i am two classes and four finals away from being done with first semester. this is so surreal.
in a way, this semester flew by. i feel like i fit in all i could do, yet i wish i did more. i wish i joined more clubs, went out more, went to more campus events, and met more people. but my schedule was always so packed and there simply are not enough hours in a day or days in a week.
on the other hand i feel like i've been here forever. my room feels like home (on most days). my best (bc) friends i can not fathom just meeting three or so months ago. the monotony of a highschool academic 7:15-1:45 school day seems eons ago.
i can't figure out my feelings on this semester yet. i've had my ups and downs. i guess once i'm about to leave to come back home to worcester on the 18th i will know.
but a few things are for sure. i know i do not regret my choice of BC. it has kicked my ass but it has also held my hand the whole way. i also plan on setting out some legitamate goals for christmas break, the new year and next semester. stay tuned. and i've learned a lot and adjested well, i must say. and i've done so far pretty good in my classes. knock on wood. i just need to grind through the next week until finals are over a week from today.
one more thing. i need to get what i want. that's vague, but if i write it here it's a reminder to myself that i need to take some action. good things don't just come to people. why am i always so scared?
happy end of the semester to all you college friends. and happy few weeks before vacation to my highschool buddies. good luck and dont be as stressed as i am! enjoy the christmas season a little like i also am. and let it snow.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
degausser
so, to say the least, i've been in a bit of a rut. but, i won't dwell on that.
on a lighter note, i've wanted to see Brand New live since seventh grade. six years later, it finally happened. I was supposed to go with liz, and these two guys. I ended up going with Melissa, which worked out 100% perfectly. We needed to catch up, not that we don't talk everyday. I just needed my best friend who knows me more than anyone.
So the two opening bands were less than enthralling, and we were stuck behind a pole for those. but we moved into a clearer area for Brand New, thankfully. We were not on the floor, we were on a balcony, but i didnt care.
Jesse Lacey is a god. that explains all of his biblical references, which i noticed a lot more of when performed live. I want to write like a ten page paper on allusions in brand new songs, it'd be totally possible and totally interesting. too none of my classes would care about something like that.
back to Jesse. he was wearing tims and a hoodie and jeans. he was just so beautiful, even from far away.
the aesthetics were amazing... weird as hell but really complimented the music well. can't even be explained; had an overall intense sensory effect. the lights, the media behind the stage.
the line up almost couldnt have been better. they played almost 50-50 throwbacks and fresh tracks. closed with seventy times seven. only melissa would know why that one song sticks out.
they did not play socco amaretto lime, which i always wanted to hear live. but they did play quiet things, jesus christ, jude law and a semester abroad, archers, and a buncha other great ones. every one they played was enthralling, actually. i've been listening to their newer stuff nonstop since then. it's really deep. it makes me think.
and their set was really long, too. overall extremely impressive. best performance ive seen live by far. would not hesitate to see them alive again if given the chance. and i'd thoroughly suggest it.
then melissa stayed over. she is basically my roommate. we had some good laughs, some good conversation. not that i havent known this forever, but me and melissa are complete opposites yet best friends. i think we compliment each other well..
i also know she reads my blogs so i hope she reads this one!
"<3 MELISSA" lol
besides that, i cant wait for thanksgiving and to see my woosta-friends and family. i need a break, even though im gonna have to work and do mad school work over break. a change of scenery would be nice. yanno. yanno.
see you at the south vs. north game wednesday night, peace.
on a lighter note, i've wanted to see Brand New live since seventh grade. six years later, it finally happened. I was supposed to go with liz, and these two guys. I ended up going with Melissa, which worked out 100% perfectly. We needed to catch up, not that we don't talk everyday. I just needed my best friend who knows me more than anyone.
So the two opening bands were less than enthralling, and we were stuck behind a pole for those. but we moved into a clearer area for Brand New, thankfully. We were not on the floor, we were on a balcony, but i didnt care.
Jesse Lacey is a god. that explains all of his biblical references, which i noticed a lot more of when performed live. I want to write like a ten page paper on allusions in brand new songs, it'd be totally possible and totally interesting. too none of my classes would care about something like that.
back to Jesse. he was wearing tims and a hoodie and jeans. he was just so beautiful, even from far away.
the aesthetics were amazing... weird as hell but really complimented the music well. can't even be explained; had an overall intense sensory effect. the lights, the media behind the stage.
the line up almost couldnt have been better. they played almost 50-50 throwbacks and fresh tracks. closed with seventy times seven. only melissa would know why that one song sticks out.
they did not play socco amaretto lime, which i always wanted to hear live. but they did play quiet things, jesus christ, jude law and a semester abroad, archers, and a buncha other great ones. every one they played was enthralling, actually. i've been listening to their newer stuff nonstop since then. it's really deep. it makes me think.
and their set was really long, too. overall extremely impressive. best performance ive seen live by far. would not hesitate to see them alive again if given the chance. and i'd thoroughly suggest it.
then melissa stayed over. she is basically my roommate. we had some good laughs, some good conversation. not that i havent known this forever, but me and melissa are complete opposites yet best friends. i think we compliment each other well..
i also know she reads my blogs so i hope she reads this one!
"<3 MELISSA" lol
besides that, i cant wait for thanksgiving and to see my woosta-friends and family. i need a break, even though im gonna have to work and do mad school work over break. a change of scenery would be nice. yanno. yanno.
see you at the south vs. north game wednesday night, peace.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
2 months
can you believe it? it seems like i've been at BC forrrevvverrrr but it's only been two months exactly! it seems so very long ago that i was moving my stuff into my dorm and meeting the ELP kids and having my first meal at Stuart and, and, and the list goes on. Is it good that i feel like this is home now? Well, a second home. I went home friday night to Worcester for my parents' 25th anniversary party. Yes, i missed 2 halloween dances and the peak of the halloween excitement on BC's campus but chances are it wouldnt have been thattt fun anyways. and my parents were really happy to see me. and i was happy to see them, and my cousins, and brother, and babci, and aunts, and uncles, and friends.. and moxie who is so cute and who my mom said goes in my room and is so confused because he can't find me. so sad. and it was refreshing to sleep in my bed and take a pointless drive with some friends and drink coffee at the kitchen table and take moxie out for a walk. yet i don't feel like i'm missing out on anything in worcester. i think it's the same with or without me. the routines continue. my house is still there. my car is still there. the streets and views are still there. and it's good to have something constant to go back to. something sure and therefore assuring.
but, now that it's november, and after a let down of a halloween and a few realizations, i have some goals. i wont get specific. but one is to definitely focus on my family. this is the month of thanksgiving and for family i am immensely greatful. and i realize more and more each day how comforting my family is to me and how lucky i have them to turn to. another is to really focus on my work. i always have and always do but i feel myself becoming easily discouraged. and a bit proud, too proud to get help. case in point: calculus is killing me, but i finally bit the bullet and swallowed my pride, emailed my advisor and had her set me up with a tutor. we're meeting tomorrow night, i have a test wednesday, and i'd rather not fail it. and i won't. included in this goal is to not waste my days. i set my alarm this morning for 930 to start my work so i dont sleep in til 1 and have that many fewer hours. yes, i'm tired, but id probably be tired anyways right now. in addition, i need to actually focus when needed. (unlike while writing this blog, but i kind of need to, for myself, see my next goal). yes, the conversations and laughs had while studying with my friends are great but distracting and time consuming. theres a time and place for that. and theres a time and place for focusing. in additon, i need to realize what my body and mind needs. i want to live healthier and in a way that will make me feel better. if i'm tired, i will take twenty minutes for myself to take a power nap, or go to bed early and wake up early instead to do my work. if i have a migrane i'll shut my eyes for a few minutes. another vow is to keep up with my spirituality. church is always a daunting thing: an hour less of my week to do whatever else i could be doing. but here it's different, i look forward to church because it's some me time, some time to put things in perspective and reflect and think and listen and have some mental quiet time. i feel myself feeling so much better after i go to church. and lastly, i want to NOT focus on boys whatsoever. i want to focus on friends. thats who matters. boys are complicated. they make everything complicated. always. especially when they don't know that are. i thought this b.s. would end after highschool and i'd be dealing with men not boys, but i was wrong. theyre all the same. thats a hyperbole but you get me. i decided i'm better at being friends with people including guys even if that sucks sometimes. but oh well. it's me. i'm the friend. and it's okay. i cant give myself a headache over it. another goal is to do more community service not because i have to but because i want to. it feels so good and its enjoyable and it helps people. what could be better. i also want to not focus on appearance as much. which is very hard at BC, because most of the people are absolutey beautiful. but i find myself being jealous of the girls that walk around with their longchamp bags and D&G jeans and prada shoes, then want to smack myself because those things mean nothing. i actually cringe when i put on an item of clothing that is brand name lately because it makes me think of how i perceive people who i assume are rich because of these items. and believe me i'm far from rich. but i'm far from poor. i am perfectly fine financially. and how someone else would kill for that ralph lauren sweater or any sweater for that matter really bothers me now.
okay i think i just came up with more goals than i thought i had initally but thats not a bad thing.
happy november.
but, now that it's november, and after a let down of a halloween and a few realizations, i have some goals. i wont get specific. but one is to definitely focus on my family. this is the month of thanksgiving and for family i am immensely greatful. and i realize more and more each day how comforting my family is to me and how lucky i have them to turn to. another is to really focus on my work. i always have and always do but i feel myself becoming easily discouraged. and a bit proud, too proud to get help. case in point: calculus is killing me, but i finally bit the bullet and swallowed my pride, emailed my advisor and had her set me up with a tutor. we're meeting tomorrow night, i have a test wednesday, and i'd rather not fail it. and i won't. included in this goal is to not waste my days. i set my alarm this morning for 930 to start my work so i dont sleep in til 1 and have that many fewer hours. yes, i'm tired, but id probably be tired anyways right now. in addition, i need to actually focus when needed. (unlike while writing this blog, but i kind of need to, for myself, see my next goal). yes, the conversations and laughs had while studying with my friends are great but distracting and time consuming. theres a time and place for that. and theres a time and place for focusing. in additon, i need to realize what my body and mind needs. i want to live healthier and in a way that will make me feel better. if i'm tired, i will take twenty minutes for myself to take a power nap, or go to bed early and wake up early instead to do my work. if i have a migrane i'll shut my eyes for a few minutes. another vow is to keep up with my spirituality. church is always a daunting thing: an hour less of my week to do whatever else i could be doing. but here it's different, i look forward to church because it's some me time, some time to put things in perspective and reflect and think and listen and have some mental quiet time. i feel myself feeling so much better after i go to church. and lastly, i want to NOT focus on boys whatsoever. i want to focus on friends. thats who matters. boys are complicated. they make everything complicated. always. especially when they don't know that are. i thought this b.s. would end after highschool and i'd be dealing with men not boys, but i was wrong. theyre all the same. thats a hyperbole but you get me. i decided i'm better at being friends with people including guys even if that sucks sometimes. but oh well. it's me. i'm the friend. and it's okay. i cant give myself a headache over it. another goal is to do more community service not because i have to but because i want to. it feels so good and its enjoyable and it helps people. what could be better. i also want to not focus on appearance as much. which is very hard at BC, because most of the people are absolutey beautiful. but i find myself being jealous of the girls that walk around with their longchamp bags and D&G jeans and prada shoes, then want to smack myself because those things mean nothing. i actually cringe when i put on an item of clothing that is brand name lately because it makes me think of how i perceive people who i assume are rich because of these items. and believe me i'm far from rich. but i'm far from poor. i am perfectly fine financially. and how someone else would kill for that ralph lauren sweater or any sweater for that matter really bothers me now.
okay i think i just came up with more goals than i thought i had initally but thats not a bad thing.
happy november.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
in the past week
i have...
-prepared food at a shelter and served it to the homeless of innerboston on boston commons
-packaged winter coats with goodiebags and homemade cards for underprivledged children
-tutored and spent time with a 6th grader in the boston public school system
... and it feels pretty good.
-prepared food at a shelter and served it to the homeless of innerboston on boston commons
-packaged winter coats with goodiebags and homemade cards for underprivledged children
-tutored and spent time with a 6th grader in the boston public school system
... and it feels pretty good.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
rep south high
so i met two guys from worcester at bc this weekend. the first was was chill. the second one, not so much. me, liz, and her friend from back home were walking to the bus stop in the rain and these three guys are like
"ladies dont have an umbrella?"
and we were like "we wish"
and they were like "well i guees you're just not as pompus as the rest of bc"
... guess not?...
then they asked if we were from mass.
i am, i reply. where you from?
worcester.
i'm from woosta too!
casual chit chat, chit chat.
ya i dont even go here, i go to i-wont-drop-names-mediocre-school-in-NH,
oh cool where'd you go to highschool?
i-wont-drop-the-name-stuck-up-private-school
oh ya i know this random kid there
oh cool, where'd you go?
i went to South High
south?
pause. awkward glances.
you did?
yea... i did.
REALLY?
umm, yes. i went to South.
how'd you geh-?
excuse me?
nevermind
no, what? were you REALLY just going to ask me how i got in to bc?
well, umm, i mean, umm
no, really, were you?
well, yea, i mean it's a really bad school. it's south high.
its obviously not that bad, i'm here.
well youre obviously a smart girl, you must know your shit.
yeah. i do know my shit.
were you like the only one from there to actually go to college?
actually no. all my friends are in college. one girl in my class got into all but one ivy. 2 kids in my school are in princeton. one's at columbia. and others are at other good schools.
oh.
hey liz, this guy is from worcester too. i told him i went to south and he asked me how i got in.
well i mean, you cant blame me.
turn my back and ignore.
SCREW YOU STUCK UP PRIVATE SCHOOL KIDS.
i went to public school and i'm at a better college than you.
not all of you, obviously. just ones like this jerk.
but i can rise above circumstances.
i know how to deal with diversity.
and not being handed everything in the world.
i know what it's like to work with what i have.
and appreciating people of all walks of life, including the underprivledged, the poor, and the urban.
and how to have deep, utter sympathy for ignorant assholes like you.
"ladies dont have an umbrella?"
and we were like "we wish"
and they were like "well i guees you're just not as pompus as the rest of bc"
... guess not?...
then they asked if we were from mass.
i am, i reply. where you from?
worcester.
i'm from woosta too!
casual chit chat, chit chat.
ya i dont even go here, i go to i-wont-drop-names-mediocre-school-in-NH,
oh cool where'd you go to highschool?
i-wont-drop-the-name-stuck-up-private-school
oh ya i know this random kid there
oh cool, where'd you go?
i went to South High
south?
pause. awkward glances.
you did?
yea... i did.
REALLY?
umm, yes. i went to South.
how'd you geh-?
excuse me?
nevermind
no, what? were you REALLY just going to ask me how i got in to bc?
well, umm, i mean, umm
no, really, were you?
well, yea, i mean it's a really bad school. it's south high.
its obviously not that bad, i'm here.
well youre obviously a smart girl, you must know your shit.
yeah. i do know my shit.
were you like the only one from there to actually go to college?
actually no. all my friends are in college. one girl in my class got into all but one ivy. 2 kids in my school are in princeton. one's at columbia. and others are at other good schools.
oh.
hey liz, this guy is from worcester too. i told him i went to south and he asked me how i got in.
well i mean, you cant blame me.
turn my back and ignore.
SCREW YOU STUCK UP PRIVATE SCHOOL KIDS.
i went to public school and i'm at a better college than you.
not all of you, obviously. just ones like this jerk.
but i can rise above circumstances.
i know how to deal with diversity.
and not being handed everything in the world.
i know what it's like to work with what i have.
and appreciating people of all walks of life, including the underprivledged, the poor, and the urban.
and how to have deep, utter sympathy for ignorant assholes like you.
Monday, October 19, 2009
it snows in october
welcome to new england, no big deal.
i was weirdly happy when i saw those first few fluffy flakes of snow. yesterday slash this whole weekend was pretty not good. i was kinda homesick. i missed my friends. it just happened that i talked to like a majority of my besties from back home in one day and it made me sad. and other things happened too, on top of school stresses and such. but then i realized, hey, i have a handful of really good friends at home, a handful of really good friends at bc, a wonderful family, and everything else necessary for happiness. i shouldnt let silly things bring me down, yanno? but sometimes it takes feeling like hell and maybe a few tears to make you realize how much a funny conversation or a hug or a random text message from a friend or a call from mom or a snowflake really means.
annnnd today i got a term paper back. 94 baby. and i did a business presentation, killed it in the best way and got to dress like a pro which i always like. and its sunshiney and happy. and somethings just may be working in my favor... soon enough.
come visit me, k? love.
i was weirdly happy when i saw those first few fluffy flakes of snow. yesterday slash this whole weekend was pretty not good. i was kinda homesick. i missed my friends. it just happened that i talked to like a majority of my besties from back home in one day and it made me sad. and other things happened too, on top of school stresses and such. but then i realized, hey, i have a handful of really good friends at home, a handful of really good friends at bc, a wonderful family, and everything else necessary for happiness. i shouldnt let silly things bring me down, yanno? but sometimes it takes feeling like hell and maybe a few tears to make you realize how much a funny conversation or a hug or a random text message from a friend or a call from mom or a snowflake really means.
annnnd today i got a term paper back. 94 baby. and i did a business presentation, killed it in the best way and got to dress like a pro which i always like. and its sunshiney and happy. and somethings just may be working in my favor... soon enough.
come visit me, k? love.
Monday, October 12, 2009
dear columbus,
thank you for a three day weekend. it was super fun. the bc hockey game was the first of many, i'm sure. even though we didn't make our britney spears music video, the planning for it was im sure equally as fun. hanging out with my family is always fun, espesh at Big Papi's Grille (sorry red sox that you got beaten out of the playoffs, you'll get em next year <3). and boston is always fun! espesh twice in a weekend. whether with ten other people at night for dinner and adventures or with one good friend to the MFA to take in some monet and reoir, it's always a good time. and it's always great not to stress over homework and have enough hours in the day to have fun and get ish DONE. and its great not to have 2 papers and 3 midterms to look forward to in one week. and its also greattt to start my week off on a tuesday! for more than one reason. oh and goal 3^3 is underway.. i hope!
;o) ;o)
;o) ;o)
Monday, October 5, 2009
true life: i'm a newton kid
so i truly feel like a college student today. last night i stayed up til about 3:30 a.m. doing two papers, both of which were due today, both of which i started yesterday. this morning i hit snooze for my alarm that went off at 7:40 a.m., but didn't wake up again until 8:24... for a 9:00 class. See, this wouldn't be as big of an issue if i didn't live on newton campus, an approximately 15 minute communte to BC's main campus vis bus. But, being a newton kid, i handled this obstacle with some immaculate amount of tact and grace, if i say so myself. I managed to spring out of bed, sorry for waking you up dear roomie with my freakout screaming "SHIT I'M GOING TO MISS MY F****NG CLASS" at exactly 8:24, throw on a pair of sweats and a t and flip flops and a track jacket, but a clip in my hair, put on a single sloppy coat of mascara, brush my teeth, throw my books in my backpack, shove a granola bar in my mouth on the way to stuart dining hall to buy a large coffee (which at stuart is kept behind the counter so you have to wait in line for it unlike the decaf coffee which is self serve also which no one wants in the morning, go figure), speed walk to the bus, gulp down my coffee en route to main campus, speed walk to class, and have my butt seated in a chair at 9:03, right before my history teacher began lecuring on the Protestant Reformation and in time to pass in my 5-7 page paper that i worked so dilligently on last night (or this morning?) on Lutherism and Hans Behem, look it up.
GOTTA LOVE IT!
i'm taking a nap, then going to another class, then studying for the three midterms i have in the next three days. bye.
p.s. college game day was absolutely, insanely, magnificently amazing and fun. that's why all this hell is 110% worth it, kiddo's.
GOTTA LOVE IT!
i'm taking a nap, then going to another class, then studying for the three midterms i have in the next three days. bye.
p.s. college game day was absolutely, insanely, magnificently amazing and fun. that's why all this hell is 110% worth it, kiddo's.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
so ive been in college a month
exactly.
been to 3 football games, all of which bc won
seen akon in concert
been on a ridiculous dance boat cruise
met some new best friends
kept in touch with some amazing old best friends
made some ties with some upperclassmen
severred old ties that were bringing me down
called my mom every day
went on a camping retreat
gone into the best city in the world, boston
cried but not because i was sad
stuffed my roomie in a suitcase with my friends and asked a boy for help carrying it
laughed enough to extend my life quite a while
been on the newton bus approximately a million times
danced in my dorm to britney spears, etc. more than i can explain
havent missed a class
read about a zillion pages
stayed up past midnight every night, i believe
joined a bunch of clubs, most of which i have yet to do anything with yet
signed up to go help unfortunate people in appalacia over sprin break
gone to church with kids my own age, stop traffic
was a varsity athlete for two days
grown to love my bed here even more than my one at home
been home once and found myself wicked sad to leave
fell in love with this place
among other things.
on the horizon for next month? oh, you have no idea.
been to 3 football games, all of which bc won
seen akon in concert
been on a ridiculous dance boat cruise
met some new best friends
kept in touch with some amazing old best friends
made some ties with some upperclassmen
severred old ties that were bringing me down
called my mom every day
went on a camping retreat
gone into the best city in the world, boston
cried but not because i was sad
stuffed my roomie in a suitcase with my friends and asked a boy for help carrying it
laughed enough to extend my life quite a while
been on the newton bus approximately a million times
danced in my dorm to britney spears, etc. more than i can explain
havent missed a class
read about a zillion pages
stayed up past midnight every night, i believe
joined a bunch of clubs, most of which i have yet to do anything with yet
signed up to go help unfortunate people in appalacia over sprin break
gone to church with kids my own age, stop traffic
was a varsity athlete for two days
grown to love my bed here even more than my one at home
been home once and found myself wicked sad to leave
fell in love with this place
among other things.
on the horizon for next month? oh, you have no idea.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
why am i
prone to the most inconvenient injuries/etc.?
i get a sprained ankle sophomore year.
a stress fracture junior year making me quit dance and be unprepared from tennis and miss part of track season and wear a ridiculous boot forever.
i get flu and mono senior year fucking up my graduation/summer.
and now...
i start college...
i decided to take an amazing opportunity that was too good to be true...
join varsity crew.
and i did.
for two days.
then i feel like i cant walk.
i pulled something in the back of my leg idk wtF it is but screw you BC and you're million stairs. i love you but i want to scream every time i see a staircase.
thank god i have an amazing mom who brought me ice packs and a heating pad last night.
why the HELL did i think i could handle a varsity sport again? to get free shit? to say i played a ncaa d1 sport? basically. guess thats a good reason not to join things for vain reasons!
oh and next week check out my schedule
monday- history term paper due
tuesday- computers in management midterm
wednesday- calculus midterm
thursday- microecon midterm
FML.
(dont get me wrong i <3 college but it's also a bitch. excuse my curses. i'm sitting here looking at my jam-packed planner while clenching my teeth because my leg hurts so bad and waiting for 3 o'clock to come to get my last class of the day over with so i can go back to my dorm and sleep.)
good thing thursday and friday i only have 2 classes each
and saturday is COLLEGE GAME DAY
hellllll yeeeeeeaaaaaaah
i get a sprained ankle sophomore year.
a stress fracture junior year making me quit dance and be unprepared from tennis and miss part of track season and wear a ridiculous boot forever.
i get flu and mono senior year fucking up my graduation/summer.
and now...
i start college...
i decided to take an amazing opportunity that was too good to be true...
join varsity crew.
and i did.
for two days.
then i feel like i cant walk.
i pulled something in the back of my leg idk wtF it is but screw you BC and you're million stairs. i love you but i want to scream every time i see a staircase.
thank god i have an amazing mom who brought me ice packs and a heating pad last night.
why the HELL did i think i could handle a varsity sport again? to get free shit? to say i played a ncaa d1 sport? basically. guess thats a good reason not to join things for vain reasons!
oh and next week check out my schedule
monday- history term paper due
tuesday- computers in management midterm
wednesday- calculus midterm
thursday- microecon midterm
FML.
(dont get me wrong i <3 college but it's also a bitch. excuse my curses. i'm sitting here looking at my jam-packed planner while clenching my teeth because my leg hurts so bad and waiting for 3 o'clock to come to get my last class of the day over with so i can go back to my dorm and sleep.)
good thing thursday and friday i only have 2 classes each
and saturday is COLLEGE GAME DAY
hellllll yeeeeeeaaaaaaah
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
pen to the paper
i decided i need to start writing again. my classes dont involve much. and i miss it. how weird is that?
so i'll start off assuming anyone readiong this knows all necessary background on the past month of my life. sorry for the gaps.
tonight i honestly had a life changing experience. is that an overstatement? possibly in retrospect. but right now i feel changed.
at ELP, jesuit father Jack B came in to speak to us. another boring ELP meeting, i thought. throughout the day i asked about three other ELPers what our two hour long meeting would be about tonight. none of them knew, none of us bothered to look, none of us were excited either. but when i walked into voute and saw the jesuit in his collar sitting there, i remebered something my OL told me at orientation. "some bc kids refer to them as crazy jezzies."
this guy didnt look crazy. he looked like a priest. a normal priest at that.
but when kate hollered "wilson!" and all of the 51 ELPers hushed, and father jack began to speak, i knew he had something more worthwhile to say than did any other priest i've ever come in contact with.
father jack got personal right away. asking why people chose BC, whether the reason be good or bad. he asked their names. he made eye contact. he eventually took off his shoes to get comfortable. he got on his knees. he sprang to his feet. he paced back and forth. he reached out his hand, he talked to (not at) us.
he spoke realities. he refered to drinking, to sex, to getting in trouble, to having fun. he talked about relationships and parties and roommates and football games. he told us his stories that were to my surprise much like our own. he was in love, he was in lust. he goes to the football games. he curses. he lives in a dorm building, even though he is nearing 50. he didnt know what he wanted to do with his life at my age.
he told us that we came to college to fall in love. not in love with a person, although that may happen who knows. but to fall in love. in love with our deepest desire, our life's calling, what we will do with our lives to help others, a way in which to change the world and transform into men and women for others.
when he said that, my heart almost stopped. i thought back to september first, this year. the day i moved into college. before stepping out of my house in worcester, i walked around my house, i hugged moxie and gave him a big bone i had bought him. i took a look at my room, still full of childhood memories and items like teddybears and ballerinas. i thought of my family. i pulled out a card that i had bought a few days earlier intending to give it to someone else in my life. but reconsidered. the card said something to the extent of "in a perfect world i'd give you a hug right now/but in a perfect world we would not be apart." who better to give this card to than mommy and daddy? sappy, i know. mom would love it. mom would cry, as i found out later she did. but the halmark statement was not the point: it was siply a device to carry across my personal message. inside i wrote a sentiment to my parents, thanking them, encouraging them, assuring them that i would be good and do good, and that they would survive without me even if they doubted that. and in ending, i wrote "now is the time i go to college to find out what i love. because i already know who i love. and that is my family."
father jack drove that point home. he said exactly what i thought, on september first. and exactly what i still mean. i know who i love. i know who is there for me in my life. i'm not at college to meet guys. i'm not at college to party. i'm at college to find out what i'm passionate about. to do something for me for a change yet in turn do something for the world for a change. i'm at college, particularly bc, to fall in love.
i couldnt be more happy with my life right now. i have a great family. i have great friends, new and old. i am accepted here by the people i want to be accepted by. i dont have to pretend to be something i'm not. i can go to church and i wont be the only person under 40 there. i can wear a dress to class if i want. i can wear sweat pants, hair tied, and no makeup to class if i want. i can go out on a friday night, i can stay in on a friday night. i can dance with guys on a boat on boston harbor under the stars or i can sing in my pjs in front of the mirror with my roommate at midnight while taking a study break. i can go to the library to study and not be a nerd. i can say hi to strangers, i can answer questions in class. i could eat froyo every night, but i wont. i can join a million clubs if i want. i can apply for a position and not get it and it will be okay because there are more and better opportunities. i can volunteer and be selfless. i can talk to the people that work in the dining hall. i can be bold enough. i can do whatever i want here. and it feels good.
father jack also said we should never ever say college will be the best four years of our lives. i mean, ive only been in college less than a month and i feel they will. but the thing is, they wont! they may be thus far but the best is always yet to come.
i just want to make the most of these four years, especially this year. i already have really high ambitions. im already in elp and women in business. im joining appalacia to do an alternate spring break volunteer immersion trip to a region of appalacia in need. i plan to try to go to ireland or somewhere this summer to take a summer course and explore the world. i want to write for a magazine. i want to volunteer. i want to get to know my professors and the jesuits and the faculty. i am meeting a lot of really great kids, a lot just like me yet totally different than me. im learning more in three or so weeks of class than i did in a whole year of high school. i want to follow what i like, not a carreer for money, fame, or self importance. i want to make an impact, i want to succeed.
but success is defined differently for me now.
success is self defined.
father jack told us that if we make a million dollars and people in india are starving, we are a failure. he told us that if we become ceo of a company and women in africa are still being persecuted to female circumcision, we are a failure. if we do this and that bla bla bla and children are going to bed at night alone in an unsafe neighborhood because their mommys and daddys are working second and third jobs just to survive, we are failures.
i dont want to be a failure.
i wont disappoint.
so i'll start off assuming anyone readiong this knows all necessary background on the past month of my life. sorry for the gaps.
tonight i honestly had a life changing experience. is that an overstatement? possibly in retrospect. but right now i feel changed.
at ELP, jesuit father Jack B came in to speak to us. another boring ELP meeting, i thought. throughout the day i asked about three other ELPers what our two hour long meeting would be about tonight. none of them knew, none of us bothered to look, none of us were excited either. but when i walked into voute and saw the jesuit in his collar sitting there, i remebered something my OL told me at orientation. "some bc kids refer to them as crazy jezzies."
this guy didnt look crazy. he looked like a priest. a normal priest at that.
but when kate hollered "wilson!" and all of the 51 ELPers hushed, and father jack began to speak, i knew he had something more worthwhile to say than did any other priest i've ever come in contact with.
father jack got personal right away. asking why people chose BC, whether the reason be good or bad. he asked their names. he made eye contact. he eventually took off his shoes to get comfortable. he got on his knees. he sprang to his feet. he paced back and forth. he reached out his hand, he talked to (not at) us.
he spoke realities. he refered to drinking, to sex, to getting in trouble, to having fun. he talked about relationships and parties and roommates and football games. he told us his stories that were to my surprise much like our own. he was in love, he was in lust. he goes to the football games. he curses. he lives in a dorm building, even though he is nearing 50. he didnt know what he wanted to do with his life at my age.
he told us that we came to college to fall in love. not in love with a person, although that may happen who knows. but to fall in love. in love with our deepest desire, our life's calling, what we will do with our lives to help others, a way in which to change the world and transform into men and women for others.
when he said that, my heart almost stopped. i thought back to september first, this year. the day i moved into college. before stepping out of my house in worcester, i walked around my house, i hugged moxie and gave him a big bone i had bought him. i took a look at my room, still full of childhood memories and items like teddybears and ballerinas. i thought of my family. i pulled out a card that i had bought a few days earlier intending to give it to someone else in my life. but reconsidered. the card said something to the extent of "in a perfect world i'd give you a hug right now/but in a perfect world we would not be apart." who better to give this card to than mommy and daddy? sappy, i know. mom would love it. mom would cry, as i found out later she did. but the halmark statement was not the point: it was siply a device to carry across my personal message. inside i wrote a sentiment to my parents, thanking them, encouraging them, assuring them that i would be good and do good, and that they would survive without me even if they doubted that. and in ending, i wrote "now is the time i go to college to find out what i love. because i already know who i love. and that is my family."
father jack drove that point home. he said exactly what i thought, on september first. and exactly what i still mean. i know who i love. i know who is there for me in my life. i'm not at college to meet guys. i'm not at college to party. i'm at college to find out what i'm passionate about. to do something for me for a change yet in turn do something for the world for a change. i'm at college, particularly bc, to fall in love.
i couldnt be more happy with my life right now. i have a great family. i have great friends, new and old. i am accepted here by the people i want to be accepted by. i dont have to pretend to be something i'm not. i can go to church and i wont be the only person under 40 there. i can wear a dress to class if i want. i can wear sweat pants, hair tied, and no makeup to class if i want. i can go out on a friday night, i can stay in on a friday night. i can dance with guys on a boat on boston harbor under the stars or i can sing in my pjs in front of the mirror with my roommate at midnight while taking a study break. i can go to the library to study and not be a nerd. i can say hi to strangers, i can answer questions in class. i could eat froyo every night, but i wont. i can join a million clubs if i want. i can apply for a position and not get it and it will be okay because there are more and better opportunities. i can volunteer and be selfless. i can talk to the people that work in the dining hall. i can be bold enough. i can do whatever i want here. and it feels good.
father jack also said we should never ever say college will be the best four years of our lives. i mean, ive only been in college less than a month and i feel they will. but the thing is, they wont! they may be thus far but the best is always yet to come.
i just want to make the most of these four years, especially this year. i already have really high ambitions. im already in elp and women in business. im joining appalacia to do an alternate spring break volunteer immersion trip to a region of appalacia in need. i plan to try to go to ireland or somewhere this summer to take a summer course and explore the world. i want to write for a magazine. i want to volunteer. i want to get to know my professors and the jesuits and the faculty. i am meeting a lot of really great kids, a lot just like me yet totally different than me. im learning more in three or so weeks of class than i did in a whole year of high school. i want to follow what i like, not a carreer for money, fame, or self importance. i want to make an impact, i want to succeed.
but success is defined differently for me now.
success is self defined.
father jack told us that if we make a million dollars and people in india are starving, we are a failure. he told us that if we become ceo of a company and women in africa are still being persecuted to female circumcision, we are a failure. if we do this and that bla bla bla and children are going to bed at night alone in an unsafe neighborhood because their mommys and daddys are working second and third jobs just to survive, we are failures.
i dont want to be a failure.
i wont disappoint.
Monday, September 21, 2009
craving to blog
i have been having the best time lately and have so much to reflect on and that i want to be able to look back on and remember. i need to blog for like an hour, legit. thing is i dont have more than a spare minute to write this so thats nearly impossible. sigh!
peace and love all.
peace and love all.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Saturday, August 29, 2009
i should be happy.
im going to a perfect school for me.
i should be ecstatic.
i got great scholarships.
i should feel proud.
im in one of the nations top 25 business schools.
i should feel upbeat.
ill be meeting so many new people so soon.
i should be smiling.
i should be sitting on the edge of my seat waiting for tuesday to come.
i should be happy.
but somehow im not.
every day i wake up ready to go. i do soem packing, do some of my assignments that i have to do this summer, cross items off my list of things to buy, things to do.
but by the time i crawl into bed i'm crawling alright. i go emotionally blank with disbelief that in 5, 4, 3 days im going to college. i wont be sleeping in my own bed. my mom wont be there to answer all of lifes questions and my friends wont be there to make me laugh automatically. i wont be able to be lazy like i was all summer. i have to actually say bye to everyone not just pretend say goodbye... like how i said bye to adrieanna two days before she moved in then saw her again tonight, a day after she moved in. or how i went out to lunch with mel today and then went to bluejeans tonight and saw her again. or how chewy threw everyone a farewell party but i jsut had to stop over her house to see her one more time tonight. or, or, or...
i gotta get all this outta my system. i want to be happy. ive been waiting for this! i want to get out of this dive bomb they call worcester, i do! i want to leave high school behind, gain responsibility and independence, meet new people, earn more knowledge, forge ahead...
... but doing is different than wanting.
i decided now that the few people that have direct access to this blog will nto be in college with me anymore and i wont post my link online anywhere. so if no one reads this ever anymore, its okay. they probably never did. but blogging's pretty theraputic.. knowing you can write anything and other have the potential to read it, potential to care, potential to understant. whether that potential is put to use is totally up to the world of cyberspace.
i should be ecstatic.
i got great scholarships.
i should feel proud.
im in one of the nations top 25 business schools.
i should feel upbeat.
ill be meeting so many new people so soon.
i should be smiling.
i should be sitting on the edge of my seat waiting for tuesday to come.
i should be happy.
but somehow im not.
every day i wake up ready to go. i do soem packing, do some of my assignments that i have to do this summer, cross items off my list of things to buy, things to do.
but by the time i crawl into bed i'm crawling alright. i go emotionally blank with disbelief that in 5, 4, 3 days im going to college. i wont be sleeping in my own bed. my mom wont be there to answer all of lifes questions and my friends wont be there to make me laugh automatically. i wont be able to be lazy like i was all summer. i have to actually say bye to everyone not just pretend say goodbye... like how i said bye to adrieanna two days before she moved in then saw her again tonight, a day after she moved in. or how i went out to lunch with mel today and then went to bluejeans tonight and saw her again. or how chewy threw everyone a farewell party but i jsut had to stop over her house to see her one more time tonight. or, or, or...
i gotta get all this outta my system. i want to be happy. ive been waiting for this! i want to get out of this dive bomb they call worcester, i do! i want to leave high school behind, gain responsibility and independence, meet new people, earn more knowledge, forge ahead...
... but doing is different than wanting.
i decided now that the few people that have direct access to this blog will nto be in college with me anymore and i wont post my link online anywhere. so if no one reads this ever anymore, its okay. they probably never did. but blogging's pretty theraputic.. knowing you can write anything and other have the potential to read it, potential to care, potential to understant. whether that potential is put to use is totally up to the world of cyberspace.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
a week from now
ill be in my dorm on newton campus in cushing hall at boston college. i will have met 50 kids also in the emerging leader program im in. i probably will be at this moment packing a bag with sneakers and active clothes for a retreat at a camp at the cape that im going on the next two days with those fifty kids. i wouldnt have seen my roomie yet because im moving in a night earlier than the rest of the freshmen. ill probably be looking around at the still partially unpacked boxes and clutter in my too-small dorm and mapping out in my head how i will organize my space without it looking like a color-coordinated trash bucket. i'll probably be calling my mom. i'll probably be texting about four people about how my first day on campus went, how moving in went, how meeting new kids went.maybe ill even be hanging out with some other kids that also moved in early, maybe meet some kids who will be my good friends in the long run, or some single-serving friends just to get myself out there.
in one week i wont be in worcester. i wont be three minutes from my best friends. i wont be under the same roof as my family, including moxie. i will be on my own, in boston.
i tihnk ive been freaking out a little bit. maybe someone mentioned how ive been freaking out. i jsut need to get all of this out before i explode. i have a bunch of carroll school of management work due friday. this work consists of five chapters in one book, three chapters in another, and a lengthy article, all about commerce, business, globalization, and equally enthralling subject matters, on top of two essays that count toward my grade in one class. ive so far read one five chapters in the first book. thats all. i need to finish really bad.
i also have to finish about a hundred pages in a novel the entire bc freshman class was assigned to read before arriving to school.
i also need to make another trip to a target or store of equal merit to pick up about 15 more incidentals on my never ending college-dorm shopping list.
i have been spending an ungodly amount of money on everything. it sucks. from toiletries to storage to clothes to computer necessities, my debit card is wearing thin.
i need to say bye to my friends. i jsut said bye to adrieanna tonight, one of my best friends. one of the first of my bests i had to say bye to. i also said bye to cat the other night at chewy's farewell cookout. and to some others that i refuse to allow myself believe i will not see in a while.
i need to pack. ive been going through my clothes and picking out what i will and wont bring. i need to make another cut. its like my articles of clothing are trying out for the bc fashion club or something adn some dont make the cut. my clothes will not all fit in my dorm. it sucks.
i need to recruit a few people to help me move in. im moving in a day early so i think there wont be many people helping carry stuff. and im in a residence hall with no elevator i think. and on the third floor. with a lot of stuff. like a fridge, for example.
last but not least... i need to stop worrying. someone just told me to stop. i guess its true. i will be fine. i will get my school work done, i always do. i will make time for my friends, and they will be here when i get back and i will keep in contact,.. i'm only 40 minutes away. i will get everything i need and i will not go broke. i will move in problem free and i will be happy.
but its only natural to worry.
i'll just try to keep it to a minimum.
i should be ecstatic, anywho. i mean come on.. i'm going to BC :o)
in ONE WEEK!
in one week i wont be in worcester. i wont be three minutes from my best friends. i wont be under the same roof as my family, including moxie. i will be on my own, in boston.
i tihnk ive been freaking out a little bit. maybe someone mentioned how ive been freaking out. i jsut need to get all of this out before i explode. i have a bunch of carroll school of management work due friday. this work consists of five chapters in one book, three chapters in another, and a lengthy article, all about commerce, business, globalization, and equally enthralling subject matters, on top of two essays that count toward my grade in one class. ive so far read one five chapters in the first book. thats all. i need to finish really bad.
i also have to finish about a hundred pages in a novel the entire bc freshman class was assigned to read before arriving to school.
i also need to make another trip to a target or store of equal merit to pick up about 15 more incidentals on my never ending college-dorm shopping list.
i have been spending an ungodly amount of money on everything. it sucks. from toiletries to storage to clothes to computer necessities, my debit card is wearing thin.
i need to say bye to my friends. i jsut said bye to adrieanna tonight, one of my best friends. one of the first of my bests i had to say bye to. i also said bye to cat the other night at chewy's farewell cookout. and to some others that i refuse to allow myself believe i will not see in a while.
i need to pack. ive been going through my clothes and picking out what i will and wont bring. i need to make another cut. its like my articles of clothing are trying out for the bc fashion club or something adn some dont make the cut. my clothes will not all fit in my dorm. it sucks.
i need to recruit a few people to help me move in. im moving in a day early so i think there wont be many people helping carry stuff. and im in a residence hall with no elevator i think. and on the third floor. with a lot of stuff. like a fridge, for example.
last but not least... i need to stop worrying. someone just told me to stop. i guess its true. i will be fine. i will get my school work done, i always do. i will make time for my friends, and they will be here when i get back and i will keep in contact,.. i'm only 40 minutes away. i will get everything i need and i will not go broke. i will move in problem free and i will be happy.
but its only natural to worry.
i'll just try to keep it to a minimum.
i should be ecstatic, anywho. i mean come on.. i'm going to BC :o)
in ONE WEEK!
Saturday, August 1, 2009
let's make the most
of the one month (exactly) until i move in to boston college.
not sure if i'm happy, excited, anxious, nervous, or quite possibly scared out of my wits at this point.
not sure if i'm happy, excited, anxious, nervous, or quite possibly scared out of my wits at this point.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
how summer should be
fires in my backyard with a dozens of my friends. day trips with the family. last minute smoothie runs with a best friend. sitting by the lake with someone special. late nights, late mornings. sun and warm breeze and latenight downpours that just make some things a little more memorable ....
how summer shouldn't be:
notification of my saturn's poor, poor health*. working inconvenient hours that ruin my entire day. waking up early. weeks flying by. not hanging out with enough friends. cold rain and clouds. and, being almost over.
every year after the fourth, summer just seems to slip out of my fingers. i have about a month to do everything i wanted to do this whole summer... and working it all around working close to every day, a week in maine with my family, and other shtuff.
* i brought my baby in for a simply $80 alignments and asked the guy to see why my car as clicking sometimes. he called me back while i was shopping at banana republic and asked "how much do you love this car?" while laughing. i knew it was bad news. he started shooting about 20 things that were wrong with it and he said he didnt' even finish pricing it all before the bill came up to $3,000. he said he was in this to make money but not to rip people off. he said i shouldnt waste my time doing anything with it at all. needless to say i felt really guilty about shopping, and told the guy to reprice it just so i could drive it until the end of summer to work and around the city safely, then i'd take it from there since i'm going tos chool and won't need a car come the fall anyways. so many phonecalls and $three hundred (which is okay compared to $3k) later, my saturn's back in my driveway... still clicking and not perfect, but the alignment is straight and when i drive straight, the steering wheel is straight. poor thing. i'm gonna miss it when it dies on me :o(
p.s. bruno was gross. funny, but gross.
how summer shouldn't be:
notification of my saturn's poor, poor health*. working inconvenient hours that ruin my entire day. waking up early. weeks flying by. not hanging out with enough friends. cold rain and clouds. and, being almost over.
every year after the fourth, summer just seems to slip out of my fingers. i have about a month to do everything i wanted to do this whole summer... and working it all around working close to every day, a week in maine with my family, and other shtuff.
* i brought my baby in for a simply $80 alignments and asked the guy to see why my car as clicking sometimes. he called me back while i was shopping at banana republic and asked "how much do you love this car?" while laughing. i knew it was bad news. he started shooting about 20 things that were wrong with it and he said he didnt' even finish pricing it all before the bill came up to $3,000. he said he was in this to make money but not to rip people off. he said i shouldnt waste my time doing anything with it at all. needless to say i felt really guilty about shopping, and told the guy to reprice it just so i could drive it until the end of summer to work and around the city safely, then i'd take it from there since i'm going tos chool and won't need a car come the fall anyways. so many phonecalls and $three hundred (which is okay compared to $3k) later, my saturn's back in my driveway... still clicking and not perfect, but the alignment is straight and when i drive straight, the steering wheel is straight. poor thing. i'm gonna miss it when it dies on me :o(
p.s. bruno was gross. funny, but gross.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
so the fourth in boston was pretty sweet. had a couple good friends save spots for us (while getting ridiculously sunburned) from dawn til dusk until me and another...friend... showed up to join them. right on the charles, with half a million people surrounding us (literally). we heard neil diamond perform sweet caroline live (bum bum bummm) and no, taylor swift was not there (adrieanna!). the fireworks were beautiful, and we were so close that we all got debris in our eyes, true story. but no biggie.
melissa's moonbounce party was the next day, which was an adventure. serious full court basketball in the moonbounce almost resulted in a handful of teens dying by suffocation being crushed by a collapsed moonbounce, but we all survived and had some laughs over that. worcester fireworks had nothing on boston's... but were still a good time.
by far the highlight my of summer thus far was the other night when chewy and i hung out. we were going to just go to the movies but that fell through. so after a long day at work, we met up around 7, and decided on a whim to go watch the sunset at horseneck beach. sporting sundresses on one of the only nice nights of summer thus far, we set out on the road. but... come to the horseneck beach exit.. the road was mysteriously cut off. literally CUT off. just gone, haha. so we just drove. and whaddya know, we ended up crossing the big bridge (which chewy thought was a ferris wheel, haha) into newport! where we have been saying we'd go since our birthdays in april. destiny, much? so we walked around, had this adorable couple take our picture and give us a lecture on how to be good but enjoy the bars (haha). best of all we had a romantic date by the harbor with bena nd jerry... jerry was mine ;o) even though we were there for just an hour, it felt like so much longer and was so refreshing and fun. i love newport, i lvoe summer, i love ice cream, and i love friends.
but now i'm a working girl, making paper. i've been dog sitting the past weekend and babysitting morning-night on the daily, on top of getting hours at old navy, being called in for favors already even though i'm still only on day #3 of actual work. example: yesterday i babysat 8-12, worked 12-8. twelve hour day overall, cool. it's all good though, everyone's nice so far and i actually don't mind working at all. sadly i've been buying stuff with my killer discount at gap/bananarepublic/oldnavy which prob amounts to more than my first paycheck will but oh well. i dont work again til saturday, but i'm still babysitting 8-5 today and tomorrow, sweet. but the kid is cute and so is his dog so it's chill getting paid to play t-ball and watch cartoons and color.
melissa's moonbounce party was the next day, which was an adventure. serious full court basketball in the moonbounce almost resulted in a handful of teens dying by suffocation being crushed by a collapsed moonbounce, but we all survived and had some laughs over that. worcester fireworks had nothing on boston's... but were still a good time.
by far the highlight my of summer thus far was the other night when chewy and i hung out. we were going to just go to the movies but that fell through. so after a long day at work, we met up around 7, and decided on a whim to go watch the sunset at horseneck beach. sporting sundresses on one of the only nice nights of summer thus far, we set out on the road. but... come to the horseneck beach exit.. the road was mysteriously cut off. literally CUT off. just gone, haha. so we just drove. and whaddya know, we ended up crossing the big bridge (which chewy thought was a ferris wheel, haha) into newport! where we have been saying we'd go since our birthdays in april. destiny, much? so we walked around, had this adorable couple take our picture and give us a lecture on how to be good but enjoy the bars (haha). best of all we had a romantic date by the harbor with bena nd jerry... jerry was mine ;o) even though we were there for just an hour, it felt like so much longer and was so refreshing and fun. i love newport, i lvoe summer, i love ice cream, and i love friends.
but now i'm a working girl, making paper. i've been dog sitting the past weekend and babysitting morning-night on the daily, on top of getting hours at old navy, being called in for favors already even though i'm still only on day #3 of actual work. example: yesterday i babysat 8-12, worked 12-8. twelve hour day overall, cool. it's all good though, everyone's nice so far and i actually don't mind working at all. sadly i've been buying stuff with my killer discount at gap/bananarepublic/oldnavy which prob amounts to more than my first paycheck will but oh well. i dont work again til saturday, but i'm still babysitting 8-5 today and tomorrow, sweet. but the kid is cute and so is his dog so it's chill getting paid to play t-ball and watch cartoons and color.
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
well i never went to newport... a combo of bad weather and circumstance led adrieanna shawn and i to boston to watch crazy street performers, eat mac n cheese of out bread bowls (so good!), shop at johnny cupcakes, and wind up almost in new hampshire on the way home thanks to my little friend named tom tom. but it was a good time.
then adrieanna's grad party reunited some purple senior spirit when we planned to play touch football in our color wars t's... but really just all wore them for no reason at all. all meaning me, grace, and a. my girls.
but best of all... sunday brought orientation! i was so pumped. driving up to campus there were crazy orientation leaders jumping adn screaming... signs saying "Welcome Boston College's Sesquicentennial Class of 2013!" (Sesquicentennial means we'll be like 150th graduating class from bc. legit, right? just try saying that word five times fast... or even once at all. its hard even for bc kids.)
i met some kids right away, checked in, and moved into an upperclassman suite (!) that was amazinggg. it was in this big high rise. it was comprised of four doubles all opening in a circle with a big common area, kitchen, and TWO bathrooms. heaven.
on the first day the parents stayed with the students for some lectures, workshops, a mass, dinner, etc. it was easy-going, relaxing. everyone was so nice! the first OL i talked to was in CSOM too and was also doing marketing, which im strongly considering. all the speakers, mostly jesuits, were so good and down to earth, religious but not pushy, inspired but modest, hopful but realistic. finally at the end the parents left and we met with our orientations groups and OL's. my OL was named mango, well that was her ice breaker name. she was a doll. my group was ten kids from aross the country, some close to home some far away. all different, all pretty chill. lot's of cheesy ice breakers were played but i didn't mind.
back in the room, me and four of my 7 roomies stayed up in my room to talk until god knows when. we laughed a lot, got to know each other. it was a good time!
the next day we went to more talks and presentations. we watched "academic" and "social scenes" the OL's acted out, they were so good. we had a big serious descussion in groups of 20 kids about diversity and acceptance. it was actually very enlightening to see everyones honest perspectives about other people. one thing we did was have to sit in front of a total stranger, not talk at all, and write on a piece of paper about 20 assumptions about them. it was so hard. it made me feel like such a jerk because i know i do judge people at first glace... everyone does. then i find out i'm totally wrong. it was a good lesson. we had to write these poems about our selves like 15 "i am.." open ended sentences and read them aloud. i offered to go first. all this might sound lame but it was really good. it changed my perspective a lot. i come from a lot of diversity, being from worcester adn South. other kids arent so lucky. (lucky? coming from south is lucky, you ask? hell ya. i know how to accept people of other cultures and actually prefer being around a variety of people instead of cookie-cutter j.cerw catalog people that are rumored to full bc. i learned that's very untrue.)
then at night we were told to put on our sneakers and gym clothes. we were led to the plex throguh a tunnel of screaming, chanting, and war-painted OL's. dodgeball. 300 students against 40 OL's. and somehow the OL's won. they cheated, lol. then there was this hilarious dance competition between students it was sooo good. and we saw this really good dance crew perform.
that night in the dorms was so collegiate. my roomies and i went to one room with like a spiral staircase (how you end up with such a cool room, idk but i want to find out by senior year) and about 50 kids, no lights, and an ipod blaring. then, since our rom was bigger, those 50 kids followed us up and were dancing on our common room tables and having a grand old time. i love college.
after everyone cleared out to another room, my roomies decided to get down to the mucky stuff- picking out classes out of the three inch thick course book. sweet. but it was good to have a lot of girls stressing liek i was, so it was less stressful.
day three, i was so dead. barely any sleep for days, tons of walking, listening, paying attention, and newness was blowing my mind. we picked our classes. i didn't get all the ones i wanted, but nmeither did anyone. my scedule is as follows: Calculus, Microeconomics, Computers in Management, Portico (business seminar), and Modern Histoy I. Jealous? not. i'm pretty terrified of calc, especially. and i thought i didnt have to take a history because of my u.s. 4 on AP, but it doesnt count for some reason. but i'm just getting my core classes out of the way freshman year so i can take cool stuff later on... like an art minor that i'm 99% sure i want to do. BUT- i'm optimistic. it'llb e jsut fine. i've always taken hard classes and i troop through them. four days a week my classes start at 9, one at 10:30. four days a week my last class is at one, one its at 12. so my days will be pretty well timed. i wont have to wake up at 530 like i did for high school, and i wont have any ridiculous late classes so i can nap and study after they end.
the last day of orientation ended with a slide show of all the things we've done the three days there, getting our super fan shirts (!!!!!!) and learning all the BC chants (eagles ont he war path, hoo-haaa; for boston for boston....!). i didn't want to leave! i loved bc. i LOVE bc.
wrapping it up, those three days taught me a lot:
1. i never knew jesuits were so funny. no wonder why one OL referred to them as "crazy jezzies."
2. eight girls one suite sounds like hell, right? think again. all eight of us were so different from different backgrounds, states, school types, cultures. yet we all got along just fine.
3. you think you can't get to know anyone enough in a couple days, but i met one girl who just seems cool and like me enough, so we decided to room together in the fall.
4. i was never so sure of a decision i've made in my entire life. npw i can't imagine myself going anywhere but BC.
5.i'm ready for college so much. i can't wait to get involved in all the million things i heard about, do good in school, and meet people. i don't wanna hold back because i'm shy. i'm gonna try my best.
6. i need to step up my game. i'm used to being an A student with a good reputation for getting things done. now i'm amidst 2000 others just like me. if i get a C, i can't kill myself. if i dont win an election, or get into a club, or something, i can't stress over it. i need to take this in stride and challenge myself to rise to the top again.
other than orientaion,...
lately i've learned who my REAL friends are. and you know who you are.
i have a feeling this is going to be a really good summer.
i'm going to boston for the 4th of july, which i've wanted to do my entire life, and am FINALLY doing this saturday with some really cool people, one of which i just met.
the fire pit in my back yard has been the best investment. so many laughs around that thing this summer... and summer's jsut begun.
i need new ipod music sooo bad. make me a playlist please?
ITS BEEN A MONTH SINCE GRADUATION! can you believe it?
and happy birthday daddy :o)
and---
blogspot, i've missed you. (notice this wicked long blog?) i've noticed almost no one's been blogging on you lately, but that's actaully okay. i dont care if anyone ever reads these: i just like making my life seem analytical and exciting... and lately it actually has been.
then adrieanna's grad party reunited some purple senior spirit when we planned to play touch football in our color wars t's... but really just all wore them for no reason at all. all meaning me, grace, and a. my girls.
but best of all... sunday brought orientation! i was so pumped. driving up to campus there were crazy orientation leaders jumping adn screaming... signs saying "Welcome Boston College's Sesquicentennial Class of 2013!" (Sesquicentennial means we'll be like 150th graduating class from bc. legit, right? just try saying that word five times fast... or even once at all. its hard even for bc kids.)
i met some kids right away, checked in, and moved into an upperclassman suite (!) that was amazinggg. it was in this big high rise. it was comprised of four doubles all opening in a circle with a big common area, kitchen, and TWO bathrooms. heaven.
on the first day the parents stayed with the students for some lectures, workshops, a mass, dinner, etc. it was easy-going, relaxing. everyone was so nice! the first OL i talked to was in CSOM too and was also doing marketing, which im strongly considering. all the speakers, mostly jesuits, were so good and down to earth, religious but not pushy, inspired but modest, hopful but realistic. finally at the end the parents left and we met with our orientations groups and OL's. my OL was named mango, well that was her ice breaker name. she was a doll. my group was ten kids from aross the country, some close to home some far away. all different, all pretty chill. lot's of cheesy ice breakers were played but i didn't mind.
back in the room, me and four of my 7 roomies stayed up in my room to talk until god knows when. we laughed a lot, got to know each other. it was a good time!
the next day we went to more talks and presentations. we watched "academic" and "social scenes" the OL's acted out, they were so good. we had a big serious descussion in groups of 20 kids about diversity and acceptance. it was actually very enlightening to see everyones honest perspectives about other people. one thing we did was have to sit in front of a total stranger, not talk at all, and write on a piece of paper about 20 assumptions about them. it was so hard. it made me feel like such a jerk because i know i do judge people at first glace... everyone does. then i find out i'm totally wrong. it was a good lesson. we had to write these poems about our selves like 15 "i am.." open ended sentences and read them aloud. i offered to go first. all this might sound lame but it was really good. it changed my perspective a lot. i come from a lot of diversity, being from worcester adn South. other kids arent so lucky. (lucky? coming from south is lucky, you ask? hell ya. i know how to accept people of other cultures and actually prefer being around a variety of people instead of cookie-cutter j.cerw catalog people that are rumored to full bc. i learned that's very untrue.)
then at night we were told to put on our sneakers and gym clothes. we were led to the plex throguh a tunnel of screaming, chanting, and war-painted OL's. dodgeball. 300 students against 40 OL's. and somehow the OL's won. they cheated, lol. then there was this hilarious dance competition between students it was sooo good. and we saw this really good dance crew perform.
that night in the dorms was so collegiate. my roomies and i went to one room with like a spiral staircase (how you end up with such a cool room, idk but i want to find out by senior year) and about 50 kids, no lights, and an ipod blaring. then, since our rom was bigger, those 50 kids followed us up and were dancing on our common room tables and having a grand old time. i love college.
after everyone cleared out to another room, my roomies decided to get down to the mucky stuff- picking out classes out of the three inch thick course book. sweet. but it was good to have a lot of girls stressing liek i was, so it was less stressful.
day three, i was so dead. barely any sleep for days, tons of walking, listening, paying attention, and newness was blowing my mind. we picked our classes. i didn't get all the ones i wanted, but nmeither did anyone. my scedule is as follows: Calculus, Microeconomics, Computers in Management, Portico (business seminar), and Modern Histoy I. Jealous? not. i'm pretty terrified of calc, especially. and i thought i didnt have to take a history because of my u.s. 4 on AP, but it doesnt count for some reason. but i'm just getting my core classes out of the way freshman year so i can take cool stuff later on... like an art minor that i'm 99% sure i want to do. BUT- i'm optimistic. it'llb e jsut fine. i've always taken hard classes and i troop through them. four days a week my classes start at 9, one at 10:30. four days a week my last class is at one, one its at 12. so my days will be pretty well timed. i wont have to wake up at 530 like i did for high school, and i wont have any ridiculous late classes so i can nap and study after they end.
the last day of orientation ended with a slide show of all the things we've done the three days there, getting our super fan shirts (!!!!!!) and learning all the BC chants (eagles ont he war path, hoo-haaa; for boston for boston....!). i didn't want to leave! i loved bc. i LOVE bc.
wrapping it up, those three days taught me a lot:
1. i never knew jesuits were so funny. no wonder why one OL referred to them as "crazy jezzies."
2. eight girls one suite sounds like hell, right? think again. all eight of us were so different from different backgrounds, states, school types, cultures. yet we all got along just fine.
3. you think you can't get to know anyone enough in a couple days, but i met one girl who just seems cool and like me enough, so we decided to room together in the fall.
4. i was never so sure of a decision i've made in my entire life. npw i can't imagine myself going anywhere but BC.
5.i'm ready for college so much. i can't wait to get involved in all the million things i heard about, do good in school, and meet people. i don't wanna hold back because i'm shy. i'm gonna try my best.
6. i need to step up my game. i'm used to being an A student with a good reputation for getting things done. now i'm amidst 2000 others just like me. if i get a C, i can't kill myself. if i dont win an election, or get into a club, or something, i can't stress over it. i need to take this in stride and challenge myself to rise to the top again.
other than orientaion,...
lately i've learned who my REAL friends are. and you know who you are.
i have a feeling this is going to be a really good summer.
i'm going to boston for the 4th of july, which i've wanted to do my entire life, and am FINALLY doing this saturday with some really cool people, one of which i just met.
the fire pit in my back yard has been the best investment. so many laughs around that thing this summer... and summer's jsut begun.
i need new ipod music sooo bad. make me a playlist please?
ITS BEEN A MONTH SINCE GRADUATION! can you believe it?
and happy birthday daddy :o)
and---
blogspot, i've missed you. (notice this wicked long blog?) i've noticed almost no one's been blogging on you lately, but that's actaully okay. i dont care if anyone ever reads these: i just like making my life seem analytical and exciting... and lately it actually has been.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
i can not wait
for orientation!
everyone's talking about theirs. and i'm jealous. i wanna be on campus and meet people and have a blast and do cheesy ice breakers and listen to boring lectures and get free t-shirts and watch cool shows and stay in a dorm and pick classes and be a college kid for three days. can nottt wait for sunday to come now.
oh yea. I GOT A JOB! at old navy at blackstone. i start late next week. i'm psyched about that too.
and i'm excited to go to newport on friday.
i guess i have a lot to be excited about, ey?
everyone's talking about theirs. and i'm jealous. i wanna be on campus and meet people and have a blast and do cheesy ice breakers and listen to boring lectures and get free t-shirts and watch cool shows and stay in a dorm and pick classes and be a college kid for three days. can nottt wait for sunday to come now.
oh yea. I GOT A JOB! at old navy at blackstone. i start late next week. i'm psyched about that too.
and i'm excited to go to newport on friday.
i guess i have a lot to be excited about, ey?
Saturday, June 13, 2009
losing touch
already?
'09 is slackin'.
but weirdly, i'm letting it happen.
here's to a fresh and refreshing summer.
'09 is slackin'.
but weirdly, i'm letting it happen.
here's to a fresh and refreshing summer.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
what day is it?
i've been out of school for over a week now.
the days are just mashing together. i don't even pay attention to what day it is. i just wake up to my leisure... one day at 11:45 which i never, ever do... drink coffee, go on the computer, text grace and melissa, and go out with them, basically. i saw the hangover, it was funny enough. went to the airport to just hang out. went to a party/slept over melissa's. i dont even know what else. and i went shopping for dorm stuff with my mom (maroon lacoste bath towels, yess.)
but i think i should start paying attention to the days now. i have applied for liek ten jobs, which i thought was a TON... but seeing no call backs, i guess its not enough at all. i need a job too. i just spent $150 of the money i was supposed to put away for college on Eagles Football season tickets. cuz you're not a BC kid if you don't have them. and i'm wicked excited but i feel guilty for indulgng when i shouldnt.
if you know anyone hiring, let me know. even though you're prob looking for a job too, right? aren't we all.
sports banquet this morning, which meant setting my alarm, actually getting dressed up a little, and being on time for something again. and it means going back to south. nostalgic already? weirdly i don't miss it yet. that crisis with graduation kinda ended it for me. i think i almost needed it to let me let go. not that i'll feel this way come fall when all these new things are approaching and i dont know how to handle them.
what else? oh, mr. levine bought the senior tennis girls animal print watches. i thought it was hilariously adorable. mine is cheetah with burgundy leather. meow.
the days are just mashing together. i don't even pay attention to what day it is. i just wake up to my leisure... one day at 11:45 which i never, ever do... drink coffee, go on the computer, text grace and melissa, and go out with them, basically. i saw the hangover, it was funny enough. went to the airport to just hang out. went to a party/slept over melissa's. i dont even know what else. and i went shopping for dorm stuff with my mom (maroon lacoste bath towels, yess.)
but i think i should start paying attention to the days now. i have applied for liek ten jobs, which i thought was a TON... but seeing no call backs, i guess its not enough at all. i need a job too. i just spent $150 of the money i was supposed to put away for college on Eagles Football season tickets. cuz you're not a BC kid if you don't have them. and i'm wicked excited but i feel guilty for indulgng when i shouldnt.
if you know anyone hiring, let me know. even though you're prob looking for a job too, right? aren't we all.
sports banquet this morning, which meant setting my alarm, actually getting dressed up a little, and being on time for something again. and it means going back to south. nostalgic already? weirdly i don't miss it yet. that crisis with graduation kinda ended it for me. i think i almost needed it to let me let go. not that i'll feel this way come fall when all these new things are approaching and i dont know how to handle them.
what else? oh, mr. levine bought the senior tennis girls animal print watches. i thought it was hilariously adorable. mine is cheetah with burgundy leather. meow.
Monday, June 1, 2009
graduation
yes, i got to go to graduation. here's my story:
after waking up, feeling good enough to run a mile or two, taking my temperature which was a perfecto 98.6, void of headaches, energetic as the energizer bunny, barely coughing, un-congested, and therefore ridiculously depressed about not being able to go to graduation... the Andrea kicked on in me. i wasnt gonna be content with missing my graduation!
after fighting with doctors that yes, statistically every test has false positives, im an ap stats students i would know better than you, i made them retest me. anddddd HI it was negative. so a few signatures and near-heart attacks later...
i went to graduation.
dont underestimate this though... i cried for hours and hours i dont even know how that many tears could be produced cuz every possible thing that could have gotten in my way.. well it managed to somehow. and my eyes were puffy and i look liek crap in pics butttttt i was there.
thats all that matters.
it also doesnt matter that the audio cut out for my speech so it wont be played on tv, haha. or that i didnt get to say bye to everyone. or my whole famnily didnt have time to be notified that yeaa andrea's actually walking the stage so they didnt all go.
really, its alllll good.
i am now a graduate of highschool.
'09, have i ever let you down?
after waking up, feeling good enough to run a mile or two, taking my temperature which was a perfecto 98.6, void of headaches, energetic as the energizer bunny, barely coughing, un-congested, and therefore ridiculously depressed about not being able to go to graduation... the Andrea kicked on in me. i wasnt gonna be content with missing my graduation!
after fighting with doctors that yes, statistically every test has false positives, im an ap stats students i would know better than you, i made them retest me. anddddd HI it was negative. so a few signatures and near-heart attacks later...
i went to graduation.
dont underestimate this though... i cried for hours and hours i dont even know how that many tears could be produced cuz every possible thing that could have gotten in my way.. well it managed to somehow. and my eyes were puffy and i look liek crap in pics butttttt i was there.
thats all that matters.
it also doesnt matter that the audio cut out for my speech so it wont be played on tv, haha. or that i didnt get to say bye to everyone. or my whole famnily didnt have time to be notified that yeaa andrea's actually walking the stage so they didnt all go.
really, its alllll good.
i am now a graduate of highschool.
'09, have i ever let you down?
Sunday, May 31, 2009
i know this is my fourth blog today but...
... i have nothing else to do.
and i need to mention how i have the best friends ever.
first jess and chewy and ann drop off a plant with a big get well soon balloon, a cute little teddy bear, and a copy of teen vogue and cosmo to keep me busy.
then melissa, grace, and yessy creep into my yard and light candles and give me a rose, cherry garcia ice cream, a card, and two big posters. and melissa said shes dropping off her wii at one a.m., lol.
i love them. i have the best friends. thanks guys. i love you.
for real.
and i need to mention how i have the best friends ever.
first jess and chewy and ann drop off a plant with a big get well soon balloon, a cute little teddy bear, and a copy of teen vogue and cosmo to keep me busy.
then melissa, grace, and yessy creep into my yard and light candles and give me a rose, cherry garcia ice cream, a card, and two big posters. and melissa said shes dropping off her wii at one a.m., lol.
i love them. i have the best friends. thanks guys. i love you.
for real.
but god works...
...in funny ways.
that night i was coughing a lot. by the time i got home at 1230 or so, i couldnt stop coughing. i didnt think much of it. i just took some cold meds and went to bed. saturday morning i felt awful. i could barely walk, i was weak with the worst migrane, coughing and coughing, congestion, etc. by afternoon i had a fever. i founf out a lot of my friends were getting sick too. facebook statuses said "sick" "miserable" and everything like that. my aunt's a doctor, and told me the responsible thing to do would be to go to the doctor to make sure it would be ok to go to graduation. my uncle was appalled... "she doesnt get it... if you can stand you go to graduation." even though i was feeling okay this morning, i went to my doctor appt. the docs looked at my mom like she was crazy when my mom said what my aunt said. but they took a nose culture and the rapid flu test just to make sure because they had to....
... and it came back positive.
they said they would have to notify public health. that because of the recent swine flu panic, even though i was not tested positive for swine flu and it will not be sure for days and it is unlikely, that i would not be able to attend graduation. isolation for seven days is in the books as mandatory. i was in shock, then in tears. they made me leave with a mask on from a back exit.
i got out to the parking lot and call sebring bawling my eyes out. ms binienda called me. she called the quadrant manager. theres nothing they could do. there was a chance i could go just to receive my diploma with a mask on... but i would rather not put others in danger. i did not want anyone to know that i was sick, so i avoided my phone for a while. i sat on my back steps cryign for an hour.
but then i realized a ton of other kids, of my friends, were sick too and should get tested too. whatever i have must have been spread from someone on class day, when everyone was packed together all day, everyone was hugging and toughing eachothers yearbooks etc. i put my own business on blast for their sakes, and not many of them listened to my advice. i dont think people realize by not getting tested that their families, teachers, and other students are at risk tomorrow at graduation. if enough kids were tested positive, which im sure they would be considering their symptoms are described muchhh worse than my own, they would postpone graduation which would be safer for everyone.
i accept the fact now that i will miss my graduation, that i have worked my ass off for four years for. that i have never sat still a minute for. that i have been anticipating since i was a freshman. that i deserve, and that i would have been speaking at. i will record my speech, and they are going to play it on a screen tomorrow night.
i just pray no one gets sicker tomorrow. with all the sick kids in the dcu, with grandparents and baby siblings in the audience, parents and teachers,... i just hope no one else has a sickness to spread.
i said to my mom.. this always happens to me. i work so hard then i get shit on in the end. and she said, andrea you've had a fairy tale of a life.
i said... but i didnt get to say bye mom. this would be the last time i saw so many people. and she said, well maybe you arent meant to say goodbye to south high.
and i said, this is the worst day of my life. and i realized on my own that if missing my high school graduation is the very worst thing thats ever happened to me, my life is pretty damn good.
god must just b protecting my family, friends, and i. me being diagnosed is the only way the 14 people that were going to the graduation for me would not go. it could be that He knew it was not safe for them. and i would rather see my family safe.
i know i did the responsible thing going to the doctor. i had my day on class day for recognition and praise, i walked across that stage and shook hands a million times that day.
it's okay if im not in anyones graduation day pictures,...
i am confident i will be remembered for more than that.
that night i was coughing a lot. by the time i got home at 1230 or so, i couldnt stop coughing. i didnt think much of it. i just took some cold meds and went to bed. saturday morning i felt awful. i could barely walk, i was weak with the worst migrane, coughing and coughing, congestion, etc. by afternoon i had a fever. i founf out a lot of my friends were getting sick too. facebook statuses said "sick" "miserable" and everything like that. my aunt's a doctor, and told me the responsible thing to do would be to go to the doctor to make sure it would be ok to go to graduation. my uncle was appalled... "she doesnt get it... if you can stand you go to graduation." even though i was feeling okay this morning, i went to my doctor appt. the docs looked at my mom like she was crazy when my mom said what my aunt said. but they took a nose culture and the rapid flu test just to make sure because they had to....
... and it came back positive.
they said they would have to notify public health. that because of the recent swine flu panic, even though i was not tested positive for swine flu and it will not be sure for days and it is unlikely, that i would not be able to attend graduation. isolation for seven days is in the books as mandatory. i was in shock, then in tears. they made me leave with a mask on from a back exit.
i got out to the parking lot and call sebring bawling my eyes out. ms binienda called me. she called the quadrant manager. theres nothing they could do. there was a chance i could go just to receive my diploma with a mask on... but i would rather not put others in danger. i did not want anyone to know that i was sick, so i avoided my phone for a while. i sat on my back steps cryign for an hour.
but then i realized a ton of other kids, of my friends, were sick too and should get tested too. whatever i have must have been spread from someone on class day, when everyone was packed together all day, everyone was hugging and toughing eachothers yearbooks etc. i put my own business on blast for their sakes, and not many of them listened to my advice. i dont think people realize by not getting tested that their families, teachers, and other students are at risk tomorrow at graduation. if enough kids were tested positive, which im sure they would be considering their symptoms are described muchhh worse than my own, they would postpone graduation which would be safer for everyone.
i accept the fact now that i will miss my graduation, that i have worked my ass off for four years for. that i have never sat still a minute for. that i have been anticipating since i was a freshman. that i deserve, and that i would have been speaking at. i will record my speech, and they are going to play it on a screen tomorrow night.
i just pray no one gets sicker tomorrow. with all the sick kids in the dcu, with grandparents and baby siblings in the audience, parents and teachers,... i just hope no one else has a sickness to spread.
i said to my mom.. this always happens to me. i work so hard then i get shit on in the end. and she said, andrea you've had a fairy tale of a life.
i said... but i didnt get to say bye mom. this would be the last time i saw so many people. and she said, well maybe you arent meant to say goodbye to south high.
and i said, this is the worst day of my life. and i realized on my own that if missing my high school graduation is the very worst thing thats ever happened to me, my life is pretty damn good.
god must just b protecting my family, friends, and i. me being diagnosed is the only way the 14 people that were going to the graduation for me would not go. it could be that He knew it was not safe for them. and i would rather see my family safe.
i know i did the responsible thing going to the doctor. i had my day on class day for recognition and praise, i walked across that stage and shook hands a million times that day.
it's okay if im not in anyones graduation day pictures,...
i am confident i will be remembered for more than that.
and then came friday...
...class day.
even though it was rainy and soggy out, the day was beautiful. the senior breakfast went over well. graduation practice was smooth sailing.
everyone looked great, snapping picture after picture after picture in the student parking lot, cafeteria, hallway, classrooms. everyone gave hug after hug.
i gave my farewell address to the class. i was on cloud nine. as i walked up, i was not nervous but emotional, clenching my teeth to hold back tears. i know i talked too fast at first, but then i calmed down and spoke at times without even looking at my paper. people laughed. i was doing so well not crying, until one point. and when i cried, a long "awwwwww" spread across the auditorium. people cried with me. before my speech even ended, i received the longest round of applause, and again when it was over. it went over a million times better than expected. it was a good way to end.
after that i got a bunch of awards, which is always nice.
the slide show was amazing, thanks to dL.
then we got our yearbooks. in the library, everyone signed their hearts away until the very end of the day when they forced us to leave.
i went to my very last tennis practice ever, and had a hilarious time.
some friends went out for dinner that night, and to a party, and to airport hill to hang out. a good time.
it seemed like a good sign for how summer would be: together with good friends.
even though it was rainy and soggy out, the day was beautiful. the senior breakfast went over well. graduation practice was smooth sailing.
everyone looked great, snapping picture after picture after picture in the student parking lot, cafeteria, hallway, classrooms. everyone gave hug after hug.
i gave my farewell address to the class. i was on cloud nine. as i walked up, i was not nervous but emotional, clenching my teeth to hold back tears. i know i talked too fast at first, but then i calmed down and spoke at times without even looking at my paper. people laughed. i was doing so well not crying, until one point. and when i cried, a long "awwwwww" spread across the auditorium. people cried with me. before my speech even ended, i received the longest round of applause, and again when it was over. it went over a million times better than expected. it was a good way to end.
after that i got a bunch of awards, which is always nice.
the slide show was amazing, thanks to dL.
then we got our yearbooks. in the library, everyone signed their hearts away until the very end of the day when they forced us to leave.
i went to my very last tennis practice ever, and had a hilarious time.
some friends went out for dinner that night, and to a party, and to airport hill to hang out. a good time.
it seemed like a good sign for how summer would be: together with good friends.
warning:
this might be the longest blog ever. brace yourself.
tuesday was a crazy day, planning the final details of prom, running around school, not having time to get my nails done. someone said "i feel bad for you- you're always running around for other people" and i was like yea, but its okay. i love my job as president and i wouldnt have it any other way. i live for the hustle-bustle, the deadlines and expectations. and i only have three days left of it, i said.
wednesday was even more crazy. went to school for about thirty minutes, then off to wachussett to set up for prom that night. got my hair done at rinse, loved it. went home and did my makeup, slipped on my cinderella-style dress and silver shoes, clipped on my sparkling jewelry, and was ready for prom. met up with adrienanna and shawn, yessy and evan at adrieannas for pictures. the rain stopped just in time to not frizz up our hair and ruin our dresses. went to st. v's for more and more pics, with 39 other people, all of which looked gorgeous. got kicked out of st. v's and loaded ourselves onto the amazing, huge, wicked cool party bus.
prom was great. everything looked gorgeous. all our hard work that was building up all year, all the fund raisers and organizing finally materialized into one succcessful, fun, and beautiful evening. the food was great, everyone danced, and i didn't hear many complaints at all. the photographer gave us a compliment i much appreciate: that he's done a million proms, and he's never seen one as organized as ours. we presented ms. sebring with a corsage for all of her hard work, she teared up. my dress was so hot to dance in but its okay because i still loved it. everyone got along, nothing really bad happened. success.
after prom ended, and it semed to end ever so quickly because i guess time really does fly when you're having fun, we all ogt back on the party bus, which we thought we had until 5 a.m. we had the music blasting an even better playlist than prom had. everyone was up dancing together. lots of laughs. just as i changed out of my dress into normal clothes, at about midnight, the bus drivers kicked us all out... even though we paid for 12 hours. so we were stranded in the middle of downtown worcester for a while, holding our dresses, and without enough cars to transport us all to where we wanted to go. luckily mel came and got me and chewy, and a bunch of people met up at denny's. by three a.m. we left and went home, since there somehoiw were no parties going on after senior prom. unbelievable, but it was fine.
chewy slept over my house. we woke up around 930 the next morning, and trudged into school. i was soooo tired. school was void of seniors. but i'm glad i went in to see the few people that were actually there. that night, after tennis practice and stuff, i went for a drive with yessy. i could not beleive the next day would be the last day of school. we went to starbucks, like old times. we teared up in my car talking about how it was all over.
i did a lot of thinking those days. at south, i have a reputation, a standing, a connection with faculty, trust, and respect. and now, i have to re-build that image from scratch again, after i worked so hard for four years to construct it. it'll be a challenge, but it's not impossible. i changed so much over the four years, that i know i can change even more and believe in myself. i was still in denial that the next day would be my last day at south. my last day at south. it seemed impossible. i felt like it was a joke. haha yea right, ill see you monday in mr. garcia's class to antagonize him with our humor, in the senior caf to eat lunch all together, in sebring's room to plan the next event. and tuesday, wednesday, etc.etc.etc. how could there be one day left? how could i fulfill all i'd want to say, all i'd want to do in one more day?
tuesday was a crazy day, planning the final details of prom, running around school, not having time to get my nails done. someone said "i feel bad for you- you're always running around for other people" and i was like yea, but its okay. i love my job as president and i wouldnt have it any other way. i live for the hustle-bustle, the deadlines and expectations. and i only have three days left of it, i said.
wednesday was even more crazy. went to school for about thirty minutes, then off to wachussett to set up for prom that night. got my hair done at rinse, loved it. went home and did my makeup, slipped on my cinderella-style dress and silver shoes, clipped on my sparkling jewelry, and was ready for prom. met up with adrienanna and shawn, yessy and evan at adrieannas for pictures. the rain stopped just in time to not frizz up our hair and ruin our dresses. went to st. v's for more and more pics, with 39 other people, all of which looked gorgeous. got kicked out of st. v's and loaded ourselves onto the amazing, huge, wicked cool party bus.
prom was great. everything looked gorgeous. all our hard work that was building up all year, all the fund raisers and organizing finally materialized into one succcessful, fun, and beautiful evening. the food was great, everyone danced, and i didn't hear many complaints at all. the photographer gave us a compliment i much appreciate: that he's done a million proms, and he's never seen one as organized as ours. we presented ms. sebring with a corsage for all of her hard work, she teared up. my dress was so hot to dance in but its okay because i still loved it. everyone got along, nothing really bad happened. success.
after prom ended, and it semed to end ever so quickly because i guess time really does fly when you're having fun, we all ogt back on the party bus, which we thought we had until 5 a.m. we had the music blasting an even better playlist than prom had. everyone was up dancing together. lots of laughs. just as i changed out of my dress into normal clothes, at about midnight, the bus drivers kicked us all out... even though we paid for 12 hours. so we were stranded in the middle of downtown worcester for a while, holding our dresses, and without enough cars to transport us all to where we wanted to go. luckily mel came and got me and chewy, and a bunch of people met up at denny's. by three a.m. we left and went home, since there somehoiw were no parties going on after senior prom. unbelievable, but it was fine.
chewy slept over my house. we woke up around 930 the next morning, and trudged into school. i was soooo tired. school was void of seniors. but i'm glad i went in to see the few people that were actually there. that night, after tennis practice and stuff, i went for a drive with yessy. i could not beleive the next day would be the last day of school. we went to starbucks, like old times. we teared up in my car talking about how it was all over.
i did a lot of thinking those days. at south, i have a reputation, a standing, a connection with faculty, trust, and respect. and now, i have to re-build that image from scratch again, after i worked so hard for four years to construct it. it'll be a challenge, but it's not impossible. i changed so much over the four years, that i know i can change even more and believe in myself. i was still in denial that the next day would be my last day at south. my last day at south. it seemed impossible. i felt like it was a joke. haha yea right, ill see you monday in mr. garcia's class to antagonize him with our humor, in the senior caf to eat lunch all together, in sebring's room to plan the next event. and tuesday, wednesday, etc.etc.etc. how could there be one day left? how could i fulfill all i'd want to say, all i'd want to do in one more day?
Monday, May 25, 2009
exactly one week
til graduation. i can't believe it at all.
i've been trying to make the most of my last days as a high-school-er. i guess you can say its working.
i've been trying to make the most of my last days as a high-school-er. i guess you can say its working.
Saturday, May 23, 2009
winding down
thursday night, i watched the graduation episodes of the o.c. with my cousins...
it brought me back to old times, watching that show with former friends, during certain parts of my life. every episode coincides with another moment of high school for me... and it's crazy it's about over.
friday was pretty great. we spent all of garcia's class doing the hokey pokey, limbo, hand games, and taking pics. go figure. had a little party in art, i revised my speech, sold over 260 senior prom tickets, and had no practice.
grace came over and we sunbathed in my back yard for a while, then saw the juniors off to thier prom. they all looked beautiful, and handsome, by the way. especially my girl monika whoi won prom queen :o*
andddd melissa evan grace yessy and i did slip and slide in my backyard. so fun. not gonna lie. probably the most fun i've had in a while.
then ate wicked good food my parents nicely made for us, played rock band at melissas, met up with other kids. yessy me and the boys went to the airport, just to chill. it was nice out.
i love doing nothing and everything with my favorite people.
and if this is how summer will be, i'll be satisfied getting dirty and soapy and bug-bitten in my back yard, or sitting under the stars on airport drive.
it brought me back to old times, watching that show with former friends, during certain parts of my life. every episode coincides with another moment of high school for me... and it's crazy it's about over.
friday was pretty great. we spent all of garcia's class doing the hokey pokey, limbo, hand games, and taking pics. go figure. had a little party in art, i revised my speech, sold over 260 senior prom tickets, and had no practice.
grace came over and we sunbathed in my back yard for a while, then saw the juniors off to thier prom. they all looked beautiful, and handsome, by the way. especially my girl monika whoi won prom queen :o*
andddd melissa evan grace yessy and i did slip and slide in my backyard. so fun. not gonna lie. probably the most fun i've had in a while.
then ate wicked good food my parents nicely made for us, played rock band at melissas, met up with other kids. yessy me and the boys went to the airport, just to chill. it was nice out.
i love doing nothing and everything with my favorite people.
and if this is how summer will be, i'll be satisfied getting dirty and soapy and bug-bitten in my back yard, or sitting under the stars on airport drive.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
flying by
the second to last week of school's almost over. actually, this week was the last actual week of school. next week is full of grad rehearsals, prom prep, prom itself, sleeping in, speech practicing, etc. etc. etc.
tuesday night was the nhs ceremony, it was well done after all. and i won another doubles match with kim.
last night was the band/chorus concert. it was so good. i love south for that kind of thing. and i won another doubles match with jess.
today was my last final. killed it. and it was my last superintendents advisory council meeting. it would have been my last senior class meeting too but ms. s had to leave so we didn't have one.
just made muffins from scratch for a breakfast party in art tomorrow.
now i'm heading off to tennis practice!
peaaace out.
oh and i DID start writing my speech for graduation. i have a solid draft done. it needs some work but i had to bite my tongue typing it in mr. d's class, i'm gonna ball my eyes out reading it, i'm telling you.
tuesday night was the nhs ceremony, it was well done after all. and i won another doubles match with kim.
last night was the band/chorus concert. it was so good. i love south for that kind of thing. and i won another doubles match with jess.
today was my last final. killed it. and it was my last superintendents advisory council meeting. it would have been my last senior class meeting too but ms. s had to leave so we didn't have one.
just made muffins from scratch for a breakfast party in art tomorrow.
now i'm heading off to tennis practice!
peaaace out.
oh and i DID start writing my speech for graduation. i have a solid draft done. it needs some work but i had to bite my tongue typing it in mr. d's class, i'm gonna ball my eyes out reading it, i'm telling you.
Monday, May 18, 2009
the beginning
of the end
today was the last monday of high school, ever. what the heck, how did this happen?
in ap lit we made "toasts" to our four years at south and people/things that have affected us. it was really cute and sweet, and i'm not gonna lie i shed a few tears as did almost everyone else. it made me realize that i'll miss all the kids at south that i've been with these four years, even if they aren't my best friends, even if they are just classmates that i have a strictly in-school relationship with. and i'll miss my teachers and administrators who i toasted because south really does have the best i could hope for.
now i'm scared for class day when i have to make my speech to all 300 of my peers about everything we've all beent hrough together. i'm gonna be a mess.
something happened today though that made me realize how dirty some people are. how kniving and attention-seeking and fake and plastic. it made me wanna punch a bitch so hard. and knowing me, thats a lot to say. it's a bad feeling.
then something else happened that made me realize some people have redeaming qualities, like being able to say sorry and act maturely. its a good feeling.
oh, i won another tennis match :o) this time with jess against BMR. niiice.
and on the bus ride to BMR, i started writing my graduation speech, zomg. please let me pull it off without crying.
because i will be THAT GIRL that cries and cries at graduation.
because its all over.
my fave new somg is "best i ever had" by drake, i've listened to it a zillion times the past couple days. idk why. its catchy and cute.
interview for a scholarship in the morning. cool.
went to the drive ins last weekend for the first time in seriously at least ten years. it was fun.
made a movie about stats with chewy and some guest stars. it was a good time. you should see it some time.
my life seems O.D. busy lately.
i'm gonna try to sleep tight tonight.
bye!
8 school days left.
today was the last monday of high school, ever. what the heck, how did this happen?
in ap lit we made "toasts" to our four years at south and people/things that have affected us. it was really cute and sweet, and i'm not gonna lie i shed a few tears as did almost everyone else. it made me realize that i'll miss all the kids at south that i've been with these four years, even if they aren't my best friends, even if they are just classmates that i have a strictly in-school relationship with. and i'll miss my teachers and administrators who i toasted because south really does have the best i could hope for.
now i'm scared for class day when i have to make my speech to all 300 of my peers about everything we've all beent hrough together. i'm gonna be a mess.
something happened today though that made me realize how dirty some people are. how kniving and attention-seeking and fake and plastic. it made me wanna punch a bitch so hard. and knowing me, thats a lot to say. it's a bad feeling.
then something else happened that made me realize some people have redeaming qualities, like being able to say sorry and act maturely. its a good feeling.
oh, i won another tennis match :o) this time with jess against BMR. niiice.
and on the bus ride to BMR, i started writing my graduation speech, zomg. please let me pull it off without crying.
because i will be THAT GIRL that cries and cries at graduation.
because its all over.
my fave new somg is "best i ever had" by drake, i've listened to it a zillion times the past couple days. idk why. its catchy and cute.
interview for a scholarship in the morning. cool.
went to the drive ins last weekend for the first time in seriously at least ten years. it was fun.
made a movie about stats with chewy and some guest stars. it was a good time. you should see it some time.
my life seems O.D. busy lately.
i'm gonna try to sleep tight tonight.
bye!
8 school days left.
Friday, May 15, 2009
as of 1:43 p.m.
life was good.
played second doubles with meg vs/ holy name, kicked their asses six-love, six-love. my first ever varsity win (only third varsity game ever played, so technically my record's one and two. not too bad, ahaha)
laughed a lot on the bus ride back to south.
made spur-the-moment plans with jess and ann to go to the drive ins with melissa and i and evan.
ate fastfood for the first time in i dont even remember how long.
watched wolverine under the stars wrapped up in blankets.
played "never have i ever" and tied with jess for winner. because we're both angels. maaaybe ;o)
stopped over simon's.
went home.
most importantly, avoided drama for a few hours. muy bien!
let's keep this upppp.
a few other things:
-i'm a finalist for another scholarship. woo.
- i got a pink slip (not cool) but i dont give a &^*%^&*% because i'll end up getting an A in that joke of a psych class. watch me.
-i took a three hour nap yesterday. never do that. it was beyond amazing.
-i miss someone really bad lately. it's sad. but "i know what's good for me."
-exactly 2 weeks until the last day of highschool ever! not sure how i feel about that at this point.
- i need to write my graduation speech so freakin bad.
played second doubles with meg vs/ holy name, kicked their asses six-love, six-love. my first ever varsity win (only third varsity game ever played, so technically my record's one and two. not too bad, ahaha)
laughed a lot on the bus ride back to south.
made spur-the-moment plans with jess and ann to go to the drive ins with melissa and i and evan.
ate fastfood for the first time in i dont even remember how long.
watched wolverine under the stars wrapped up in blankets.
played "never have i ever" and tied with jess for winner. because we're both angels. maaaybe ;o)
stopped over simon's.
went home.
most importantly, avoided drama for a few hours. muy bien!
let's keep this upppp.
a few other things:
-i'm a finalist for another scholarship. woo.
- i got a pink slip (not cool) but i dont give a &^*%^&*% because i'll end up getting an A in that joke of a psych class. watch me.
-i took a three hour nap yesterday. never do that. it was beyond amazing.
-i miss someone really bad lately. it's sad. but "i know what's good for me."
-exactly 2 weeks until the last day of highschool ever! not sure how i feel about that at this point.
- i need to write my graduation speech so freakin bad.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
it's the end of senior year
dear everyone,
can we stop being assholes, and act like we can actually handle going off into the real world? i would greatly appreciate it.
highest regards,
andrea
can we stop being assholes, and act like we can actually handle going off into the real world? i would greatly appreciate it.
highest regards,
andrea
Sunday, May 10, 2009
i hate miley cyrus but....
i feel a connection like whoa to "the climb."
just heard it in the car, and its the first time i really paid attention to the lyrics....
highschool's almost over. this CLIMB is almost over. so much has happened. its been hard. its been a challenge. people have been jerks. but its been the greatest four years, all working up to june 1st, where i can get the heck out.
and now i'm scared i'm not ready.
....even if everything sucks right now and no one cares and idc if that sounds emo. bite me.
p.s. i love my mom. it's mothers day and i dont care what anyone says, my mom is the best. i dont know what id do without her. we will go about our lives singing girls just wanna have fun on saturday mornings on our way to the mall, lmao.
just heard it in the car, and its the first time i really paid attention to the lyrics....
highschool's almost over. this CLIMB is almost over. so much has happened. its been hard. its been a challenge. people have been jerks. but its been the greatest four years, all working up to june 1st, where i can get the heck out.
and now i'm scared i'm not ready.
....even if everything sucks right now and no one cares and idc if that sounds emo. bite me.
p.s. i love my mom. it's mothers day and i dont care what anyone says, my mom is the best. i dont know what id do without her. we will go about our lives singing girls just wanna have fun on saturday mornings on our way to the mall, lmao.
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
when its over
how is it that things are winding down so quickly?
i'm already done with my ap art portfolio, which i was rushing and worried would not happen. the senior art show has already passed, my final display of the creativity which sprang from room 262 and made academia bearable the past three years and made my life, whether you know it or not, way different, way more dimensional, and way better. i should upload my art sometime. most people haven't seen it. but i'm not looking for self-importance, nor recognition. it's just a big part of me. especially since a lot of them are self portraits. i think i know who i am more now, how cliche does that sound?
and today is my ap stats test. basically the last time i'll have to use my knowlege from my favorite academic class this year, with my favorite teacher from throughout my high school careeer. last night, i studied. i haven't seriously studied in a long time it seems. it was almost refreshing, seeing as senioritis has taken over my immune system lately. it reminded me of the nerd i was/am in highschool.
then thursday is ap english.
weird thing is, idk if any of these ap's will mean anything to my future but... each of them very well could. i love art. love it so much. and want to maybe minor in it, or go into advertising or something arts-y thats a legit professional career, like an art director for a company like apple, designing cool product displays and eye-catching marketing. and stats, i very well could be going into business, and we all know all the applications of statistics now! and english, i must admit i love writing... creatively. not like essays and term papers, ew, but like about my life, about experiences, about what's going on. i can write a killer speech, i can write effective stories, i can relay a story for the newspaper quite alright.
where will i be in four years?
It's not fair
To find you there
Waiting on
I don't care
I care
Way too much
Wait and see
That you are inside of
The places that you knew you love
The only time you'll ever trust
You are done
It's all been done
It's not fair
to find you there
waiting for me
I dont care
because I care way too much
Wait and see
That you are inside of
The places that you knew you love
The only time you'll ever try
You are done,
It's all been done
i'm already done with my ap art portfolio, which i was rushing and worried would not happen. the senior art show has already passed, my final display of the creativity which sprang from room 262 and made academia bearable the past three years and made my life, whether you know it or not, way different, way more dimensional, and way better. i should upload my art sometime. most people haven't seen it. but i'm not looking for self-importance, nor recognition. it's just a big part of me. especially since a lot of them are self portraits. i think i know who i am more now, how cliche does that sound?
and today is my ap stats test. basically the last time i'll have to use my knowlege from my favorite academic class this year, with my favorite teacher from throughout my high school careeer. last night, i studied. i haven't seriously studied in a long time it seems. it was almost refreshing, seeing as senioritis has taken over my immune system lately. it reminded me of the nerd i was/am in highschool.
then thursday is ap english.
weird thing is, idk if any of these ap's will mean anything to my future but... each of them very well could. i love art. love it so much. and want to maybe minor in it, or go into advertising or something arts-y thats a legit professional career, like an art director for a company like apple, designing cool product displays and eye-catching marketing. and stats, i very well could be going into business, and we all know all the applications of statistics now! and english, i must admit i love writing... creatively. not like essays and term papers, ew, but like about my life, about experiences, about what's going on. i can write a killer speech, i can write effective stories, i can relay a story for the newspaper quite alright.
where will i be in four years?
It's not fair
To find you there
Waiting on
I don't care
I care
Way too much
Wait and see
That you are inside of
The places that you knew you love
The only time you'll ever trust
You are done
It's all been done
It's not fair
to find you there
waiting for me
I dont care
because I care way too much
Wait and see
That you are inside of
The places that you knew you love
The only time you'll ever try
You are done,
It's all been done
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
where have i left off? well i'll cut to the fun stuff.
thursday i shadowed b.c.... love it of course. (did i mention they gave me an extra four grand?! i'm so excited, it keeps getting better and better and better)then went to via with my family for a pre-birthday dinner.
friday i turned 18! yes, i am now an adult. i went to buffumville lake with yessy, adrieanna, melissa, evan, hung, and donald. it was sunny, beautiful, and we just chilled on the sand, played wiffle ball, and... stuff. lol. a few shades of tan and a few dares later, we went out for icecream then met up at yessy's later that night for some more good times, with some more good friends (i.e. graceoday&jose&randomasian). i stayed up all night because people were being ridic loud and talkitive, playing neverhaveiever and telling stories. i definitely left out some crucial details of this day but, i'm not writing them all on this blog, sorry!
...then i woke up mad early from my <2 hours of sleep to do a senior class fundraiser (go figure). it was liek a zillion degrees and i was dying but i went to w.p.i. after with grace and don to see four year strong play a free, outdoor show that was pretty cool... and there were a few gorgeous guys that didn't hurt the atmosphere. quick nap, redbulls, and off i was to the senior scavenger hunt where yessy, melissa, evan and i kicked assssssss beyond compare. just for a few things we did... yessy kissed a black guy, melissa swam in a lake with her clothes on, evan stole a reflector out of someone's yard, and i taught someone to soulja boy. fun stuff.
sunday sucked with homework, most of which i didnt do.
monday sucked too. im ready for school to end just about.
tuesday was senior skip day and a bajillion degrees. a ton of people showed up, and it was a good time.. until we got kicked out by authorities. oh well! then me melissa yessy michelle and i just drove around (hi black mazda... was it a mazda? lol. hi people IN the black car!)
andddddddd today was a normal day. school, senior buisiness, classes, tennis, bla bla.
hey, i need to work on my graduation speech soon, really bad. shoot.
oh and umm. am i overthinking somethings? i think i prob am. i tend to do that. oh well.
;o) byeee :o*
thursday i shadowed b.c.... love it of course. (did i mention they gave me an extra four grand?! i'm so excited, it keeps getting better and better and better)then went to via with my family for a pre-birthday dinner.
friday i turned 18! yes, i am now an adult. i went to buffumville lake with yessy, adrieanna, melissa, evan, hung, and donald. it was sunny, beautiful, and we just chilled on the sand, played wiffle ball, and... stuff. lol. a few shades of tan and a few dares later, we went out for icecream then met up at yessy's later that night for some more good times, with some more good friends (i.e. graceoday&jose&randomasian). i stayed up all night because people were being ridic loud and talkitive, playing neverhaveiever and telling stories. i definitely left out some crucial details of this day but, i'm not writing them all on this blog, sorry!
...then i woke up mad early from my <2 hours of sleep to do a senior class fundraiser (go figure). it was liek a zillion degrees and i was dying but i went to w.p.i. after with grace and don to see four year strong play a free, outdoor show that was pretty cool... and there were a few gorgeous guys that didn't hurt the atmosphere. quick nap, redbulls, and off i was to the senior scavenger hunt where yessy, melissa, evan and i kicked assssssss beyond compare. just for a few things we did... yessy kissed a black guy, melissa swam in a lake with her clothes on, evan stole a reflector out of someone's yard, and i taught someone to soulja boy. fun stuff.
sunday sucked with homework, most of which i didnt do.
monday sucked too. im ready for school to end just about.
tuesday was senior skip day and a bajillion degrees. a ton of people showed up, and it was a good time.. until we got kicked out by authorities. oh well! then me melissa yessy michelle and i just drove around (hi black mazda... was it a mazda? lol. hi people IN the black car!)
andddddddd today was a normal day. school, senior buisiness, classes, tennis, bla bla.
hey, i need to work on my graduation speech soon, really bad. shoot.
oh and umm. am i overthinking somethings? i think i prob am. i tend to do that. oh well.
;o) byeee :o*
i wish
vacation was still here? and i want to relay my life to you, but i'm doing an essay for ap lit on a wednesday at five a.m. once again. ttyl!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
closing in
on the last five minutes of my childhood.
what do i have to say for myself, you ask?
dayyyyyyyyyyyyummmmmmmmmmm.
what do i have to say for myself, you ask?
dayyyyyyyyyyyyummmmmmmmmmm.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
stoked
about a lot of things
-BC gets more exciting to me everyday. i just met two med students at this party. one went to bc and one's sister is a senior at bc. both absolutely love(d) it. the one that went there gave me her info so i could talk to her about her experience, professors, any questions i have, etc etc etc which is wicked good. still have failed to find anyone who has not liked it there, or anyone who knows anyone who didnt like it. can't wait to shadow thursday.
-18th birthday is on friday(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) can't wait. well ya i can but i can't believe i'm gonna be an actual adult. i want to get a piercing. and do other eighteen year old things, even if that's lame and cliche... because i can!
-vacation. i actually took a NAP today. i never do that! i'm finally letting myself relax. woooooo. and chillin with my friends is always good..... even if it consists of sitting in the back of a car all squished or winning a boomerang at a shitty arcade and going to the world's biggest mcdonalds playplace for like < 2 minutes.
p.s. grace if you read this i miss you :-*
-BC gets more exciting to me everyday. i just met two med students at this party. one went to bc and one's sister is a senior at bc. both absolutely love(d) it. the one that went there gave me her info so i could talk to her about her experience, professors, any questions i have, etc etc etc which is wicked good. still have failed to find anyone who has not liked it there, or anyone who knows anyone who didnt like it. can't wait to shadow thursday.
-18th birthday is on friday(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) can't wait. well ya i can but i can't believe i'm gonna be an actual adult. i want to get a piercing. and do other eighteen year old things, even if that's lame and cliche... because i can!
-vacation. i actually took a NAP today. i never do that! i'm finally letting myself relax. woooooo. and chillin with my friends is always good..... even if it consists of sitting in the back of a car all squished or winning a boomerang at a shitty arcade and going to the world's biggest mcdonalds playplace for like < 2 minutes.
p.s. grace if you read this i miss you :-*
Sunday, April 19, 2009
fly like an eagle
i went to BC's admitted eagle day today. it was gorgeous. everyone was ridiculously nice from the get-go. the very first person i met was some admissions officer guy who was so sweet, and happy with his job, and so appreciative of us, of me. the last person i met was this other prospective student from chicago who seemed wicked cool, like i'd want to be her friend when we're both there, and she was wicked nice as was her mom. and! everyyyyyone congratulated each kid for getting in. i thought that was nice. like they finally appreciate the hard work high schoolers do!
i felt comfortable there. it was a very welcoming, warm environment. the whole jesuit philiosphy is so moral and just GOOD. i think my values would go a long way there. and i'd grow a lot as a person.
the academics are amazing. the presentations on the business school, communications and marketing were really appealing to me. even more appealing was the help available to figure myself out and what i want to do. doesnt hurt the business school is in the prettiest building there.
it was a text book definition of a "college." there were kids playing frisbee on the greens. everyone was wearing either northfaces or bc gear. the campus is a legit campus. the dorms are dorm-y (and pretty nice for dorm-y dorms). everyone was smiling and happy looking. all the kids i saw were having a good time, and said they loved it.
and the green line is rightt there. so i could hop in and show kids not from the area around boston. and get an internship there. and a job in the future. :o)
and study abroad! i want to study abroad!
the people were not snobby like i thought they'd be. i didnt see anyone in gucci stillettos or armani suits walking around on the regular, the style some people warned me of (maybe thinking i wouldnt keep up? ha, lol.) they were NORMAL looking. like not weird british twin boys who dont talk or strangly white chicks from the suburbs with orange leggings, polka dotted skirts, and floral ten-sizes-too-big sweaters like i met at BU. and there is diversity at BC! which i didnt think there was. and im glad there is because i'd get bored otherwise.
oh and did i mention hot guys? in every possible direction i looked in. true story.
long stroy short: i'm cancelling my shadowing appointment at BU that i had for tuesday.
i am now a BC Eagle.
i felt comfortable there. it was a very welcoming, warm environment. the whole jesuit philiosphy is so moral and just GOOD. i think my values would go a long way there. and i'd grow a lot as a person.
the academics are amazing. the presentations on the business school, communications and marketing were really appealing to me. even more appealing was the help available to figure myself out and what i want to do. doesnt hurt the business school is in the prettiest building there.
it was a text book definition of a "college." there were kids playing frisbee on the greens. everyone was wearing either northfaces or bc gear. the campus is a legit campus. the dorms are dorm-y (and pretty nice for dorm-y dorms). everyone was smiling and happy looking. all the kids i saw were having a good time, and said they loved it.
and the green line is rightt there. so i could hop in and show kids not from the area around boston. and get an internship there. and a job in the future. :o)
and study abroad! i want to study abroad!
the people were not snobby like i thought they'd be. i didnt see anyone in gucci stillettos or armani suits walking around on the regular, the style some people warned me of (maybe thinking i wouldnt keep up? ha, lol.) they were NORMAL looking. like not weird british twin boys who dont talk or strangly white chicks from the suburbs with orange leggings, polka dotted skirts, and floral ten-sizes-too-big sweaters like i met at BU. and there is diversity at BC! which i didnt think there was. and im glad there is because i'd get bored otherwise.
oh and did i mention hot guys? in every possible direction i looked in. true story.
long stroy short: i'm cancelling my shadowing appointment at BU that i had for tuesday.
i am now a BC Eagle.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
28 days
to kick the habit
28 days to let you go
28 days and I'll be on my own.
how convenient, "sorry" by ashley simpson sings about the 28 days left in the school year, and exactly my sentiments at the moment.
thanks girrrrl.
28 days to let you go
28 days and I'll be on my own.
how convenient, "sorry" by ashley simpson sings about the 28 days left in the school year, and exactly my sentiments at the moment.
thanks girrrrl.
Saturday, April 11, 2009
this is why
i love my family.
my brother is closing on 21. i'm weeks away from being 18.
yet, my parents decided to throw us an easter egg hunt.
see, danny's working in the a.m. so they decided to do it tonight so we could all be together.
how cute is that?
i dont know if you've noticed but.. i've been really down lately. not friday, because i was on the go in boston and out with yessy eating sushi etc etc etc but in school last week, then today. just for whatever reason i've been down, plain and simple. why, i couldn't tell you honestly the real reason because i'm not clear myself. but as i walked in my house at like 1130 from babysitting to find a bright pink plastic easter egg on the table with my name on it, and one next to it bright blue for danny, leading to successive easter eggs all around the house, i was just so childishly happy. it was so cute. my family's great.
brady-status. love it.
btw,
happy easter. i'll be all dressed up with my cousins, aunts, uncles, broter, parents, and family friends tomorrow at my aunts house, eating deliciously, catching up, and playing wiffleball later on i'm sure. pretty excited.
peace out.
my brother is closing on 21. i'm weeks away from being 18.
yet, my parents decided to throw us an easter egg hunt.
see, danny's working in the a.m. so they decided to do it tonight so we could all be together.
how cute is that?
i dont know if you've noticed but.. i've been really down lately. not friday, because i was on the go in boston and out with yessy eating sushi etc etc etc but in school last week, then today. just for whatever reason i've been down, plain and simple. why, i couldn't tell you honestly the real reason because i'm not clear myself. but as i walked in my house at like 1130 from babysitting to find a bright pink plastic easter egg on the table with my name on it, and one next to it bright blue for danny, leading to successive easter eggs all around the house, i was just so childishly happy. it was so cute. my family's great.
brady-status. love it.
btw,
happy easter. i'll be all dressed up with my cousins, aunts, uncles, broter, parents, and family friends tomorrow at my aunts house, eating deliciously, catching up, and playing wiffleball later on i'm sure. pretty excited.
peace out.
Friday, April 10, 2009
BU:pro's and con's
Pro's:
-i love the metropolitan campus
-there's so many people to meet
- very very very diverse. i think i'd learn a lot about people there
- very impressed with the dean of college of arts and sciences
- very very very impressed with the dean of students
- i want to live in a brownstone when im an upperclassman
-so many options!
-i'd really focus on my school work (see the fifth bullet in "con's for clarification)
-the girls seem normal, like i'd fit in with them
-b.u. beach = heavenly
-walking distance form newbusry street
-wicked cool clubs and organizations that i'd want to join
-wicked cool events to go to
-wicked good sports teams (mainly hockey) that i'd be a superfan of
-terriers are cute
-the t is right there
- i know some people that might go there too.
-i got pretty good financial aid (but see the seventh bullet in "con's"...)
-it was my first college crush. love at first sight.
-core curriculum to get me on track
-good work study programs to make $$
-travel abroad = wickkedddd goooodddd
-community projects sound so cool and fun and rewarding
-theres a chapel on campus
-its in boston. my fave city ever.
Con's:
-the campus isn't a closed campus.
-i'm scared i might get lost in the crowd
-is the college of arts and sciences right for me? i tihnk i just applied there because "undecided" was a concentration option. and i'm definitely undecided.
-the normal dorms are only so-so
-THE GUYS ARE FREAKIN' HIDEOUS (surprisingly) other than like two okay-ish white guys and like three okay asian guys and maybe like one latin guy. what the hell. i can't meet a future husband like that. they werent even trendy!
- i know some people that might go there too. (this could be bad as well. not bad but hold me back from meeting people? prob not but i'll list it here too to be safe.)
-i'd leave with double the loans than i would if i went to b.c.
-maybe love at first sight is artificial
HMMMMM.
can't wait to go see BC next sunday. then shadow at both colleges.
expect more blogs
Nowww. i'm going to get sushi at baba with yessy.
only i would get up at 4 for a 6 a.m. train, walk around boston all day, then go out again at night.
I NEED A GIRLS NIGHT THOUGH so whatever <3
-i love the metropolitan campus
-there's so many people to meet
- very very very diverse. i think i'd learn a lot about people there
- very impressed with the dean of college of arts and sciences
- very very very impressed with the dean of students
- i want to live in a brownstone when im an upperclassman
-so many options!
-i'd really focus on my school work (see the fifth bullet in "con's for clarification)
-the girls seem normal, like i'd fit in with them
-b.u. beach = heavenly
-walking distance form newbusry street
-wicked cool clubs and organizations that i'd want to join
-wicked cool events to go to
-wicked good sports teams (mainly hockey) that i'd be a superfan of
-terriers are cute
-the t is right there
- i know some people that might go there too.
-i got pretty good financial aid (but see the seventh bullet in "con's"...)
-it was my first college crush. love at first sight.
-core curriculum to get me on track
-good work study programs to make $$
-travel abroad = wickkedddd goooodddd
-community projects sound so cool and fun and rewarding
-theres a chapel on campus
-its in boston. my fave city ever.
Con's:
-the campus isn't a closed campus.
-i'm scared i might get lost in the crowd
-is the college of arts and sciences right for me? i tihnk i just applied there because "undecided" was a concentration option. and i'm definitely undecided.
-the normal dorms are only so-so
-THE GUYS ARE FREAKIN' HIDEOUS (surprisingly) other than like two okay-ish white guys and like three okay asian guys and maybe like one latin guy. what the hell. i can't meet a future husband like that. they werent even trendy!
- i know some people that might go there too. (this could be bad as well. not bad but hold me back from meeting people? prob not but i'll list it here too to be safe.)
-i'd leave with double the loans than i would if i went to b.c.
-maybe love at first sight is artificial
HMMMMM.
can't wait to go see BC next sunday. then shadow at both colleges.
expect more blogs
Nowww. i'm going to get sushi at baba with yessy.
only i would get up at 4 for a 6 a.m. train, walk around boston all day, then go out again at night.
I NEED A GIRLS NIGHT THOUGH so whatever <3
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
beautiful disaster
Mr. Bierfeldt died, former and may i say excellent principal of sullivan middle school.
i wanted to badly to go to his wake. he was such a good man, hardworking, knew everyone, cared about everyone, very intelligent.
my mom and i decided to go, even though it was my mom's birthday and i realize that's horribly depressing to do on your birthday.
we get in the car. drive to grove street. and the traffic is heavy.
turning the corner, we see a line of people standing outside of the funeral parlor.
and down the steps.
and onto the sidewalk.
and down the street,
and around the corner.
and down the next street.
and on and on.
that line would have been minimum three hours to just reach the funeral parlor's door.
if it was any other night, i would have froze my bum off in my heels and skirt.
but i couldn't tonight. but i tried.
i'm really glad that someone who is so deserving is so obviously appreciated. although it may have taken death for him to be recognized fully, its nice to see that so many people care.
and it made me realize something.
i'm only seventeen. i have a million things to do in my life. but i wanted to honor this person's life.
and for that, i thank my family. my family has raised me well. i dont even know who i would be without them. especially my mother, whose birthday is today. and i really love her and she does everything for me, even goes with me to a wake on her birthday.
hopefully i'll make it to the funeral tomorrow.
rest in peace, mr. bierfeldt.
and happy birthday mom..
i wanted to badly to go to his wake. he was such a good man, hardworking, knew everyone, cared about everyone, very intelligent.
my mom and i decided to go, even though it was my mom's birthday and i realize that's horribly depressing to do on your birthday.
we get in the car. drive to grove street. and the traffic is heavy.
turning the corner, we see a line of people standing outside of the funeral parlor.
and down the steps.
and onto the sidewalk.
and down the street,
and around the corner.
and down the next street.
and on and on.
that line would have been minimum three hours to just reach the funeral parlor's door.
if it was any other night, i would have froze my bum off in my heels and skirt.
but i couldn't tonight. but i tried.
i'm really glad that someone who is so deserving is so obviously appreciated. although it may have taken death for him to be recognized fully, its nice to see that so many people care.
and it made me realize something.
i'm only seventeen. i have a million things to do in my life. but i wanted to honor this person's life.
and for that, i thank my family. my family has raised me well. i dont even know who i would be without them. especially my mother, whose birthday is today. and i really love her and she does everything for me, even goes with me to a wake on her birthday.
hopefully i'll make it to the funeral tomorrow.
rest in peace, mr. bierfeldt.
and happy birthday mom..
Monday, April 6, 2009
four a.m.
doing homework? yea. this is so unlike me.
see, until about a month ago, i had a pretty strict "ten o'clock rule," setting ten p.m. as basically my personal deadline to have all my work done the night before it is due. and i abided by this rule almost religiously. this rule is null and void as of late. i've been staying up long hours. and i even woke up at four a.m. to finish a 3-5 page paper that i only wrote one short paragraph for yesterday. could it be that i'm just turning into everyone else with crazy highschool study habits? no, i know what it is...
senioritis. gotta love it.
see, until about a month ago, i had a pretty strict "ten o'clock rule," setting ten p.m. as basically my personal deadline to have all my work done the night before it is due. and i abided by this rule almost religiously. this rule is null and void as of late. i've been staying up long hours. and i even woke up at four a.m. to finish a 3-5 page paper that i only wrote one short paragraph for yesterday. could it be that i'm just turning into everyone else with crazy highschool study habits? no, i know what it is...
senioritis. gotta love it.
Saturday, April 4, 2009
i think i'll
go to boston.
scratch that. i know i will.
i LOVE boston. i can NOT wait to live there next year.
there's nothing to do in worceser, which leads to my friends and i driving around egging things and taking pictures at crappy worcester airport in the freezing wind. or daring people to swallow goldfish or kiss people they don't know.
won't lie, that $hit's fun sometimes. but i want a change...
and that change will come. really soon.
today i went to boston with my mom and some family friends. such a good time. shopped on newbury, walked a lot, ate at magiano's, shopped more at downtown crossing. oh yea, i saw an old homeless man piss on the commons, but OTHER than that, it was beautiful, even with the rain and clouds and wind.
i got a johnny cupcakes shirt. i got other cute clothes.
i got a clutch and this thing to put in my hair for prom. i specifically was shopping for prom shoes, but didnt find any i liked that werent a million dollars, so that's the only thing i really need to buy for prom now. that's coming up really soooon.
oh and i mentioned how i want to do a semester abroad eventually. my mom looked like she was going to cry. i'm gonna miss my mom when i go to college. we're really close. ask melissa. she'll get what i mean.
night!x3
scratch that. i know i will.
i LOVE boston. i can NOT wait to live there next year.
there's nothing to do in worceser, which leads to my friends and i driving around egging things and taking pictures at crappy worcester airport in the freezing wind. or daring people to swallow goldfish or kiss people they don't know.
won't lie, that $hit's fun sometimes. but i want a change...
and that change will come. really soon.
today i went to boston with my mom and some family friends. such a good time. shopped on newbury, walked a lot, ate at magiano's, shopped more at downtown crossing. oh yea, i saw an old homeless man piss on the commons, but OTHER than that, it was beautiful, even with the rain and clouds and wind.
i got a johnny cupcakes shirt. i got other cute clothes.
i got a clutch and this thing to put in my hair for prom. i specifically was shopping for prom shoes, but didnt find any i liked that werent a million dollars, so that's the only thing i really need to buy for prom now. that's coming up really soooon.
oh and i mentioned how i want to do a semester abroad eventually. my mom looked like she was going to cry. i'm gonna miss my mom when i go to college. we're really close. ask melissa. she'll get what i mean.
night!x3
Thursday, April 2, 2009
first time
i think i've ever been kicked out of anything? probably.
i got kicked out of tennis practice. oh well.
it wasn't only me. it was a lot of girls i think. i left too quick to notice.
for the reasons of: "laughing" (sorry.) "being with our boyfriends"(which i don't have. just boys that are friends.) "having a grand old time" (sorry again.) and not supporting the team by watching one specific match closely (sorry girls, really.) sure learned my lesson.
basically f my l.
not only did i get kicked out of practice, but i forgot my shoes at home so i sped and almost killed myself a few times to get home and back to practice on time. what a waste. and how about donnely's class was just ridic it made my had hurt. an hour and a half of senseless debating. and. spring fling-- we've sold 28 tickets. and its tomorrow. cool. its so not gonna happen unless we sell 100+ tickets tomorrow. good luck me. why does everyone hate the senior class? whatever, because adrieanna and i are going to go out dressed up tomorrow night even if this dance we've worked hard on gets canceled.
oh AND.
i know something you don't knowwwwwwww.
and you're gonna regret something you did because of this somethingggggg.
ha!
all better :o) byyyye
i got kicked out of tennis practice. oh well.
it wasn't only me. it was a lot of girls i think. i left too quick to notice.
for the reasons of: "laughing" (sorry.) "being with our boyfriends"(which i don't have. just boys that are friends.) "having a grand old time" (sorry again.) and not supporting the team by watching one specific match closely (sorry girls, really.) sure learned my lesson.
basically f my l.
not only did i get kicked out of practice, but i forgot my shoes at home so i sped and almost killed myself a few times to get home and back to practice on time. what a waste. and how about donnely's class was just ridic it made my had hurt. an hour and a half of senseless debating. and. spring fling-- we've sold 28 tickets. and its tomorrow. cool. its so not gonna happen unless we sell 100+ tickets tomorrow. good luck me. why does everyone hate the senior class? whatever, because adrieanna and i are going to go out dressed up tomorrow night even if this dance we've worked hard on gets canceled.
oh AND.
i know something you don't knowwwwwwww.
and you're gonna regret something you did because of this somethingggggg.
ha!
all better :o) byyyye
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
ivy
shmivy.
BU or BC, i'm yours. and i'm so happy about that. can't wait to visit you both and decide which one i love more.
the college process is over and i've learned a lot from it. about a lot of things.
not that anyone will read all these, but here they go:
1. don't cut yourself short. might as well try for the hard ones. if you only settle, you'll never know what could have been.
2. don't be pessimistic. i thought i'd get no money from my favorite schools. and i did.
3. don't be too optimistic, either. don't get your hopes set on one place. that way, in the end, when you end up in that place it'll be all the more fulfilling. and if you don't, you won't break your own heart over it.
4.test the waters. some schools sound good, but aren't so nice up close and personal. cough cough holy cross people are jerksss.
5. accept rejection. no one can get them all. pity being waitlisted. never settle for being second best. if a school doesn't want you 100%, why should you want it back at all? look at it like having a crush on someone who wants someone else. ha.
6. don't take it personally. people, i've noticed, get the weirdest combos of accceptances and rejections, ones that are really unexpected. you could get into duke and not worcester state, for all i know.
7. put it in perspective. college is major. when you're going through the college process, once you get an acceptance letter or a scholarship notification, all of your other miniscule problems will fade into the distance, i promise. what really matters will shine through.
8. realize a place does not equal happiness. don't be sad if you don't get in somewhere. chances are, its not right for you and you wouldnt be happy there. not that im in college yet but, i have a feeling that where you end up is where you should end up if you let it happen that way. and happiness will follow.
9. don't be too eager. it seems like yesterday i was working all night on applications, revising essays to no end, and stressing deadlines. and boom, before i knew it i've heard back from all my schools and im about to make my decision soon about where i'm going. ah!
10. hard work pays off. even if it seems the homework, activities, tests, and crazy teachers aren't gonna land you anywhere... they will. i promise, again.
i should write a book. or maybe an article. hm ;o)
BU or BC, i'm yours. and i'm so happy about that. can't wait to visit you both and decide which one i love more.
the college process is over and i've learned a lot from it. about a lot of things.
not that anyone will read all these, but here they go:
1. don't cut yourself short. might as well try for the hard ones. if you only settle, you'll never know what could have been.
2. don't be pessimistic. i thought i'd get no money from my favorite schools. and i did.
3. don't be too optimistic, either. don't get your hopes set on one place. that way, in the end, when you end up in that place it'll be all the more fulfilling. and if you don't, you won't break your own heart over it.
4.test the waters. some schools sound good, but aren't so nice up close and personal. cough cough holy cross people are jerksss.
5. accept rejection. no one can get them all. pity being waitlisted. never settle for being second best. if a school doesn't want you 100%, why should you want it back at all? look at it like having a crush on someone who wants someone else. ha.
6. don't take it personally. people, i've noticed, get the weirdest combos of accceptances and rejections, ones that are really unexpected. you could get into duke and not worcester state, for all i know.
7. put it in perspective. college is major. when you're going through the college process, once you get an acceptance letter or a scholarship notification, all of your other miniscule problems will fade into the distance, i promise. what really matters will shine through.
8. realize a place does not equal happiness. don't be sad if you don't get in somewhere. chances are, its not right for you and you wouldnt be happy there. not that im in college yet but, i have a feeling that where you end up is where you should end up if you let it happen that way. and happiness will follow.
9. don't be too eager. it seems like yesterday i was working all night on applications, revising essays to no end, and stressing deadlines. and boom, before i knew it i've heard back from all my schools and im about to make my decision soon about where i'm going. ah!
10. hard work pays off. even if it seems the homework, activities, tests, and crazy teachers aren't gonna land you anywhere... they will. i promise, again.
i should write a book. or maybe an article. hm ;o)
Monday, March 30, 2009
in less than 24 hours
i will have heard from all of my schools and narrowed it down to my best possibilities.
this is all so unbelievable!
everything is working out for me lately. well, everything that matters in perspective.
so i'm not too worried. about anything.
if i don't get into the ivies, it's no big (even though it would be great to get in). im still wicked ridiculously ecstatically happy with BU and BC. i haven't been this truly happy about anything in a while.
high school's almost over. it's crazy exciting!
oh and i'm eighteen in less than a month. that's exciting too.
someone's planning a surprise for me, and i have no idea what it is, and i'm really curious. hint please? ;o)
this is all so unbelievable!
everything is working out for me lately. well, everything that matters in perspective.
so i'm not too worried. about anything.
if i don't get into the ivies, it's no big (even though it would be great to get in). im still wicked ridiculously ecstatically happy with BU and BC. i haven't been this truly happy about anything in a while.
high school's almost over. it's crazy exciting!
oh and i'm eighteen in less than a month. that's exciting too.
someone's planning a surprise for me, and i have no idea what it is, and i'm really curious. hint please? ;o)
Sunday, March 29, 2009
chopped and screwed
new found liking of that song. couldnt tell you why. maybe its t-pain. maybe its the beat. maybe its the lyrics.
who. knows.
who. knows.
Friday, March 27, 2009
reliving the past
is not fun. but it only makes me more excited for the future; where I'm going.
And, as of now, where I'm going might be my college dream, the first school i visited, which was love at first sight, exactly what i want and exactly what i need, exactly where i want to be physically and exactly where i want to go mentally... and exactly what i thought i couldn't have.
but i got into BU.
and i got decent guap.
and now i'm 9-0-1. still waiting on holy cross (boo, i'm already ruling you out because i hate your snobby white-bread-ness) and the three ivies: yale (eh, i'd rather go to bc or bu than that), harvard (i wanna grow up to be just like the harvard lady who interviewed me with her louis vitton bag &c., so i'm hopeful), and brown (which i am in love with almost as much as i am with bu and i know i'd fit in well there and i could take classes at risd which would be sick, so i'm double hopeful.)
but i have my options now. my best offer for money for ones i want to go to is suffolk (full tuition! and good location). i love bc (but dont know how much dinero ig ot yet). uconn's nice, not my fave. smith is such a good school (but all chicks and idk how i'd deal with 24-7 drama like that since i cant even deal with it six hours a day at school with only half the people surrounding me girls.) i basically ruled out due to my other options being so good assumption, emmanuel, clark(even though i got $$), and umass amherst(even though i may still consider their really good honors program).
i'm glad this work is paying off... finally.
on a less serious note, i hung out with melissa tonight and shes a riot i just die laughing every second because she comes out with the funniest things. and she knows so much about me without even trying, like how i prob have GAD and how my mom and i have a close relationship and how i get nervous in uncomfortable situations haha. then her and these two guys just HAVE to bring up my past and make me ultra uncomforble, but its all good. i'm just glad i've changed. and hope i have good enough friends to kick my ass if i ever act like i did back in the day. if you dont know what im talking about never mind.
peace!
And, as of now, where I'm going might be my college dream, the first school i visited, which was love at first sight, exactly what i want and exactly what i need, exactly where i want to be physically and exactly where i want to go mentally... and exactly what i thought i couldn't have.
but i got into BU.
and i got decent guap.
and now i'm 9-0-1. still waiting on holy cross (boo, i'm already ruling you out because i hate your snobby white-bread-ness) and the three ivies: yale (eh, i'd rather go to bc or bu than that), harvard (i wanna grow up to be just like the harvard lady who interviewed me with her louis vitton bag &c., so i'm hopeful), and brown (which i am in love with almost as much as i am with bu and i know i'd fit in well there and i could take classes at risd which would be sick, so i'm double hopeful.)
but i have my options now. my best offer for money for ones i want to go to is suffolk (full tuition! and good location). i love bc (but dont know how much dinero ig ot yet). uconn's nice, not my fave. smith is such a good school (but all chicks and idk how i'd deal with 24-7 drama like that since i cant even deal with it six hours a day at school with only half the people surrounding me girls.) i basically ruled out due to my other options being so good assumption, emmanuel, clark(even though i got $$), and umass amherst(even though i may still consider their really good honors program).
i'm glad this work is paying off... finally.
on a less serious note, i hung out with melissa tonight and shes a riot i just die laughing every second because she comes out with the funniest things. and she knows so much about me without even trying, like how i prob have GAD and how my mom and i have a close relationship and how i get nervous in uncomfortable situations haha. then her and these two guys just HAVE to bring up my past and make me ultra uncomforble, but its all good. i'm just glad i've changed. and hope i have good enough friends to kick my ass if i ever act like i did back in the day. if you dont know what im talking about never mind.
peace!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
eventful
so this week. pretty good so far.
tennis started, and my lifes just double as busy as usual, which is fine with me. monday was a bitch but it felt so good to run, hit, then have to make my sore self go to dance for two hours. i love the spring weather that's been around this week too, minus today, which gave me a break form the business, let me hang out with chewy at j^3 and chat about life, then take a nice nap.
prom is all coming together, and i'm relieved/really happy.
partybus+nice dress+great date+amazing friends=prom will be really fun
and i'm warming up to this 45 minute thing, i dont really even mind it anymore. an extra study here, extra art class there, extra time to plan prom seating in journalism. all good stuff.
but my car is a piece of crap. i had to coast the whole way home from school on monday? tuesday? whatever day that was. my breaks just liek died. so i've been bumming rides.
but it's all good :o)
tennis started, and my lifes just double as busy as usual, which is fine with me. monday was a bitch but it felt so good to run, hit, then have to make my sore self go to dance for two hours. i love the spring weather that's been around this week too, minus today, which gave me a break form the business, let me hang out with chewy at j^3 and chat about life, then take a nice nap.
prom is all coming together, and i'm relieved/really happy.
partybus+nice dress+great date+amazing friends=prom will be really fun
and i'm warming up to this 45 minute thing, i dont really even mind it anymore. an extra study here, extra art class there, extra time to plan prom seating in journalism. all good stuff.
but my car is a piece of crap. i had to coast the whole way home from school on monday? tuesday? whatever day that was. my breaks just liek died. so i've been bumming rides.
but it's all good :o)
Thursday, March 12, 2009
not good enough
i guess five acceptances in a row was my limit. and now i'm kind of nervous, i won't lie. wait-listed to a school in probably my top five choices of the fourteen i applied to, and the one i wasn't worried about at all for some reason, and one less difficult to get into than the other ones. i was completely chill about this college thing until now. now i'm anxious and scared for march 31 when brown publishes their decisions, and around that time when harvard, bu, and bc publish theirs. if i'm below par to be fully accepted at northeastern, then what should i expect from the oters...
i shouldn't think like that. i didnt really want to go there anyways. i guess i'll have to sit and sweat it out until the end of the month.
then i'll see if all the hell i put myself through in highschool was/is worth it or not.
by the way, i had to recap my senior year in one page due tomorrow. its not over yet, how am i supposed to know how i'll feel on class day reading this speech that will forever lay in the yearbook? i legit choked up a few times writing it. but ms. s and mr. l are helping me revise and edit it to be amazing thank the Lord. i can't believe high school is just over 2 months to being over. what the hell am i going to do with myself?
i shouldn't think like that. i didnt really want to go there anyways. i guess i'll have to sit and sweat it out until the end of the month.
then i'll see if all the hell i put myself through in highschool was/is worth it or not.
by the way, i had to recap my senior year in one page due tomorrow. its not over yet, how am i supposed to know how i'll feel on class day reading this speech that will forever lay in the yearbook? i legit choked up a few times writing it. but ms. s and mr. l are helping me revise and edit it to be amazing thank the Lord. i can't believe high school is just over 2 months to being over. what the hell am i going to do with myself?
Monday, March 9, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
it's been a while
but i'm here now.
yet again i'm finding myself with nothing to do on yet another snow day, cool. so, i'll tell you what's been up in my life.
february vaca was unexpectedly wicked good. went to new hampshire for a few days and spent some quality time with my cousins, the snow, and fresh air. went to boston with a yeseni adrieanna donald and hung, and had a wicked good time walking, talking, shopping, train-riding, laughing, eating, and meeting johnny cupcake himself (who i decided i will in the future marry, and open "andrea cupcake" stores attatched to his where i'll sell my delicious cupcakes. what a match made in heaven.) saw friday the 13th and jumped too much. had a bust of a get together at my house for all the people in dancing with the stars, but whatever because i made some legit quesadillas and cupcakes for it (even if they werent good enough to make johnny cupcake marry me.) watched and made fun of high school musical 3 on yessy's floor while on a double date with ben and jerry. ate sushi, didn't watch the breakup, gossiped and made up an unforgettable cheer with yessy and michelle. then came the waves of homework which i of course let go til the end, but it's okay because i wasn't alone and t resulted in a couple other procrastinators came over to share their misery in academia with me... and watch the oscars.
this week was ridiccccccculously busy for me. but it ended ever so well. the senior class has been planning "dancing with the stars" for a while, and it just this week all came together. i thought it would be pretty shaky, and i was terribly stressed out over it, even breaking my "no work past ten" rule for this thing (lol). i even missed going to the fitchburg game to finish wrapping up loose ends the night before the show.. then friday came, i ran around school all day covering details needing attention, went home, loaded up my car, burned my forehead with a curling iron, freaked out for a while, then went to school and set up, then had to do my makeup and get dressed in a south high bathroom. and from there everything was golden. everyone looked so good! and had such fun. kyle and i MC'd and i must say we did a pretty fab job. all the dancers were wicked good AND HILARIOUS. the audience ate it up. we made mad guap for the senior class. i didn't hear a single complaint. and now everyone's restored confidence that this year doesnt completely suck. so i think it was beyond successful :o) and i was so relieved and happy.
after, thirteen of us went out to eat at t.g.i.'s. i was soo tired and starving, then i realized it was friday and i cant eat meat because it's lent. cool. so i got fish and chips, and they were straigtup fishsticks. not yummy. never get them. but if fishsticks were the only bad part of that night, i was satisfied. lol.
then i went to this party saturday night. and didn't really have fun at the moment but when i look back theres a few things that were pretty damn funny, and it wasnt too bad. i guess its just kinda hard to not fall into peer pressure, and i kinda hate it yet won't back down from what i do (or don't do). but that's just how i am and its no one's fault but my own :o) and i'm happy with that.
did i mention i'm not eating food between meals at all during lent? so for 40 days and 40 nights. that's my life at the moment.
oh and, i ordered my prom dress and its shipping out tomorrrow and i'm so excitedddddddddddd. can;t wait for prom. oh wait, i'm dateless and have a ton of planning ahead of me. whoops! we'll figure those details out soon enough. the dress is what really matters ;o)
peace out guys. i know this is wicked long and i could write foreverrr!
<3
yet again i'm finding myself with nothing to do on yet another snow day, cool. so, i'll tell you what's been up in my life.
february vaca was unexpectedly wicked good. went to new hampshire for a few days and spent some quality time with my cousins, the snow, and fresh air. went to boston with a yeseni adrieanna donald and hung, and had a wicked good time walking, talking, shopping, train-riding, laughing, eating, and meeting johnny cupcake himself (who i decided i will in the future marry, and open "andrea cupcake" stores attatched to his where i'll sell my delicious cupcakes. what a match made in heaven.) saw friday the 13th and jumped too much. had a bust of a get together at my house for all the people in dancing with the stars, but whatever because i made some legit quesadillas and cupcakes for it (even if they werent good enough to make johnny cupcake marry me.) watched and made fun of high school musical 3 on yessy's floor while on a double date with ben and jerry. ate sushi, didn't watch the breakup, gossiped and made up an unforgettable cheer with yessy and michelle. then came the waves of homework which i of course let go til the end, but it's okay because i wasn't alone and t resulted in a couple other procrastinators came over to share their misery in academia with me... and watch the oscars.
this week was ridiccccccculously busy for me. but it ended ever so well. the senior class has been planning "dancing with the stars" for a while, and it just this week all came together. i thought it would be pretty shaky, and i was terribly stressed out over it, even breaking my "no work past ten" rule for this thing (lol). i even missed going to the fitchburg game to finish wrapping up loose ends the night before the show.. then friday came, i ran around school all day covering details needing attention, went home, loaded up my car, burned my forehead with a curling iron, freaked out for a while, then went to school and set up, then had to do my makeup and get dressed in a south high bathroom. and from there everything was golden. everyone looked so good! and had such fun. kyle and i MC'd and i must say we did a pretty fab job. all the dancers were wicked good AND HILARIOUS. the audience ate it up. we made mad guap for the senior class. i didn't hear a single complaint. and now everyone's restored confidence that this year doesnt completely suck. so i think it was beyond successful :o) and i was so relieved and happy.
after, thirteen of us went out to eat at t.g.i.'s. i was soo tired and starving, then i realized it was friday and i cant eat meat because it's lent. cool. so i got fish and chips, and they were straigtup fishsticks. not yummy. never get them. but if fishsticks were the only bad part of that night, i was satisfied. lol.
then i went to this party saturday night. and didn't really have fun at the moment but when i look back theres a few things that were pretty damn funny, and it wasnt too bad. i guess its just kinda hard to not fall into peer pressure, and i kinda hate it yet won't back down from what i do (or don't do). but that's just how i am and its no one's fault but my own :o) and i'm happy with that.
did i mention i'm not eating food between meals at all during lent? so for 40 days and 40 nights. that's my life at the moment.
oh and, i ordered my prom dress and its shipping out tomorrrow and i'm so excitedddddddddddd. can;t wait for prom. oh wait, i'm dateless and have a ton of planning ahead of me. whoops! we'll figure those details out soon enough. the dress is what really matters ;o)
peace out guys. i know this is wicked long and i could write foreverrr!
<3
Thursday, February 12, 2009
story of my life
that's my assignment for AP English, but i don't really know what the story of my life is yet.
writer's block at it's best.
maybe its how my body kills from track everyday, especially right now, and i don't quit, even though i kinda suck at my events. and i somehow enjoy track even though it hurts so bad. tough love? it hurts to type. how is that even possible? last day of track tomorrow, and i should be ecstatic seeing as i feel like my muscles are going to slide off my bones at the moment, yet im wicked sad. wickkked sad.
or maybe its how i got straight-up shoved in school today. walking to my locker, with people in front and behind me, going as fast as i humanly could, this chick full force pushes me. who does that? do i look confrontational, like i'd fight back? no. maybe that's why. am i the world's biggest a-hole? arguably not. all i said was "can you NOT push me" and shes like "bla bla get outta da weyyyy biatch." good thing i have some self-controlling, tactful bones in my body.
writer's block at it's best.
maybe its how my body kills from track everyday, especially right now, and i don't quit, even though i kinda suck at my events. and i somehow enjoy track even though it hurts so bad. tough love? it hurts to type. how is that even possible? last day of track tomorrow, and i should be ecstatic seeing as i feel like my muscles are going to slide off my bones at the moment, yet im wicked sad. wickkked sad.
or maybe its how i got straight-up shoved in school today. walking to my locker, with people in front and behind me, going as fast as i humanly could, this chick full force pushes me. who does that? do i look confrontational, like i'd fight back? no. maybe that's why. am i the world's biggest a-hole? arguably not. all i said was "can you NOT push me" and shes like "bla bla get outta da weyyyy biatch." good thing i have some self-controlling, tactful bones in my body.
Friday, February 6, 2009
so i got a call
and it was from Brown. and the lady was like, so do you have a minute? and im like, chyea i have a minute. for Brown i have all the minutes in the world (not in those words). so i'm tihnking, cool, i scored an interview: wonder where it'll be, who this lady is, and how soon it will be. then she goes "so tell me whats going on in school this year, what classes are you taking, why do you like each one, what do you enjoy, what do you like about Brown, etc etc etc." like all in one breath. SO.
i just had an interview with Brown.
over the phone.
unnannounced.
and i must say, i handled myself with the highest level of tact i've ever used in my entire life, ever. woop woop!
i just had an interview with Brown.
over the phone.
unnannounced.
and i must say, i handled myself with the highest level of tact i've ever used in my entire life, ever. woop woop!
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
so yesterday was pretty great.
school was easy-going, i.e. long stats with no teacher and group quizzes, yet weirdly productive, i.e. actually doing work in journalism and not gossiping the whole time? what!
i got my college stuff 99% straightened out. i could physically feel the stress leaving my body.
got accepted into a third school that i'm not that excited about but it's a relief to have three choices to my name at the moment.
i took an amazing nap, and i never do that.
after some serious sanding and intense driving skills, i got my little '99 saturn up my beyond icy street allll by myself. i'm getting better!
the south vs. doherty game was ridic good. most fun basketball game i've ever been to. go south.
hung out with six cool kids: grace, yessy, kyle, evan, donald, and hung.
us seven piled into hung's car and drove around blackstone, because we can.
i had a shirley temple for the first time in i don't even know how many years.
the "rocket"artwork kyle and evan drew on my window came off, thank god.
some realllly funny car rides...
...with a lot of singing birtney spears, taylor swift, and t.i.
... and car wars. that we won. because team donald/hung's car got mutilated with soda and A1 sauce. (even though their suspension DID NOT break, theyre NOT in debt 2G's, and they were NOT broken down. props, you two mean guys: you completely had me fooled. lol)
and.
i've decided every time i hang out with yesenia and/or grace, i never have a bad time. thank god for best friendssssss <3
but.
i'm jealous of yessy. she made getting a prom date look so easy! what. the. hell.
:o) -andrea
school was easy-going, i.e. long stats with no teacher and group quizzes, yet weirdly productive, i.e. actually doing work in journalism and not gossiping the whole time? what!
i got my college stuff 99% straightened out. i could physically feel the stress leaving my body.
got accepted into a third school that i'm not that excited about but it's a relief to have three choices to my name at the moment.
i took an amazing nap, and i never do that.
after some serious sanding and intense driving skills, i got my little '99 saturn up my beyond icy street allll by myself. i'm getting better!
the south vs. doherty game was ridic good. most fun basketball game i've ever been to. go south.
hung out with six cool kids: grace, yessy, kyle, evan, donald, and hung.
us seven piled into hung's car and drove around blackstone, because we can.
i had a shirley temple for the first time in i don't even know how many years.
the "rocket"artwork kyle and evan drew on my window came off, thank god.
some realllly funny car rides...
...with a lot of singing birtney spears, taylor swift, and t.i.
... and car wars. that we won. because team donald/hung's car got mutilated with soda and A1 sauce. (even though their suspension DID NOT break, theyre NOT in debt 2G's, and they were NOT broken down. props, you two mean guys: you completely had me fooled. lol)
and.
i've decided every time i hang out with yesenia and/or grace, i never have a bad time. thank god for best friendssssss <3
but.
i'm jealous of yessy. she made getting a prom date look so easy! what. the. hell.
:o) -andrea
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