sayied from Lost) was the most awesome investigator ever in the SVU episode...and I, similarly, fell hard for him.

This is why we get along.
I am going to go read 80 pages on "the art of theological reflection" for class. Bye-bye!

I DID IT.

I made the changes, i have no idea why, change them if you'd like....if you dare.

"Horizon meets earth like an unforseen kiss"

This past weekend was interesting, just for the sheer fact that today is January 25, 2010. This date has not made a momentous mark in my short history, but it has been a full month since Christmas. It feels like it has AT MOST been 2 weeks. I can't believe we're back in the swing of school things-- the semester is well underway, my little brother's 19th birthday is close, I have a quiz today. People (my sorority sisters especially) love to say "enjoy these four years because they totally will go soooo fast, like you have no idea." It's just an interesting idea, that time really does seem to be moving so quickly (for some odd reason) right now.

This by no means was meant to be a philosophical blog, but I was talking to Shawn last night he mentioned how different our friends seemed. It wasn't anything either of us could put our fingers on, but I was glad that it wasn't just me that was different. We really are all changing, and time really is passing, and yes--insert laugh here. You may be thinking "it took this girl 4 years at a public university for her to figure out that time passes?" and i suppose that's justified, but today I realize that time is moving and I'm not really that scared in this mood on this Monday.

On another note, I caught up on LOST! Maybe that's where this space-time-continuum thought-process came from (since they are back in 1977) but it was such a cliff hanger!! I could not imagine being someone that had to wait week to week to know what happened next!! But i am very excited to see what happens to everyone!! i have so many favorite characters...everyone is so different and crazy. This man is my favorite, for very obvious reasons. (his name is pronounced SAY-I-EEEE'D, and they made him an Iraqi, but he is actually from Great Britain! So his accent is fake, masking a different accent!)

Sayied, and me (on a good day, laughing at his hilarious jokes)

This blog looking back looks like i tried to be profound. i am watching a movie, listening to music, AND i have my homework in front of me....so perhaps i should focus on one thing at a time before i start rambling.

"Long Day" by Matchbox 20

it would be cool to keep titling drinks starbucks drinks that you can order (which i tried to do for like, my first 5 posts) but it turns out that that is not original, but actually lame seeing how i got yelled at by the district manager today. i knew by making his drink i was balancing on a thin line because it could really only go one of two ways:

a) he was very impressed with the quality service he received by a clean, welcoming barista and his drink was really good -or-

b) he would realize i hadn't showered in 3 days, i had worked 7 hours at this point, and he realized i wasn't going to kiss his ass like everyone else there but rather, hand him a warm-and-well-balanced drink.

it went a lot of option "B," but also i was corrected because i wasted milk when i steamed his drink. he told me i was "responsible for wasting about 8 gallons of milk a week by the way i was working, and 8 x $2.50 every 7 days really adds up." i don't think this man realized that i am very environmentally conscious and i am saving milk for reasons other than THE MAN. and when you charge $4 for the drink you're consuming, luckily the mark up is enough you're still making a significant profit.

on another note, SHAWN BLOGGED. this is obvious because i am posting right above him, but his blog really provided the hope (i'm going to go out on a limb here and include you, Molly) we needed to carry on the dontgochasin' site. not that there is really any hope we need---IS THERE ANYONE THERE? i'm blogging to cyberspace about the man, and this website is run by the man. AAHHHHHH!

things to listen to:

you really got a hold on me -She & Him

a lack of color -Death cab

just a boy -Angus and Julia Stone

things to read:

'I'm not afraid to compete. It's just the opposite. Don't you see that? I'm afraid I will compete--that's what scares me... I'm sick of not having the courage to be an absolute nobody. I'm sick of myself and everybody else that wants to make some kind of a splash.' She paused, and suddenly picked up her glass of milk and brought it to her lips.

-Franny & Zooey

Because it's Sunday night before MLK day?

Well it is in fact Sunday night at 8:48pm (assuming you cannot read the time and date links) and I've stumbled across the blog...I am sorry to say this is my first post since 2009 (but no time for apologies right?). I've successfully completed my first week of Teaching Methods. Not so bad yet, though I am overly nervous for what the future weeks hold. I met my class on Friday: I will be teaching a 5th grade class in a city called Fostoria.

Fun facts on city of Fostoria:

1. 5 State Highways and 1 U.S. Highway run through it

2. Named after Charles Foster, the 35th Governor of Ohio

3. Falls into 3 different counties

4. At one point in time housed the largest industrial producer of glass

5. Ranks #3 in medium cities with the most mobile homes by percentage

Beyond school, I had an interesting experience yesterday. As I parked my car in front of my house, I noticed about 7 old men and one old lady taking pictures of each other on my front porch. After multiple closer looks, I realized I knew none of them. As I approached my house, one of these old fellas asked me "Hello there, are you a 317-er?" At first I was unsure of this phrase, but I soon realized that these old men once upon a time lived in the same house I currently reside in, 1973 to be specific. As I welcomed them inside, I heard outrageous stories from their years in college just 37 years ago (that's 13,505 days). We came to find out there once was a 2 story back porch on our house and someone actually lived in our unliveable basement! They then took a group picture going down our staircase.

All in all, this rare encounter with our roomies-from-the-past got me thinking of two things:

1. How different "college" has changed over the years

2. How much "college" hasn't changed a bit

Even more so, it amazed me to see these 6 friends, who originally came from all different backgrounds, reunite in their 60s to remember the fun times they once had. I only have a few months of "college" left. I've decided now is better time than any to make more of those memories!

Eclectic Substance.

Heading back to Chi tomorrow with 2 passengers + doe-cat. Don't know if we'll all fit with luggage...fingers crossed. I'll bring my keys this time, I SWEAR! (Didn't hear about the NYE key fiasco? The whole holiday celebration was quite the saga...)

I spent the majority of today doing 2 things: looking up information about dreadlocks & making new things out of old tee shirts (reusable bag #3, check! brand new tie-dye bikini, check!). All in all, a pretty unproductive but really awesome last day.

I have very mixed feelings about heading back to the city tomorrow. I just don't have a desire to be there, now that I'm thinking of all the awesome places I want to go post-grad, and I hate feeling like I'm not really "present" wherever I am, especially because I always randomly dole out advice about being present to the moment to one of DGCW's lovely followers (holla, C-ROD!). But I know I have great things coming this semester-- a new roomie (ED!!!!!!), a ridiculously light workload, more time in the FYE office, more fun side projects, lots of loyolacafun, my EVOKEes, and my still-favorite thing ever: penpal mania. Last semester set the bar pretty high in terms of my happiness, balance, support network, and room for creative expression in all areas; I only hope I can keep such positive energy flowing.

I guess I'm done, because nothing really feels like it needs to be broadcasted on the interwebs. Let me at least end with something good, since this post was very weak compared to past performances...My close friend Emily used these words to describe writing a cover letter for a position dealing with outdoor education at Loyola, and I sincerely hope that everyone feels this way about what pursuits they fall into throughout their lives: "This should not be this difficult to write, but how do you write about something that is so much a part of you that it almost makes you cry, but laugh & your body tingle at the same time?"

Happy MLK weekend, my loves!

i have cabin fever

things that made me happy:
1. my environmental science class is going to be so cool! i can tell already, it was our last day in the classroom today!
2. my biology of aging professor knew my name and i have never met her? but she guessed right? and i smiled way too big in front of my class after that?
3. dinner date with good friends. but they are making me exercise first before i can eat. which is suppose is positive, but a long ride on the ellipitcal doesn't sound like a walk in the park if you know what i mean.
4. my roommate (that always cleans) cleaned the whole house (because it terribly needed it) on a day when i wasn't willing to serve others. which made me more willing to serve my friends! so the house got cleaned and my heart lightened up a little!

things that are making my boots heavy:
1. i have cabin fever and it's only janurary