Wednesday, October 27, 2010
It doesn't end here does it?
I've never been scared for life after graduation until a long conversation I had with Tyler last night. In a spur of the moment 3 am heart to heart (while trying to finish my Operations take home), Tyler and I tried to fathom the shortcomings of life post senior year. Tyler and I were reliving the glory days of junior year spring semester and realizing that we felt Bucknell was weird this semester without so many of the people who made last semester so amazing.
Somehow the conversation fell into my thoughts of leaving college as being extremely exciting and enthralling. I'm ready for the adventure. I want to live somewhere new. I can't wait to make new friends and meet hundreds of people I've never seen before. I am ever too eager to see where my life begins.
Tyler, however, threw me a curveball when he started asking me if my self now would be proud of myself in 10 years at age 31. I don't know. I'll never know. I worry about that sometimes too. I know so clearly what I want to do right now but what if life doesn't head in that direction. Will I be disappointed in myself for letting my dream go? Or will I be happy where my dream evolved?
Tyler also pushed me to wonder whether life after college is the last big change. Is that the end? Life post grad is the beginning of your life. Will I have new beginnings? Will college have been the best four years of my life? Have I already had the best semester of my life?
AHHHHHHHHHH.....thanks Tyler.
Somehow the conversation fell into my thoughts of leaving college as being extremely exciting and enthralling. I'm ready for the adventure. I want to live somewhere new. I can't wait to make new friends and meet hundreds of people I've never seen before. I am ever too eager to see where my life begins.
Tyler, however, threw me a curveball when he started asking me if my self now would be proud of myself in 10 years at age 31. I don't know. I'll never know. I worry about that sometimes too. I know so clearly what I want to do right now but what if life doesn't head in that direction. Will I be disappointed in myself for letting my dream go? Or will I be happy where my dream evolved?
Tyler also pushed me to wonder whether life after college is the last big change. Is that the end? Life post grad is the beginning of your life. Will I have new beginnings? Will college have been the best four years of my life? Have I already had the best semester of my life?
AHHHHHHHHHH.....thanks Tyler.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
A Wacko Weekend
This weekend brought a lot of bizarre fun! I started off the weekend on Friday by going to the annual college Stomp Show. It was unbelievable and brought me right back to my days on Step Team with Sasha, Steph, and Maddie senior year of high school. It was really cool to experience a different culture at my homogeneous college.
Following the Stomp Show, our school hosted its lovely after dark carnival where students run wild and jump all over moon bounces and shovel pizza, popcorn, and funnel cakes into their mouths. I got a ride to our After Dark event by stopping the Domino's delivery boy on his drive through campus...not my safest decision of all time.
Saturday was another fun day! I hung out with the Juniors in my sorority for a good portion of the day which was a nice break from the people I usually spend my time with. It was refreshing and helped my mental sanity to get some time off from the utter chaos of downtown living. I went to a date party with my friend, Matt, on Saturday night and also had a blast! For the first time ever, I think I actually made it through a night with my date. I always leave them because I get distracted easily but I am proud to say I was actually a good date that night!
Sunday brought sooooo much drama!!! My house had plans to go to Senior Week with all of our college friends before the rug got pulled out from under us when some friends we planned on coming bailed on us. I'm actually not all that mad but I am 100% heartbroken that my friends won't all be in my Senior Week house. Wah wahhh--more info to come in later posts!
Following the Stomp Show, our school hosted its lovely after dark carnival where students run wild and jump all over moon bounces and shovel pizza, popcorn, and funnel cakes into their mouths. I got a ride to our After Dark event by stopping the Domino's delivery boy on his drive through campus...not my safest decision of all time.
Saturday was another fun day! I hung out with the Juniors in my sorority for a good portion of the day which was a nice break from the people I usually spend my time with. It was refreshing and helped my mental sanity to get some time off from the utter chaos of downtown living. I went to a date party with my friend, Matt, on Saturday night and also had a blast! For the first time ever, I think I actually made it through a night with my date. I always leave them because I get distracted easily but I am proud to say I was actually a good date that night!
Sunday brought sooooo much drama!!! My house had plans to go to Senior Week with all of our college friends before the rug got pulled out from under us when some friends we planned on coming bailed on us. I'm actually not all that mad but I am 100% heartbroken that my friends won't all be in my Senior Week house. Wah wahhh--more info to come in later posts!
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Norts or Nothing
I feel compelled to elaborate on the title of this blog. Norts or Nothing. "Norts" is the term that my housemates and myself use to refer to Nike Tempo Shorts aka the best shorts of all time. (Seriously, if you don't already own a pair, I encourage you to drive to the nearest Sports Authority immediately).
I LIVE in norts. There are very few days of my life thus far senior year that I have woken up and put on clothing that doesn't look like I am going to the gym. Granted, between going to my favorite exercise class, HIT (HIT deserves its own entire post), and driving to my soccer games twice a week, I am working out often and my wardrobe demands norts. However, I do not go to the gym 7 days a week like my dresscode leads people to believe.
There's just something about the variety of colors, built in underwear, and lightweight material that has caused an addiction to this simple piece of clothing. My trendy housemate, Mackenzie, once told me that I needed a look. I have one: norts, Greek tee, and sneaks/rainbow flip flops. I guess it's just not what they wear strutting down the streets of New York City.
The irony of all this is that I attend school in central Pennsylvania where the weather outside is bordering on 45 degrees when I leave for classes. If only Nike made sweatpants this lovely...
I LIVE in norts. There are very few days of my life thus far senior year that I have woken up and put on clothing that doesn't look like I am going to the gym. Granted, between going to my favorite exercise class, HIT (HIT deserves its own entire post), and driving to my soccer games twice a week, I am working out often and my wardrobe demands norts. However, I do not go to the gym 7 days a week like my dresscode leads people to believe.
There's just something about the variety of colors, built in underwear, and lightweight material that has caused an addiction to this simple piece of clothing. My trendy housemate, Mackenzie, once told me that I needed a look. I have one: norts, Greek tee, and sneaks/rainbow flip flops. I guess it's just not what they wear strutting down the streets of New York City.
The irony of all this is that I attend school in central Pennsylvania where the weather outside is bordering on 45 degrees when I leave for classes. If only Nike made sweatpants this lovely...
Senior Showcase
As I begin writing this blog today, I am currently skipping my three hour Senior class to "study" for a midterm I have tomorrow morning. One thing led to another and I found myself on facebook, twitter, applying to jobs (sometimes I'm productive in my free time), and reading my friend Gerri's blog. I've been trying to get into blogging for a number of months but I think that blogs should be written about topics you are experts on. Mackenzie, one of my housemates, has a blog about fashion and interior design that she writes frequently on. My friend, Gerri, chronicles running routes and experiences in Baltimore. My friend, Shelby, writes about healthy living.
But today it finally came to me that I am an expert on only one thing: MY LIFE. I am starting this blog mainly as a way to document my senior year in college because these memories won't last for a lifetime (or even until morning sometimes). From moving into my senior year house, to surviving a fire, to the hysterical 7 people I live with, to finding a job, I'm going to cover it all. So check in as often as you please and I hope you enjoy what I'm hoping to share with you.
But today it finally came to me that I am an expert on only one thing: MY LIFE. I am starting this blog mainly as a way to document my senior year in college because these memories won't last for a lifetime (or even until morning sometimes). From moving into my senior year house, to surviving a fire, to the hysterical 7 people I live with, to finding a job, I'm going to cover it all. So check in as often as you please and I hope you enjoy what I'm hoping to share with you.
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