Archive for May, 2009

I’m your silver lining
May 26, 2009

I’m reading The Awakening again. 

He could see plainly that she was not herself.  That is, he could not see that she was becoming herself and daily casting aside that fictitious self which we assume like a garment with which to appear before the world.



Baby, you’re the only light I ever saw.
May 25, 2009

Going home for the weekend just makes me homesick when I get back to school.  Don’t get me wrong, that feeling of contentment still washed over me as we caught our first glimpses of campus from the highway, but now that I’m settled, I just want to go home.  I love it here, and I’m so happy when I’m in Athens, so before this weekend I was ok with the fact that we still had three more weeks of classes.  But then, after spending close to five days lounging on my couch and spending some fun evenings with my family, three weeks became a big deal.  I just want to be done.  I want to start working all day and watching movies all night (because let’s face it, I’m not going to be doing anything else).  So, Sister, if you read this, which you will, know this: I love you and can’t wait to come home so we can hang out for real!  Tell Mom and Dad the same thing.  I miss you guys.  And the dog.

Where someone’s last goodbye blends in with someone’s sigh
May 22, 2009


What a good day.  Econ got out early this morning because Adam was feeling particularly generous, and then I hit the road with Phil, Kevo, and Claire.  Claire and I watched S. Darko in the car, that was interesting.  It really incorporated a lot of concepts from Donnie Darko but obviously it wasn’t as good.  Anyways, got home, had a fabulous dinner with the fam, went to Mitchell’s (they have a train now?!) and got a mint chocolate chip milkshake, then finished my sociology homework.  My favorite things continued as I went over to Bobby’s and watched The Office for about 5 hours.  Now, I did fall asleep for a few episodes, but Bobby made good progress on discs two and three.  I got home an hour ago, watched the finale of Gossip Girl online (Chuck and Blair!!!!), and now I can’t sleep.  

It is 5 am!  I have an eye appointment at 9 am!  This is not ok.  Maybe it’s because creepy S. Darko is still freaking me out.  I made it home in 7 minutes tonight because I was so nervous.  Of what, I have no idea. My overactive imagination gets the best of me with scary movies, which is why I generally don’t watch them.  Not that S. Darko was scary per se, it was just definitely creepy.  Time to think about something else…Chuck and Blair, Chuck and Blair…

Good night. Hopefully.

Jesus, Mary, Joseph and the camel.
May 20, 2009

I just re-read the last post I made and I am nauseated by the amount of Disney brainwashing that is apparent in that little rant.  I apologize for subjecting anyone who reads this to the obviously skewed perceptions of my future that I forced upon you in the entry below.  My future is full of fabulous trench coats and hard hitting exposés made by yours truly when I become the best foreign correspondent to hit CNN.  Final statement.  

Ok, now I really have to finish reading that history document. 


I don’t get many things right the first time
May 19, 2009

Once again I am excellent at finding ways to avoid doing actual work.

I was thinking as I got ready the other morning about the whole concept of everything happening for a reason; each decision you make starting off a chain of events that will ultimately define your whole life.  This concept is easy to track in movies or books because, obviously, works of fiction thrive off of that stuff and that’s what shapes the whole story line.  Take the movie 27 Dresses, for example.  If Jane’s mother had never died, Jane would never have been responsible for Tess as a child and therefore would never have taken her to the bathroom and witnessed her relative’s wedding disaster.  If she had never helped save said wedding, Jane may never have discovered how much she truly enjoys and is good at being a maid of honor, and then would have never been in so many weddings.  If she hadn’t been in such a remarkable amount of weddings, she never would have had a story written about her that leads to her falling in love with and marrying the reporter, leading to her very own happily after.  See? Bing, bang, boom.  One big thing effects a million other little things ending in Jane’s happiness.  Now, could she have found happiness without all the weddings?  Probably.  But would she be just as happy with a different guy?  

Even Ben Folds knows what I’m talking about.  

“What if I’d been born fifty years before you/in a house on a street where you lived?/Maybe I’d be outside as you passed on your bike/Would I know?”

I think it’s clear by now that my definition of happiness involves marrying the person of your dreams and spending the rest of your lives together, but what if that’s not happening for me?  I mean, someone has to be the unfortunate friend who has lots of cats, you know?  And no one thinks to themselves when they’re little, “When I grow up, I want to be the girl that gets stuck in dead-end relationships and ends up alone in a trailer park,” but that happens.  That is someone’s life, and while she probably wasn’t dreaming of that while growing up, that’s what she got.  What if that’s me?  What if I made the wrong decision somewhere down the line and I’m missing out on my happily ever after?  

The biggest decsion I’ve had to make so far would probably have to be my college selection.  When it came down to it, I was extremely torn between Ohio University and Miami University.  I chose OU because of Scripps and I’m so glad I did.  I absolutely love it here and can’t imagine myself at Miami, but I have wondered about the people I would have been friends with and the person I would have been had I gone there instead of here.  There is a whole group of potential friends (I hope) at Miami and these people could have had drastic effects on my life.  I mean, what if my hypothetical roommate at Miami had a hot older brother that I was supposed to marry?  Or what if the sorority I had rushed there was the home of my hypothetical best friend that I have been looking for all my life (not that I can imagine someone who understands me better than Michelle Elizabeth Kathleen, but what if?)  All that considered, I can’t imagine my life if I had never met the people I have here in Athens. 

I feel like I’m not getting this out correctly.  I will just leave you with this thought:  PEOPLE MEET THEIR SPOUSES IN COLLEGE.  Not everyone, of course, but many do.  I can only hope that, besides furthering my journalism career, I chose OU for a reason.  Is it Fate? Karma? The hand of God? I don’t really care, but I’ve made my big decision and now it’s time for all the little things to pan out. 

I’m too young to worry about this. I need to take a nap.

I won’t let my forever roam.
May 18, 2009

I should be reading the 35 page document I’ve been assigned for my history class, but I got about 2 paragraphs in and decided I don’t feel like reading about the Crusades.  Shocking, I know.  I think I’m done with school.  Not officially, of course, just in the sense that I’m done thinking for now.  My apathy towards schoolwork right now is at an all-time high.  I don’t think I have ever cared less about homework, tests, etc. than I do in this moment.  I’m even skipping my psych test on Thursday just so I can be home in time for dinner!  That never happens.  Although, I do get to drop my lowest test grade, so it’s not like I’m ruining my grade by not taking the test, it’s just very unlike me.  Anyways, instead of doing homework, I’m enjoying the wonder of Genius on iTunes and thinking of something with which to fill this blog post.

Do I look like I have swine flu?  Apparently my econ 104 class thinks so as I was completely surrounded by empty chairs today.  It was like I had some horribly offensive smell emanating from my body or something.  I shower!  I promise!  But no, I had to sit there, in the center of the room, with literally no one around me.  I had Simon and Garfunkel singing “I am a Rock” in my head for the full 50 minutes.  

Besides feeling like the biggest loner on the planet this morning, I have been feeling very strange today.  It’s a weird, loopy, kind of spacey feeling that I just can’t shake.  Maybe it’s because I took cold medicine last night?  I’m actually sick though, so I wasn’t like Robotripping or anything (ha).  I called Michelle and asked her about it because I was feeling so off, and she thinks it’s something in the air.  She woke up last night with a full-on hallucination of a wire sculpture spinning from her ceiling.  So see, it’s not just me.  I think it’s time for summer.

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ain’t it just like the present to be showing up like this?
May 12, 2009

My poor little blog has been so neglected.

I really don’t have anything terribly interesting to say right now, which is surprising considering the fairly hectic weekend I had.  Let’s just leave it with this: I’m so excited to go home Memorial Day weekend! BEST FRIEND WE ARE HANGING OUT ASAP.  Besides best friend bonding I think I’m going to visit my mom at her school so she can show me off (AJ, I was super jealous on Friday) and go back to my high school to say hello to some teachers.  Then Sister time on Saturday and Danny and Emily’s wedding shower with the fam on Sunday.  Sounds like a wonderful weekend to me! 

This has been stuck in my head for approximately 12 days:

“Freak Show” is right, Britney
May 1, 2009

If I had to describe the Britney Spears concert in one word, I would say: amazing.

But, lucky for me, I can describe it in as many words as I’d like! 

The Pussycat Dolls opened and, although they didn’t play my favorite song, “Wait a Minute”, I really enjoyed them.  They performed about 8 songs, opening with the ever-popular “Don’t Cha” and closing with “When I Grow Up.”  In between there was “Buttons,” “Stickwitchu,” and “Hate This Part,” along with a few songs that I didn’t know, but it was a great set list with lots of singing along.  At least with PCD it wasn’t as easy to tell if they were lip-synching, unlike Britney.  Nichole talked to the audience quite a bit, usually between each song, and each girl in the band had their own minute or two to introduce themselves and interact with the audience.  As the opening act they certainly got the job done; they pumped up the audience and got us ready to enjoy “The one, the only, Miss Britney Spears!”

Britney’s part of the show started it’s circus theme off with a recording of Perez Hilton that was shown on a screen surrounding the stage.  He was dressed up in an Elizabethean era gown and had on a lot of makeup, I think he was supposed to be like the ticket-taker for the circus.  It was kind of creepy, not going to lie.  This was just one of four pre-recorded acts we would enjoy throughout the show, along with other ways for Britney to evade actually being on stage.  The other recordings included:

  • a compilation of music videos set to “Break the Ice’
  • a telephone conversation between a recorded Britney and some random guy on stage that was a shameless promotion for Virgin Wireless
  • a rock and roll rendition of the Eurythmics’ “Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)” that can only be described as soft-core porn involving Britney and several masked men

Britney also avoided the stage by giving each of her back-up dancers about 30 seconds of solo time, which was actually pretty cool.  They each danced to a different song, so that was fun.  On top of that she had several lengthy costume changes where they brought out circus acts to entertain the audience.  But, when Britney was on stage, she certainly put on a show.

She opened with “Circus” and then, to my surprise and delight, launched into “Piece of Me.”  Most of her set list was off of her most recent CD, but she still threw in some oldies; she sang “Everytime” while rotating through the air on a giant umbrella and later in the show sang “Toxic” and “Hit Me Baby (One More Time)” back-to-back.  Her encore, if you could call it that, was “Womanizer,” but pretty much everything else was from her album “Circus.”  It could have been my lack of familiarity with these songs that led to my uneasiness for some of the show, or it could have been the way these songs were presented.

When she performed most of the songs off of her most recent album, Britney’s interpretation of a circus had a very dark spin.  The clearest example was with the song “Freak Show.”  In this part of the performance, not only was there a creepy deer head on the screen for most of the song, but she had one of her dancers in a straight jacket and then he fell to the floor and started dancing in a way that was representative of a seizure.  Not quite what I was expecting from the same girl who brought us “Lucky.”  On top of the dark and twisty aspects of the show, there was also a lot of sex on stage.  Now, I didn’t mind this so much, but there was a 10 year old boy sitting in front of me, and we saw many other small children sitting around us.  At one point, Britney is laying on a chaise lounge, a man drops down from the ceiling on top of her, and then picks her up, they get lifted into the air, and then basically start going at it in midair.  If they hadn’t been wearing costumes, it could have been classified as obscene.  I was mostly impressed by the sheer strength it must take to pull of a move like that, but with all the smaller kids in the audience, it was rather risqué.  There were other instances of raw sexual magnitism and my friends and I were enthralled by the impressive shows of strength made by Britney and her dancers.  It was crazy intense.

Even if Britney Spears’ music is not quite your taste, no one can deny that the girl can put on a show.  Between mind-blowing acrobatics and entertaining dance numbers, there was never a dull moment when Britney was on stage.  She put together a truly mesmerizing performance with multicultural influences, crazy pyrotechnics, and songs that make you so excited you can’t help but sing along.  And while some of the performances may not have been exactly what I was expecting, I loved every minute.