The class I T.A. in for my Social Justice Living Learning Community had a really cool assignment the 2nd week of class called the "Where I'm From" poem; all of us wrote poems that involved smells, memories, loved ones, descriptions, phrases, etc. from our childhoods that we felt described where we come from and what we've experienced. I've been sitting on mine for a while, waiting to put it on here, and I finally decided (at 1:30am) that I should put it on for everyone to enjoy.
I'm also planning on sending this out via email with "instructions" to everyone about the process of writing them, so if you want to get those directions so you can write one and send it back to me, I'd be happy to add you to my list! :)
Where I'm From
I'm from hose water.
I'm from family bike rides, an old-fashioned popcorn-popper, and hand-me-down Barbies,
from Christmas Eve sleepovers with my big sisters on bunk beds with bunny sheets.
See, I'm from the North side-- no, no, NOT the West side-- the land of minivans and postcards, where winning games of T.V. tag was so important that the tips of our tongues would poke from our mouths as we tried to graze anyone with our fingertips.
I'm from frozen grapes and cinnamon toast,
the anticipation of snow day announcements from that little black portable radio,
from the salty taste of homemade green Playdough and a sanctuary lined with stained glass and welcoming handshakes.
I hail from a decade-sized performance stage with fluffy, stuffed audience members always begging me for an encore.
(Jelly bracelets, anyone?)
I'm from buckets at a summer camp that forever altered the isolating, self-interested woman I could have become...
I'm from educators with high expectations who owe the respect I gave them to my parents-- my first teachers.
"Please always remember and never forget..." [ILOVEYOU]
I'm from sisters...genetic or not. From two undiscussed divorces. From abandoned piano lessons and gymnastics.
Check the bottom right cupboard near the stove, right next to the raw spaghetti noodles that make great snacks.
I'm from a house-- no, a home-- full of staircase belly sliding or firefly catching and tears that come from laughing.
Or maybe from white Easter gloves and videotaped swim lessons (who rewatches those, anyway?!).
I come from red and yellow tulips, and fragrant grasshopper-green bars of soap in Grandma's downstairs bathroom,
from a momma who still cries when I give her a Mother's Day card, a daddy who sees his "peanut" as the building, wrestling tomboy-of-a-son he never had.
I'm from limitless encouragement splashed with a lack of understanding.
From an unquenchable thirst for something bigger than THIS-- than just a complacent, quiet cul-de-sac, complete with annual block parties.
I come from a twin bed in which I said a prayer each and every night:
Make those who are sad feel happy,
Make those who are sick feel better,
Help those who are homeless find a home.
The prayer of where I'm from seems naive, yes, and dismisses the complexity of this world.
I eternally blame it for my unshakeable, unconditional, unfailing optimism that makes me feel like we CAN do that-- all in time to get a good night's sleep for our next battle.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
The Lone Poster.
(That's me!)
I've given up hope that anyone else will carry this, but as long as I have access to internet and a long list of things to do that I am putting off, I will not lower my standards to meet those drooping (dead?) blog standards of the other DMs here at DGCW.
Reading: Riding the Bus with my Sister, The Most Beautiful Book in the World, & ALL-- yes, that's right-- of my homework. (?!)
Listening: to loyolacauditions. (budump CHING!)
Watching: gleeeeee! I actually like Fox for that hour of every week. Oh, and giraffes.
Wearing: my heart on my sleeve. and lots of baby fluids on my clothes because of little michael.
Wanting: contemplation time?
Remember me bragging about my summer reading list? Ironically enough, I stopped reading mid-July. Regardless, my book total reached a whopping 13 by the end of the summer, not counting the several books I began but haven't yet gotten through. Here's my list:
1. This I Believe-- an AWESOME, AWESOME compilation of very short (talking 350 words) essays written by extraordinary "ordinary," as well as famous, people; the topic of every essay was the central belief in that person's life. It's based on an NPR program that started in the 50s. Check out the website: http://www.thisibelieve.org.
2. Einstein's Dreams-- this is a VERY quick read that imagines what kind of dreams and scenarios were running through Einstein's head just before his theory of relativity came out. Mind-boggling yet colored with emotion and personal stories!
3. Code Orange-- Caroline B. Cooney was one of my favorite authors back when I was a teeny-bopper (ha), so I thought I'd check out one of her newer books that my mom brought home from work (she works in a library, fyi). It's about some kid getting smallpox. I wanted to burn the book for, like, the first half, but the end is excellently cool.
4. A Thousand Splendid Suns-- I couldn't find enough words for this one if I tried. AWESOME. INCREDIBLE. PHENOMENAL. HEART-WRENCHING. yes, yes, yes. I am always blown away when a male author can so eloquently and accurately write about challenges of women in the world.
5. The Alchemist-- Oh, come on-- you all know how I feel about this. It's also an easy read (read it in a few hours, so seriously, it is) and it's loaded with wisdom for people attempting to make important life (and perhaps lifeSTYLE) choices. I eat this shit up.
6. The Laramie Project-- This one is my all-time favorite play, so I figured reading the book would vividly bring it back for me. It features real interviews from townspeople of Laramie, Wyoming right after Matthew Shepard (a gay college student) was murdered in a hate crime. (Is all murder hate crime, to some extent?)
7. Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim-- David Sedaris. Need I say more?
8. How to Be a Pirate-- This little ditty was a beginner's chapter book that my mom nabbed for me a few years ago to humor my obsession with pirates. It was ok. The best part of the story is the main character discovered he was left-handed, and we ALL know (or should know after this sentence!) how I feel about left-handed people...if you are left-handed, I like you more than I liked the presumed-right-handed you.
9. The 101 Most Influential People Who Never Lived-- I recommend this book to anyone and everyone, ever, in the history of the world. I learned so much, I chuckled frequently, and each name is fairly short so you can read them with 5-10 extra minutes here and there. What a lovely presence in my life.
10. My Only Story-- I didn't have high expectations for this book because I paid for it entirely in coins from LUC's bookstore's bargain books section. It was SO touching, SO sad, but was all about personal growth and knowing oneself...It was the perfect time for me to read it. :)
11. The Glass Castle-- Oh my GOSH I loved this book. It is beautifully written, has a lot of very interesting undercurrents about education, healthcare and poverty, and it also stands as a counterexample to the horrible stereotypes that plague people living in poverty. I saw so much strength in this author and her family...And I still wonder about the glass castle, too. :)
12. Running With Scissors-- Augusten Burroughs, ladies and gentlemen! I hold him in an even higher esteem than I do David Sedaris, so that says a lot. This book was great, but I must confess I see short stories as his forte after reading this one. Enjoyable, regardless.
13. The Midwife's Apprentice-- The final book completed this summer was also a short one. It was a cute little tale, though, and of COURSE it was about following one's heart to do what makes one happy, and facing challenges that try to keep us from those passions we chase. Like I said, I'm such a sucker.
Anyone even get to the bottom of this?!
I've given up hope that anyone else will carry this, but as long as I have access to internet and a long list of things to do that I am putting off, I will not lower my standards to meet those drooping (dead?) blog standards of the other DMs here at DGCW.
Reading: Riding the Bus with my Sister, The Most Beautiful Book in the World, & ALL-- yes, that's right-- of my homework. (?!)
Listening: to loyolacauditions. (budump CHING!)
Watching: gleeeeee! I actually like Fox for that hour of every week. Oh, and giraffes.
Wearing: my heart on my sleeve. and lots of baby fluids on my clothes because of little michael.
Wanting: contemplation time?
Remember me bragging about my summer reading list? Ironically enough, I stopped reading mid-July. Regardless, my book total reached a whopping 13 by the end of the summer, not counting the several books I began but haven't yet gotten through. Here's my list:
1. This I Believe-- an AWESOME, AWESOME compilation of very short (talking 350 words) essays written by extraordinary "ordinary," as well as famous, people; the topic of every essay was the central belief in that person's life. It's based on an NPR program that started in the 50s. Check out the website: http://www.thisibelieve.org.
2. Einstein's Dreams-- this is a VERY quick read that imagines what kind of dreams and scenarios were running through Einstein's head just before his theory of relativity came out. Mind-boggling yet colored with emotion and personal stories!
3. Code Orange-- Caroline B. Cooney was one of my favorite authors back when I was a teeny-bopper (ha), so I thought I'd check out one of her newer books that my mom brought home from work (she works in a library, fyi). It's about some kid getting smallpox. I wanted to burn the book for, like, the first half, but the end is excellently cool.
4. A Thousand Splendid Suns-- I couldn't find enough words for this one if I tried. AWESOME. INCREDIBLE. PHENOMENAL. HEART-WRENCHING. yes, yes, yes. I am always blown away when a male author can so eloquently and accurately write about challenges of women in the world.
5. The Alchemist-- Oh, come on-- you all know how I feel about this. It's also an easy read (read it in a few hours, so seriously, it is) and it's loaded with wisdom for people attempting to make important life (and perhaps lifeSTYLE) choices. I eat this shit up.
6. The Laramie Project-- This one is my all-time favorite play, so I figured reading the book would vividly bring it back for me. It features real interviews from townspeople of Laramie, Wyoming right after Matthew Shepard (a gay college student) was murdered in a hate crime. (Is all murder hate crime, to some extent?)
7. Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim-- David Sedaris. Need I say more?
8. How to Be a Pirate-- This little ditty was a beginner's chapter book that my mom nabbed for me a few years ago to humor my obsession with pirates. It was ok. The best part of the story is the main character discovered he was left-handed, and we ALL know (or should know after this sentence!) how I feel about left-handed people...if you are left-handed, I like you more than I liked the presumed-right-handed you.
9. The 101 Most Influential People Who Never Lived-- I recommend this book to anyone and everyone, ever, in the history of the world. I learned so much, I chuckled frequently, and each name is fairly short so you can read them with 5-10 extra minutes here and there. What a lovely presence in my life.
10. My Only Story-- I didn't have high expectations for this book because I paid for it entirely in coins from LUC's bookstore's bargain books section. It was SO touching, SO sad, but was all about personal growth and knowing oneself...It was the perfect time for me to read it. :)
11. The Glass Castle-- Oh my GOSH I loved this book. It is beautifully written, has a lot of very interesting undercurrents about education, healthcare and poverty, and it also stands as a counterexample to the horrible stereotypes that plague people living in poverty. I saw so much strength in this author and her family...And I still wonder about the glass castle, too. :)
12. Running With Scissors-- Augusten Burroughs, ladies and gentlemen! I hold him in an even higher esteem than I do David Sedaris, so that says a lot. This book was great, but I must confess I see short stories as his forte after reading this one. Enjoyable, regardless.
13. The Midwife's Apprentice-- The final book completed this summer was also a short one. It was a cute little tale, though, and of COURSE it was about following one's heart to do what makes one happy, and facing challenges that try to keep us from those passions we chase. Like I said, I'm such a sucker.
Anyone even get to the bottom of this?!
Monday, August 31, 2009
More bulletpoints because this blog is lonely and pathetic.
I am so jealous of the residence formerly known as apt212's ability to continue blogging diligently for audiences despite the distance put between them. This is obviously not the case for this blog team. :(
Before bullet point updates, I'd just like to selfishly share/reflect on how GOOD I feel about life and all that this year is bringing. Sure, lots of it is shadowed with uncertainty, but that uncertainty can also be translated into an openness to be carried wherever I am able to best serve and learn. To me, there seems to be a very powerful, positive energy flowing through campus, Chicago, the world, and my relationships with others. I hope I don't come down from this perfect high anytime soon....
-I have a cat. Her name is Dorian and, yes, she knows how to F-E-T-C-H. And she does not make me sneeze. It's ok to be jealous for good reason.
-I am currently working on my "I swear I'm actually going to keep up with my reading for classes" goal...And by working on it, I mean I've got it pulled up in my other tab while I blog. It's 10:15pm and I have a poo-ton to read before classes tomorrow. Such is life.
-I love my neighborhood. Come visit, or at least ask for my address and we can be penpals (though realize that this offer means that you will directly serve as a roadblock to my aforementioned personal school goal)!
-I am only spending 8.5 hours every week in classrooms=SPECTACULARLY freeing to my mind. Where, do you ask, is all my time going then? I am not going to bore you with the list of meetings and people who absorb most of my time, but I WILL tell you that Loyolacappella is already the shizzy and we haven't even had auditions yet (Sept 9-11, holla!), the Social Justice LLC is rockin' and my students are grabbing Rambler life by the horns, and Companions are out and about attacking ResHalls like it's our unpaid job (because it is). I also have to pick a site to do my SOWK 200 service learning at; I'm currently crossing my fingers to get my foot in the door for a treatment center for survivors of torture so that's new and challenging. Wish me luck in that endeavor. :)
-The lovely and handsome Patrick came to visit all last week! We didn't do hardly anything I had originally planned to show him, but we had a lot of porch talk and I consumed an ungodly amount of hot tea from my collection, so I would definitely consider it a successful week and wonderful bonding time (nevermind the fact that our sleep schedules were so out of whack and not really in synch-- I slept from 7:30pm to 1:30am on Saturday but I was fully energized to go wherever is OPEN at 1:30am!).
I miss my best friends and I wish they would come back to me in blog form.
Before bullet point updates, I'd just like to selfishly share/reflect on how GOOD I feel about life and all that this year is bringing. Sure, lots of it is shadowed with uncertainty, but that uncertainty can also be translated into an openness to be carried wherever I am able to best serve and learn. To me, there seems to be a very powerful, positive energy flowing through campus, Chicago, the world, and my relationships with others. I hope I don't come down from this perfect high anytime soon....
-I have a cat. Her name is Dorian and, yes, she knows how to F-E-T-C-H. And she does not make me sneeze. It's ok to be jealous for good reason.
-I am currently working on my "I swear I'm actually going to keep up with my reading for classes" goal...And by working on it, I mean I've got it pulled up in my other tab while I blog. It's 10:15pm and I have a poo-ton to read before classes tomorrow. Such is life.
-I love my neighborhood. Come visit, or at least ask for my address and we can be penpals (though realize that this offer means that you will directly serve as a roadblock to my aforementioned personal school goal)!
-I am only spending 8.5 hours every week in classrooms=SPECTACULARLY freeing to my mind. Where, do you ask, is all my time going then? I am not going to bore you with the list of meetings and people who absorb most of my time, but I WILL tell you that Loyolacappella is already the shizzy and we haven't even had auditions yet (Sept 9-11, holla!), the Social Justice LLC is rockin' and my students are grabbing Rambler life by the horns, and Companions are out and about attacking ResHalls like it's our unpaid job (because it is). I also have to pick a site to do my SOWK 200 service learning at; I'm currently crossing my fingers to get my foot in the door for a treatment center for survivors of torture so that's new and challenging. Wish me luck in that endeavor. :)
-The lovely and handsome Patrick came to visit all last week! We didn't do hardly anything I had originally planned to show him, but we had a lot of porch talk and I consumed an ungodly amount of hot tea from my collection, so I would definitely consider it a successful week and wonderful bonding time (nevermind the fact that our sleep schedules were so out of whack and not really in synch-- I slept from 7:30pm to 1:30am on Saturday but I was fully energized to go wherever is OPEN at 1:30am!).
I miss my best friends and I wish they would come back to me in blog form.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Procrastination Fascination
Thought I'd keep Kate's rhyming title trend going.
So I move tomorrow. And based on my moving experience from less than a month ago, I bet you can predict juuuust how far along my packing is going. Bright side: I was up LAST night 'til 3:30 am packing until my mom came and told me I was keeping her awake because she could hear me in the basement. So I went to bed.
I'll attempt to keep this brief (first time ever? perhaps), but here are some highlights of my recent life:
- I saw shooting stars last night because of the meteor shower!
-Put In Bay was great fun!
-I had a surprise breakfast date with Patrick today at First Watch!
-I am moving in tomorrow!
-I get paid next week!
-I roadtripped yesterday and saw LOTS of really awesome people! I also went on a picnic on Tuesday and saw LOTS of really awesome people then, too. :)
-I get to have catch-up playtime with Austin sometime (more than once, even?) this weekend!
-I have talked to Salsa, Shawn, Jes, Chris, Katelyn, Dong, and Jacqui in less than a week's time-- it's a rare occasion that so many of my best friends and I are all communicating at once!
-I am getting SO EXCITED for this year's activities-- Loyolacappella, Social Justice Learning Community kids, Companions...We have such great energy and we aren't even all together yet!
And some lowlights, too, just so you aren't consumed with jealousy or anything:
-My TKD key got temorarily (?) revoked by Matt Forrest (Austin, back me up!).
-My boss left Loyola this week and the only reason I know is because she sent me a mass email at 2pm on the afternoon that WAS her last day. Mind you, this is the second boss from the second department I work in at LUC that has had a boss leave this summer...I am sad.
-My mother keeps getting mad at me for reasons unbeknownst to me.
-One of my scholarships is currently messed up and has potentially altered the state of my financial standing for this year. Whaa whaaa.
-Did I mention my inability/lack of desire to pack my life away?
Bye babies. :) Next post I write, I'll be settled happily in my new plizzace!
So I move tomorrow. And based on my moving experience from less than a month ago, I bet you can predict juuuust how far along my packing is going. Bright side: I was up LAST night 'til 3:30 am packing until my mom came and told me I was keeping her awake because she could hear me in the basement. So I went to bed.
I'll attempt to keep this brief (first time ever? perhaps), but here are some highlights of my recent life:
- I saw shooting stars last night because of the meteor shower!
-Put In Bay was great fun!
-I had a surprise breakfast date with Patrick today at First Watch!
-I am moving in tomorrow!
-I get paid next week!
-I roadtripped yesterday and saw LOTS of really awesome people! I also went on a picnic on Tuesday and saw LOTS of really awesome people then, too. :)
-I get to have catch-up playtime with Austin sometime (more than once, even?) this weekend!
-I have talked to Salsa, Shawn, Jes, Chris, Katelyn, Dong, and Jacqui in less than a week's time-- it's a rare occasion that so many of my best friends and I are all communicating at once!
-I am getting SO EXCITED for this year's activities-- Loyolacappella, Social Justice Learning Community kids, Companions...We have such great energy and we aren't even all together yet!
And some lowlights, too, just so you aren't consumed with jealousy or anything:
-My TKD key got temorarily (?) revoked by Matt Forrest (Austin, back me up!).
-My boss left Loyola this week and the only reason I know is because she sent me a mass email at 2pm on the afternoon that WAS her last day. Mind you, this is the second boss from the second department I work in at LUC that has had a boss leave this summer...I am sad.
-My mother keeps getting mad at me for reasons unbeknownst to me.
-One of my scholarships is currently messed up and has potentially altered the state of my financial standing for this year. Whaa whaaa.
-Did I mention my inability/lack of desire to pack my life away?
Bye babies. :) Next post I write, I'll be settled happily in my new plizzace!
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
rachel anne in the frying pan
i'm waiting for rachel to get here! we are going for $1 beers. today has not been a good day. it's looking up. i think most people realize that rachel a. csonka and i have been friends since 1990. that's the longest friend i had, because that's pretty much the first year that i think i was allowed out of my parent's view for a few hours to go to preschool. (jacqui was also there, for the record. lots of my friends actually went to preschool with me which is sort of weird when i realize i'm 21 still hanging out with people that saw me in time out)
but rachel! she just got here. it's weird blogging about someone when they are sitting next to you. so off we go!
but rachel! she just got here. it's weird blogging about someone when they are sitting next to you. so off we go!
Friday, August 7, 2009
I always get talked into going to PIB.
For the record, Pia told me his cliffhanger debut was coming. I'm still losing sleep over what's to come...really.
So I went to Columbus for the last 2 days. Why, you ask? Well, the answer is quite simple: I needed a haircut, and my favorite stylist (you Cbus people should give her some business at Archie B's-- 1104 High St) recently moved from up here to down there. While I don't actually care that much about hair, I do care about having quality conversation if I'm paying $35+tip for someone to shear off my dead ends, so she always wins out and I refuse to commission anyone else for the job. (She also gives awesome cuts with little-to-no instruction.)
Anyway, I decided to make it an endeavor, so I went for 2 days instead of a 45-minute hair appointment. I didn't tell fellow DGCW teammate/blogger DanDan that I was there, and he'll never know because he doesn't even remember that this blog exists (remember my list of predictions from post #1? CHECK IT OFF.). Turns out he was probably macking on his visiting girlfriend, so he probs would have ignored my call anyways. The first night, we called random friends to go to dinner (we were already in the parking lot of the restaurant when we invited them...oops) and then we went to Ugly Tuna. Of course. Where else would we go? I GOT TO SEE TIM NUNN-- for all you OASC followers, his hair is short, he is doing awesomely, he has a job for the fall and he rides his bike everywhere while sporting a yellow helmet. :)
On Wednesday, Patrick took me to Northstar for lunch, where I ate the most excellent foods I've ever had (complete with a bombtastical strawberry smoothie!) and we took a stroll in the rose garden, where we saw a newly engaged couple looking so in love but then saw them fighting in the parking lot 15 minutes later. Ahhh, that's amore. We ventured south and visited 7 baby kitty cats who need to be adopted and my heart was stolen by them; I'm seriously considering taking one in, even though I've never had a cat and, as I told my sister, I am "mildly" allergic. Minor. When we went out that night, we ended up at Tuna yet again, and let's just say the end of the night was not pretty. Leslie got an unforgettable voicemail from Couch and me, though, so the night was not a complete wash. ;)
Jacqui and Shabizzy tag-teamed me and convinced me to go to Put-In-Bay tomorrow night...Again.
After I had originally told them absolutely not and been certain I wasn't going...Again.
I am already really broke...Again.
The memories will definitely be worth it, as it is the Bally Brothers Birthday Bar Bash (Shawn, were have you BEEN on this blog?!). I'm not wearing white shorts this time, and I am NOT allowing cameras around me after the pictures that surfaced last time I went. DOUBLE YIKES on my part.
Other highlights of my life:
Rascal Flatts tonight!
Moving into 5307 a week from this moment! YIPPEE!!
So I went to Columbus for the last 2 days. Why, you ask? Well, the answer is quite simple: I needed a haircut, and my favorite stylist (you Cbus people should give her some business at Archie B's-- 1104 High St) recently moved from up here to down there. While I don't actually care that much about hair, I do care about having quality conversation if I'm paying $35+tip for someone to shear off my dead ends, so she always wins out and I refuse to commission anyone else for the job. (She also gives awesome cuts with little-to-no instruction.)
Anyway, I decided to make it an endeavor, so I went for 2 days instead of a 45-minute hair appointment. I didn't tell fellow DGCW teammate/blogger DanDan that I was there, and he'll never know because he doesn't even remember that this blog exists (remember my list of predictions from post #1? CHECK IT OFF.). Turns out he was probably macking on his visiting girlfriend, so he probs would have ignored my call anyways. The first night, we called random friends to go to dinner (we were already in the parking lot of the restaurant when we invited them...oops) and then we went to Ugly Tuna. Of course. Where else would we go? I GOT TO SEE TIM NUNN-- for all you OASC followers, his hair is short, he is doing awesomely, he has a job for the fall and he rides his bike everywhere while sporting a yellow helmet. :)
On Wednesday, Patrick took me to Northstar for lunch, where I ate the most excellent foods I've ever had (complete with a bombtastical strawberry smoothie!) and we took a stroll in the rose garden, where we saw a newly engaged couple looking so in love but then saw them fighting in the parking lot 15 minutes later. Ahhh, that's amore. We ventured south and visited 7 baby kitty cats who need to be adopted and my heart was stolen by them; I'm seriously considering taking one in, even though I've never had a cat and, as I told my sister, I am "mildly" allergic. Minor. When we went out that night, we ended up at Tuna yet again, and let's just say the end of the night was not pretty. Leslie got an unforgettable voicemail from Couch and me, though, so the night was not a complete wash. ;)
Jacqui and Shabizzy tag-teamed me and convinced me to go to Put-In-Bay tomorrow night...Again.
After I had originally told them absolutely not and been certain I wasn't going...Again.
I am already really broke...Again.
The memories will definitely be worth it, as it is the Bally Brothers Birthday Bar Bash (Shawn, were have you BEEN on this blog?!). I'm not wearing white shorts this time, and I am NOT allowing cameras around me after the pictures that surfaced last time I went. DOUBLE YIKES on my part.
Other highlights of my life:
Rascal Flatts tonight!
Moving into 5307 a week from this moment! YIPPEE!!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
PAT!
pat! i am in total suspense!
but to the real point: i am very stressed out because i have my final poster presentation (the 3 foot x 4 foot SCIENTIFIC POSTER ON GLOSSY PAPER) due in which i thought was a week, but is really one day. TOMORROW it is due. and materials/methods is tricky because how specific is too much? and my professor is missing in action. like i'm going to CALL HER if she doesn't email me back in 2 hours. she has until 7 p.m. EST. so i keep typing and erasing, overthinking because i was underthinking, citing everything...
if this is what the professional world of science is like, i don't want to publish again. wow i'm really aiming high.
but to the real point: i am very stressed out because i have my final poster presentation (the 3 foot x 4 foot SCIENTIFIC POSTER ON GLOSSY PAPER) due in which i thought was a week, but is really one day. TOMORROW it is due. and materials/methods is tricky because how specific is too much? and my professor is missing in action. like i'm going to CALL HER if she doesn't email me back in 2 hours. she has until 7 p.m. EST. so i keep typing and erasing, overthinking because i was underthinking, citing everything...
if this is what the professional world of science is like, i don't want to publish again. wow i'm really aiming high.
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