Friday, September 23, 2011

The Gangs All Here

Interesting/Creepy/Unusual/Freaky/and all together Strange things that have occurred while living in Gehner (my very own dorm that I get to live in all by myself):

*A few days after I moved in, I explored the whole place from top to bottom in order to make it seem less creepifying. I keep lights on the other hallway on my floor off, because there's really no point in wasting energy for neighbors I don't have, and also to prove to myself that no, I'm not afraid of the dark. Anyway, when I was exploring during the day, the hall across from my room was empty of everything as you might expect. The next day I was coming out of the bathroom and exited out into the dark and empty hallway. Which was not so empty anymore. In front of one of the rooms a few feet away from me sat a yearbook. It hadn't been there the day before, I know because I walked past that room the day before. The Yearbook was one from MY senior year. No idea how it got there, no idea how it was gone the next day. I know it was there and not just imagining it because I took it back to my room when I found it and looked through the whole thing. Weird Thing To Happen # ONE. (I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation. I just haven't come up with it yet)

*This one's more in my head, but still relevant. So in Scream 1, Sidney Prescott goes into the bathroom and thinks she's alone. The audience sees the killer step down from one of the stalls and then attack her. Creepy moment, everyone. Creepy moment. So again, in the bathroom, and even though I had turned the light on myself when first coming in, and even though I had glanced at the other stalls and saw that they were all empty, I still felt in every fibre of my being that if I looked down I would see another person's feet in one of the stalls. I high tailed it out of there, and as I was leaving I looked over my shoulder to make sure the killer wasn't behind me and--
promptly ran into a maintenance man in the hallway. I almost screamed in his face. Good thing it was the middle of the day, is all I'm saying.

*The other week around midnight or one a.m. I swear I heard voices in the hallway, and then footsteps. Went to investigate, (racquetball racket firmly in hand) there was no one there. Went back into Pink room and turned my music up louder.

*Two nights ago when I went to bed all of the doors on my hallway were closed. When I woke up yesterday morning, one of the doors at the far end of the hall was open. That's not creepy, right?

So that's my list of creepifying events and incidents that have occurred so far during my stay in Gehner. But hey! I'm still alive, and nothing has come after me yet, so i'm all good! (But just in case, if you haven't heard from me in a few days, maybe try calling or coming over?)
So it's been awhile, but I promise I'm still alive. For now, anyway. Yeah, let me explain that one.

I have the same TA job I did last year, but my living situation has changed. Last year I lived in the basement of one of the dorms with one of my best friends. It was a little isolated, but Suite Besty and I liked the quiet and the minimal interactions with the students whose papers we graded.

My new place has both of those things: quiet and little to no interaction between students. Why, you might ask?

Because I live in a dorm by myself. As in alone. As in it's me and two floors worth of empty rooms and silent as the grave halls.

It's actually not that bad now that i've had a few weeks to get used to it. Fortunately, I have a slight obsession with the color pink, and my room is SO PINK that no one in their right mind could feel depressed about being alone in it. :D It's really only when I step out into the motel-like hallway that I feel kind of like the odd-woman out, or like I've somehow survived the apocalypse and am the only girl in the world.

(And if you know me, or have read my blog about my not so irrational fear about zombies, then you should not find it at all surprising that yes, I have come up with a zombie escape/hole up in this safely locked building for the rest of time plan. Don't worry, if you're not a zombie and you manage to survive the first round zombie attacks, you're all welcome to come live with me here. There's plenty of open beds.)

There are some lovely bright sides to living here alone. For one, I can play music and sing as loudly as I want at any hour of the day that I want without fear of waking or disturbing the neighbors. Also, the showers are never taken and the laundry room is always empty. Hooray!

'Want You To Make Me Feel Like I'm The Only Girl In The World' is kiiiiind of an understatement when it comes to my life right now.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Fam and Friends Get You Through It

It's been awhile, but I promise I'm still here! At the end of July I headed down for three more weeks of camp; which was fun, challenging, eye-opening, character-building, and all kinds of adventure-having. I'll be doing another, longer post on the experience soon, because right now I have to go pack for camp again! (yes, I'm quote aware of the fact that it's 12:11 a.m. my time right now) (and that I leave in the morning). But that's my packing methods in a nutshell, people. :)

I'm off to camp again for our 50th reunion celebration. woooooooohoooooooooo! And I mean that quite enthusiastically. A weekend filled with friends, old counselors, and family=many many fun times had.

My two favorite things to do in the world are spending time with my family and spending time with my friends. So in honor of that, I ask all of you to have the best weekends possible, and if you can, spend some quality time with your good friends or families. It feeds the soul, peeps.

'If I could write out my own dream, for the next time that I sleep,
You'd be the first one that I see, and I the last one that you keep.
And the dream would go on and on while we sway,
against all things thrown our way.
And the morning would be so cruel, when it came.
With sunshine and warmth to blame
For announcing the end of my sweet dream.
For announcing the end of my sweet dream'-Greg Laswell

Friday, July 15, 2011

Up Where They Walk, Up Where They Run, Up Where They Play All Day With Their Wands!

There's nothing quite like hundreds of people coming together, dressed up in costume or not, to enjoy the last Harry Potter movie ever to grace a theater near you. :D And surprisingly, or not so surprisingly, this also describes the first part of my evening, in which my mom and I went to see The Little Mermaid at the Muny here in St. Louis. There were probably a thousand people there, and within that hundreds of little girls dressed up just like Ariel.

Strangely enough, the Little Mermaid and Harry Potter have a few things in common:

1) Many people, young and old, dress up to go to these events. As mentioned above, there were LOTS of little girls dressed up as Ariel. While the midnight showing of HP 7.2 may not have had as many dressed up little girls, there were MANY dressed up young adults of all ages, shapes, and sizes.

2) Whether it be at the Little Mermaid, Harry Potter World, or the HP midnight showing, I can happily say I have never seen so many red heads in one place in all my life. What can I say, we seem to just flock to the places where we will be embraced the most. Example?
Little Girl: (widens her eyes and points at me) Look mommy! A grown UP Ariel!

Can you feel the red head love tonight?
Whoops, wrong Disney movie.

2.5) Not only did my red hair get me mistaken for Ariel, but at HP midnight showing I was confused for Ginny Weasley too! Now this was more drunk frat boys at 3 in the morning instead of cute little girls at 8p.m., but hey, you gotta roll with the punches.

So see? There's really not that much that divides the Little Mermaid from Harry Potter. Peeps in costume? Check. Red Heads, fake or REAL? Check. So I encourage you, go see one or both of these lovely pieces of theater. Dress up. Dye your hair red. Go crazy!

'Wish I Could Be Part Of Your World'

Friday, July 8, 2011

Cushing, Oklahoma. Ages 2-8

Squeaking swingsets and the smell of wet, cool sand
The dark wood of a play house,
tiny hands and too short legs
that force me to crawl up to the top level
A massive house, dark back rooms for hide and seek,
secret passageways, running at top speed
Grape ice cream and watching the land before time over and over and over
Racing to the pond for another adventure so exciting it steals your breath
Running through the shade and never ever being afraid of the dark

Monday, July 4, 2011

John, John, Is That You Carrying On?

The 4th of July is celebrated in many, many different ways for Americans, be it Barbeque's and/or fireworks or sprinklers and sparklers. It's all hot fun in the Summer.

Usually my Mom and I go to Boston to visit my sister and revel in the history of our Nation and then watch a huge firework show. which means we head out to the river with the rest of the city and camp out for two hours trying not to melt before enjoying a huge firework display. The first time we did this I brought a book of about 800 pages and got about half way through while we were waiting. It was great fun and remains one of my favorite memories. Another great part of this Boston firework fiesta is that after everything is over, the entire city, and I do mean the ENTIRE CITY, gets up off the ground, gathers up their various blankets and children and begin the long walk home. All of the streets are shut down for the night, so everyone is just walking to and fro across the empty highways and usually busy streets around 11 or midnight. It's great fun, but each time I do it I fee like i'm living through an apocalypse.

If we don't go to Boston, my Mom and I have another tradition of staying home and watching my favorite musical, 1776. As the title hopefully suggests, this musical is about the creation of the declaration of Independence and the men who helped shape it. To some people this would seem like torture, but I implore you to give this musical a chance! For one thing, it has William Daniels playing John Adams, the man who played Mr. Feeny in Boy Meets World. A seriously amazing actor with one of the best voices and comedic timing like you wouldn't believe. This musical is packed full of hilarity and comedy, I love it so, so much. Who knew politics could be so funny? Oh yeah, that's right, there were SEVEN seasons of the West Wing because people couldn't get enough out of it. Hee

However you are spending your Fourth of July, with sparklers or fireworks or walks down empty and deserted highways, I hope it was/is fun and full of laughter. I have John Adams and Ben Franklin to keep me giddy over here. :D

Adams: I cannot write it, I'm obnoxious and disliked, you know that sir.
Franklin: Yes I do.

Friday, June 24, 2011

Let's Get This Party Started

I'm coming home, I'm coming home, tell the world I'm coming home...

I've been at camp for three weeks, and its been a whirlwind adventure, but now it's time to come back home. I've had ups and downs, and I feel like I've grown somewhat and learned some things. There have been laughs and no tears, new friends and very, very lovely old ones. I'm grateful for everything I have and have done, and the love i've felt when I needed it most.

Now it's time for four weeks of freedom. Learning to drive, researching agents, visiting fam in Oklahoma, and NOT getting up at 6:30 am every day. Praise God.

Love to all my friends and family at camp, see you again in four weeks!