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Tuesday, November 28th, 2006Tonight this guy came to our university and made fools of several students.
It’s the third time I’ve seen a hypnosis show, and I’m still not sure whether or not I’m convinced. In any event, if it is all just a hoax, the people who go along with the show are pretty damn good actors.
Skits [...]
Avoidance
Monday, November 27th, 2006My previous advisor, under the major of “Professional Writing,” was an extreme feminist who told me not to go into the field of education because it would stunt my creative growth. I’m sure I nodded in unsure agreement. I didn’t need a feminist to tell me what to do with my life. I’m more [...]
The Formal
Sunday, November 19th, 2006Although I do not have a sufficient amount of time to go into detail, something must be said for spacious hotel rooms, catered dinners, running amok in long gowns and bare feet, and waking up in king size beds to room service and Pirates of the Caribbean II.
Day 7. Photos from the formal.
I found my calling
Wednesday, November 15th, 2006 This morning, I officially changed my major from professional writing to creative writing, thereby surrendering myself to a life of meager career possibilities.
I decided, for the hell of it, to reasearch common jobs associated with a B.S. in Creative Writing. I came across editor, playwright, and crossword puzzle maker. It’s good to know that [...]
I live in the linen closet
Tuesday, November 14th, 2006 Before moving into our five-bedroom house this summer, I called my best friend who had arrived early to fill me in on the size of my room.
“Um, well, it’s small.”
I had planned on living elsewhere before the school year had started, but the plans had fallen through, and so as a last resort, I [...]
A Poem
Sunday, November 12th, 2006 In lieu of an unnecessary ramble (wait, isn’t that the point of this website?), here’s a poem we were given during one of my recent Composition and Rhetoric classes. I thought it was pretty funny, even though my professor held much more enthusiasm for it than I had.
Writers Anonymous: A 3 Step Program
[Step [...]
Some fears and a story
Thursday, November 9th, 2006 About a year ago, if asked to name my biggest fears, I probably would have settled on “death” and “routine.” When I considered the question today, two thoughts subconsciously ran through my mind: “locking keys in car” and “spilling liquid on MacBook.”
After pondering the latter, I remembered a story that one close friend shared [...]
Grinding away my enthusiasm, one moment at a time
Tuesday, November 7th, 2006Despite popular opinion, I will tell you that the bowels of hell are not hot, not hot at all. In fact, they are freezing cold and coated with dust and when photographed with the iSight camera in my new MacBook, look something like this:
The library, or more accurately, the tiny wooden cubicles hidden within [...]
Restoring my faith in Facebook, and shopping
Monday, November 6th, 2006The camera aspect of my camera phone has been ignored, to say the least. My disdain for cell phones in general was magnified by the addition of the one feature that should be better left for, oh I don’t know, a camera, but I just didn’t feel like signing up for something or other [...]
My secret:
Saturday, November 4th, 2006 I get excited every Sunday when the new PostSecrets are added. Today, I was sparked by this secret.
I struggle often with the concept of grading. Half of me wants to graduate on the Dean’s List, to be that girl in the front row who I know is in class even though I’m not, to [...]
Building a homecoming float
Thursday, November 2nd, 2006Even though recently I’m constantly saying that I’m ready to be out of college and on with life, it’s stuff like homecoming that reminds me of how much I’ll miss school in a few years, and makes me happy that I did the stereotypical 4-year campus life thing.
Feeling like Oprah
Friday, October 13th, 2006 My roommates and I have been getting a few large packages in the mail lately containing marketing freebies from various companies hoping to gain the patronage of sorority girls.
I imagine that they picture us rejoicing upon receiving hair products! and tampons! (because that’s all a girl needs, right?) and then excitedly grabbing heaping armfuls [...]
The classroom
Tuesday, October 10th, 2006I kind of miss the familiarity of a high school classroom. Although my classes are small, it’s very uncommon for two people to know eachother, so by the time a fun comfort level is reached, the semester’s over and classes change. I miss having most of my classes with the same people, being able [...]
Encounter
Friday, October 6th, 2006 I probably should have worn a jacket. It was chilly coming out of my rhetoric class. I reached into my bag, which strained with the weight of my textbooks, and dug for my iPod. I always listened to Hinder and 3 Doors Down during my fifteen minute walk from the university.
I began to follow [...]
The numbers game
Monday, September 25th, 2006About once a year, me and my friends drive to a local amusement park and work two 16-hour days as a fundraiser. Usually, they have us working the kiddie rides or carousels. This year, I was assigned to hold a height-stick in front of one of those large, rickety, 240-foot falling contraptions. I like [...]
Ode to 1966
Thursday, September 21st, 2006 My favorite part about being in a sorority is the old stuff. Our house is packed with albums, pictures, clothes, yearbooks, etc., that are from the 60’s on up. When I was initiated, I was passed down an extremely old but usable jacket stitched with the name “Melinda.”
I love wearing it around campus. As [...]
What else starts with ‘R’?
Tuesday, August 29th, 2006 Today in my Intercultural Communications class, we had 20 seconds to come up with an alliteration to fit our first name in order to help the class remember each other. There was a Zoological Zack, a Mistaken Mike, and a Jazzy Jess. I managed to come up with Rockin’ Rachel. Why.
Speaking of Rockin’ Rachels, [...]
Moving out
Friday, May 12th, 2006Finals are not the worst of it
Sunday, May 7th, 2006 This week is going to be so wonderful. And awful.
My girls play their final game on Thursday.
Wednesday marks my last day as a college sophomore…
And my last day as a teenager.
A new decade. The last one was packed with turbulence. I’m hoping for a smooth transition.
The weekend was incredible. Dan drove out of his [...]
Hating when men cry
Friday, May 5th, 2006 I have a professor who looks like he’s 25. Actually, I doubt that he really is much older than that. This was his first and last year teaching at my college.
He was one of those teachers who stood on desks and cussed out the administration. He told us stories about growing up in New [...]