So, I have this friend KC.
I love her to death and to be perfectly honest, we are exact opposites.
Like some days we just look at each other and say something along the lines of "I do not understand how we became friends".
Well she may have found a new little friend.
And I haven't met him yet.
Which is a problem.
Because we are best friends and I must be involved in every moment of her life.
No matter what.
I'm just kidding.
But there was an opportunity that I might meet him.
AND I DIDN'T GET TO!
I just kept pestering her and pestering her.
She does this thing that when I don't immediately respond to a text she will text me over and over and over again until I do.
With variations of my name.
So I look at my phone one minute I have one text and the next its ten.
Its a problem.
But I was doing the same thing to her but with no avail.
Maybe someday i'll get to meet him...
Sunday, September 13, 2015
Monday, September 7, 2015
Mormor would be so proud if I married this guy...
So I love all my classes.
I'm currently taking 18 credits and trying to make it on the deans list again.
All the while still trying to have a normal social life, do all my homework and not totally turn into a hermit.
Its a process but i'm getting through it.
So most of my classes I have generally the same people.
Except band is all music nerds.
And Spanish is just a bunch of people that can string together the spanish language much better than I can.
And social media marketing is all business and marketing majors, most of which are of the male variety, and had to take the class.
And in this social media marketing class you will also find myself, Lainey and Trevor.
The communications majors just taking this class for funsies.
On the first day in that class we had to go around and tell our name, major, year, any social media experience and why we took this class.
Most went "Hi my name is Timmy, i'm a senior marketing major, and mostly just the regular social media stuff and i'm taking this because I have to"
About 80-90% of the class said some variation of this.
And then Lainey, Trevor and I said something like
"Hi my name is Julia. I'm an English communications major with a Spanish minor and i'm a senior. I've had a blog since the age of 16 and I ran a food blog for a while and i'm just taking this for fun."
To add to the even more suck-upness of this situation, were all sitting right near the front.
Like good little students.
But yes i'm excited for this class.
And to mention about the title, there is a Swedish guy foreign exchange student in this class, and I made a joke that my Mormor which maternal grandmother in Swedish, would love if I married him.
You know the whole going back to your roots thing.
I know a tiny bit of Swedish so maybe you never know...
We joke about all the girl cousins finding Swedish men.
We also joke that all the girls have dowries of like 3 cows, a few pairs of oxen and some holdings of land.
You know like the good old days when women were kind of sold off to marriage? *sarcasm*
Is that weird??
Yeah just a bit.
But really Mormor would be happy if I found a nice man that loved me for who I am.
It does not at all matter his heritage at all.
That was just a joke...
I hope we all got that.
I'm currently taking 18 credits and trying to make it on the deans list again.
All the while still trying to have a normal social life, do all my homework and not totally turn into a hermit.
Its a process but i'm getting through it.
So most of my classes I have generally the same people.
Except band is all music nerds.
And Spanish is just a bunch of people that can string together the spanish language much better than I can.
And social media marketing is all business and marketing majors, most of which are of the male variety, and had to take the class.
And in this social media marketing class you will also find myself, Lainey and Trevor.
The communications majors just taking this class for funsies.
On the first day in that class we had to go around and tell our name, major, year, any social media experience and why we took this class.
Most went "Hi my name is Timmy, i'm a senior marketing major, and mostly just the regular social media stuff and i'm taking this because I have to"
About 80-90% of the class said some variation of this.
And then Lainey, Trevor and I said something like
"Hi my name is Julia. I'm an English communications major with a Spanish minor and i'm a senior. I've had a blog since the age of 16 and I ran a food blog for a while and i'm just taking this for fun."
To add to the even more suck-upness of this situation, were all sitting right near the front.
Like good little students.
But yes i'm excited for this class.
And to mention about the title, there is a Swedish guy foreign exchange student in this class, and I made a joke that my Mormor which maternal grandmother in Swedish, would love if I married him.
You know the whole going back to your roots thing.
I know a tiny bit of Swedish so maybe you never know...
We joke about all the girl cousins finding Swedish men.
We also joke that all the girls have dowries of like 3 cows, a few pairs of oxen and some holdings of land.
You know like the good old days when women were kind of sold off to marriage? *sarcasm*
Is that weird??
Yeah just a bit.
But really Mormor would be happy if I found a nice man that loved me for who I am.
It does not at all matter his heritage at all.
That was just a joke...
I hope we all got that.
Pestering
So this semester the Indy is a bit short staffed for some odd reason.
So I've taken up pestering pretty much any person I can find to see if I can convince them to join the Indy.
On Tuesday we had this open house and I pretty much talked the ear off of any person that came with in 10 feet of me.
I am determined to make the Indy into the great organization of thriving journalists like I remember it to be.
I think because the main faculty advisor cannot be here this semester people are scared away.
But i've been talking so many people ears off about the Indy.
I talked to band. BAND OF ALL THINGS!
I talked to Social Media Marketing. Hoping to get some legitimate business people.
I went and pestered at the RSO fair for like an hour and a half.
In the hot sun.
Hell soon if we can't make the money we need i'll just go out and sell adds myself.
Well I think we all know now that once I commit and love something it's really hard for me to stop.
So if you'd like to join the Indy we meet Tuesdays and Thursdays 8-10. If you cant make it, you can do some freelance work for us.
And i'm sorry if you were one of the poor souls I over pestered.
I just really care about this crazy organization.
Like a lot.
SO COME AND JOIN US!
So I've taken up pestering pretty much any person I can find to see if I can convince them to join the Indy.
On Tuesday we had this open house and I pretty much talked the ear off of any person that came with in 10 feet of me.
I am determined to make the Indy into the great organization of thriving journalists like I remember it to be.
I think because the main faculty advisor cannot be here this semester people are scared away.
But i've been talking so many people ears off about the Indy.
I talked to band. BAND OF ALL THINGS!
I talked to Social Media Marketing. Hoping to get some legitimate business people.
I went and pestered at the RSO fair for like an hour and a half.
In the hot sun.
Hell soon if we can't make the money we need i'll just go out and sell adds myself.
Well I think we all know now that once I commit and love something it's really hard for me to stop.
So if you'd like to join the Indy we meet Tuesdays and Thursdays 8-10. If you cant make it, you can do some freelance work for us.
And i'm sorry if you were one of the poor souls I over pestered.
I just really care about this crazy organization.
Like a lot.
SO COME AND JOIN US!
The warmest of hugs
So Tuesday was the absolute first day of the Indy.
And so many things had happened since the last day last semester that it was good to be back in the same room with all of my favorite people.
These bunch of weirdos have turned into my makeshift family in a way.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
So suffice to say, walking into that room in Noble on Tuesday morning was like coming home.
And I was surprised by a very friendly face that I hadn't seen all summer.
One of my good friends as well as a faculty member was there to welcome us. Just as she has for the past 4 semesters that I've had a class with her.
Now she's had quite the summer and I was not expecting to see her.
But there she was. Smile just as bright as ever.
And I had to hug her immediately and it wasn't just one of those little "its good to see you hugs" that lasts a few seconds if that.
Oh no this was a good long warm hug.
She is like my adopted mother and just like when i'm reunited with my actual mother and father after a long time away, its hard to let go.
And it was hard to let go of her right then because I didn't want it to end and I didn't want her to have to leave.
But there she was, a little battered from the storm she had just endured, but all in all, the same woman that has taken us on not only as students but as adopted children.
It made my day and pretty much my week that I was one of the few that got to see her before she had to leave.
Her immune system isn't quite back to normal but shes fighting to get back to us.
And even though she may not be around as much this semester, we all know that she will be back.
And there will be more warm hugs for us when she does return.
Thanks again adopted mom for coming back to see us off to a new semester.
We all loved seeing you back and smiling like old times.
And so many things had happened since the last day last semester that it was good to be back in the same room with all of my favorite people.
These bunch of weirdos have turned into my makeshift family in a way.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
So suffice to say, walking into that room in Noble on Tuesday morning was like coming home.
And I was surprised by a very friendly face that I hadn't seen all summer.
One of my good friends as well as a faculty member was there to welcome us. Just as she has for the past 4 semesters that I've had a class with her.
Now she's had quite the summer and I was not expecting to see her.
But there she was. Smile just as bright as ever.
And I had to hug her immediately and it wasn't just one of those little "its good to see you hugs" that lasts a few seconds if that.
Oh no this was a good long warm hug.
She is like my adopted mother and just like when i'm reunited with my actual mother and father after a long time away, its hard to let go.
And it was hard to let go of her right then because I didn't want it to end and I didn't want her to have to leave.
But there she was, a little battered from the storm she had just endured, but all in all, the same woman that has taken us on not only as students but as adopted children.
It made my day and pretty much my week that I was one of the few that got to see her before she had to leave.
Her immune system isn't quite back to normal but shes fighting to get back to us.
And even though she may not be around as much this semester, we all know that she will be back.
And there will be more warm hugs for us when she does return.
Thanks again adopted mom for coming back to see us off to a new semester.
We all loved seeing you back and smiling like old times.
My last first day.
Can you believe its my last first day?
I certainly cannot.
But I feel this sense of responsibility now.
Like this is my last year and I need to make the absolute most of it.
Like maybe i'll actually go the homecoming football game this year.
I'll actually get in shape.
I'll actually like myself.
But I remember going to kindergarten, with my Barbie lunch box.
And apparently I cried in the bathroom for the first half hour or so of kindergarten.
Hey I was scared.
But my first day I actually wasn't nervous.
I finally figured this out.
I was at the top of the heap.
For the first time since I can remember, I didn't have those nervous first day butterflies that always made me a hot mess the first day of class.
But not this year.
Because I think I just knew i'd be OK.
And of course the first people I see back are in band.
And then I have my Spanish class and then my video class and then band.
And I just felt pretty and like I could do this.
I can do senior year.
I can finally handle it.
And the fact that Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift came out, helped as well
I certainly cannot.
But I feel this sense of responsibility now.
Like this is my last year and I need to make the absolute most of it.
Like maybe i'll actually go the homecoming football game this year.
I'll actually get in shape.
I'll actually like myself.
But I remember going to kindergarten, with my Barbie lunch box.
And apparently I cried in the bathroom for the first half hour or so of kindergarten.
Hey I was scared.
But my first day I actually wasn't nervous.
I finally figured this out.
I was at the top of the heap.
For the first time since I can remember, I didn't have those nervous first day butterflies that always made me a hot mess the first day of class.
But not this year.
Because I think I just knew i'd be OK.
And of course the first people I see back are in band.
And then I have my Spanish class and then my video class and then band.
And I just felt pretty and like I could do this.
I can do senior year.
I can finally handle it.
And the fact that Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift came out, helped as well
Wait...senior year starts tomorrow?
The moment when you realize you have 3 million things to do before tomorrow and only a few hours to do that.
Yeah that happened.
And I had to work.
So everything had to happen after work.
And I realized I needed to get my school supplies still.
Nothing says adult quite like getting your school supplies at walmart at like 8 pm.
With all the other idiots that forgot to plan.
I seriously have a 5 subject notebook that looks like its for a second grader because that was the only one left.
And I freaking love my purple polka dot 5 subject notebook.
To top it off I have obscenely colored school supplies but I had to make sure it all kind of went together or else I would go crazy.
Because i'm weird and if things clash I will go crazy.
Like if someone sits in my spot in class, its bad.
You will know this if you've ever had a class with me and sit in my spot.
I pick a spot and stick with it.
Why cant everyone just sit in the same spot every freaking day??
And then if a row of desks that i'm sitting in isn't straight. I have to straighten it or I will get a headache.
But yes I now am fully organized.
Binder with folders for each subject, check.
5 subject notebook. check.
Different color pens and a certain color per class. check
Mechanical pencils.check
And an obscenely large and roomy planner. check
This girl is ready for senior year.
Yeah that happened.
And I had to work.
So everything had to happen after work.
And I realized I needed to get my school supplies still.
Nothing says adult quite like getting your school supplies at walmart at like 8 pm.
With all the other idiots that forgot to plan.
I seriously have a 5 subject notebook that looks like its for a second grader because that was the only one left.
And I freaking love my purple polka dot 5 subject notebook.
To top it off I have obscenely colored school supplies but I had to make sure it all kind of went together or else I would go crazy.
Because i'm weird and if things clash I will go crazy.
Like if someone sits in my spot in class, its bad.
You will know this if you've ever had a class with me and sit in my spot.
I pick a spot and stick with it.
Why cant everyone just sit in the same spot every freaking day??
And then if a row of desks that i'm sitting in isn't straight. I have to straighten it or I will get a headache.
But yes I now am fully organized.
Binder with folders for each subject, check.
5 subject notebook. check.
Different color pens and a certain color per class. check
Mechanical pencils.check
And an obscenely large and roomy planner. check
This girl is ready for senior year.
Sunday, September 6, 2015
Do not do "things" in Jones
Well my exact words were "Do not get freaky in Jones".
Saturday the third day the new students are on campus.
Well I started the day with one earring, no name tag and a huge cup of coffee.
Got the new students to their talk back about Elephant in the Room.
Realized I didn't have the name tag.
Ran home and found it, you guessed it, on yesterday's shirt.
Because I am so good at my job.
Ran back, got the group from their session where we promptly went to our computer session.
Where the computer decided to be incredibly slow.
And the co leader was not very patient.
Not my favorite thing.
And then we got to go on the great american college campus find your classes tour.
So we went through every building to find their classes.
And we talked and we found classes.
And I gave them some advice.
Like don't wear your key lanyard around your neck.
We all play bingo and pick out the freshman.
ALSO
DO NOT GET FREAKY IN JONES.
Jones hall is the music hall and there are a lot of little practice rooms.
Which seeing as most freshman are sharing rooms they need alone time.
And they are all a bit horny.
So I told them they couldn't get it on in the tiny Jones practice rooms.
Because eww.
After that we sat around, ate some chocolate, answered some more questions.
Then headed over to the football fields for the end of orientation.
And then we had our lunch for orientation leaders and we all said our goodbyes.
I love orientation and will genuinely miss all the people and those in my group.
But I went home, cleaned and took a nap.
AND THEN THE ROOMMATE CAME BACK AND I WAS THE HAPPIEST CAMPER EVER!!
Saturday the third day the new students are on campus.
Well I started the day with one earring, no name tag and a huge cup of coffee.
Got the new students to their talk back about Elephant in the Room.
Realized I didn't have the name tag.
Ran home and found it, you guessed it, on yesterday's shirt.
Because I am so good at my job.
Ran back, got the group from their session where we promptly went to our computer session.
Where the computer decided to be incredibly slow.
And the co leader was not very patient.
Not my favorite thing.
And then we got to go on the great american college campus find your classes tour.
So we went through every building to find their classes.
And we talked and we found classes.
And I gave them some advice.
Like don't wear your key lanyard around your neck.
We all play bingo and pick out the freshman.
ALSO
DO NOT GET FREAKY IN JONES.
Jones hall is the music hall and there are a lot of little practice rooms.
Which seeing as most freshman are sharing rooms they need alone time.
And they are all a bit horny.
So I told them they couldn't get it on in the tiny Jones practice rooms.
Because eww.
After that we sat around, ate some chocolate, answered some more questions.
Then headed over to the football fields for the end of orientation.
And then we had our lunch for orientation leaders and we all said our goodbyes.
I love orientation and will genuinely miss all the people and those in my group.
But I went home, cleaned and took a nap.
AND THEN THE ROOMMATE CAME BACK AND I WAS THE HAPPIEST CAMPER EVER!!
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