It's nice to know that some thing never change
Today as I meandered around campus after my Physics quiz, I discovered that no matter how far I travel from home, I can still find countless ways to humilate myself. Though the quiz didn't go quite as well as I'd hoped (alas, silly mistakes!) I felt a burst of rejuvenation as I stepped out the doors and into the sunny light of the upcoming weekend. What a glorious day! 75 degrees, sunny and warm with a light breeze. Who could ask for anything more?
So off I went to the cyber cafe, where I got a veggie burger as my reward for the long week. I then trotted over to the lake, humming Gershwin tunes merrily, and I stumbled across Mickey reading the New York Times on one of the benches. We chatted as I ate, and she laughed at me as I shrieked loudly at the bees attempting to land on my food. It was quite pleasant.
But then I decided to go back up to my room, only I now had several trillion lightweight items in my arms. Due to the heat, my sweatpants were also rolled up in a ridiculous fashion, and once I started walking one of the legs came unrolled though the other remained stuck. The fact that one side was up kind of bothered me, so I began to attempt to pull the pants leg down. When that failed, due to the large quantity of junk I was carrying, I stopped and next tried a little hopping motion, using my left foot, to try to even out my pants. That also failed, though it produced a smile from the girl behind me. Feeling slightly embarrassed, I decided to just let it be, so I plodded on. A few seconds later I began to mount the stone steps up to my dorm and immediately tripped, nearly falling down completely. The aforementioned girl started to grin this time, and I smiled sheepishly at her as she walked past me to hold the door open for me. Once I got inside, I realized that I needed to get my card out so I could get up the stairs... sounds simple enough, but at the time it seemed an insurmountable obstacle. Bracing myself, I shifted all the items in my arms off to the right side of my body, my nearly-finished cup of water teetering dangerously atop the pile. I glanced up at the girl one more time and said, "You know, it must be really amusing to walk behind me." She laughed as she passed, turned back and said, "Well at least you didn't drop anything!"
Knock on wood.
Wouldn't you know it, but not a second after those words left her mouth, the entire pile caved. Everything slipped at once in a huge CRASH to the ground, leaving me standing, one pants leg still half-rolled up, card in hand, staring down at my belongings with resignation and disgust. Good heavens.
I'm learning to embrace such moments of embarrassment. Looking back is certainly amusing! So that was quite the experience.
Last weekend my mother, sister, and three relatives from Iowa (my great uncle John and aunt Beth, and second cousin Angie) came down for the Notre Dame game. It was incredible! I remember telling my mom that one of the things I'd miss most about high school was the football, but now I understand why she smiled when I said that. Notre Dame football is completely indescribable. The traditions, the cheers, the people, the atmosphere... it's impossible to completely summarize the rush of emotions I felt over that weekend. The pep rally was so much fun, thanks especially to the random comments of the guys standing behind us. After that I met up with the Iowans for dinner, which was great. I hadn't seen them in years and years, so it was nice to catch up. They dropped me off with two huge containers of cookies and brownies, so I took one over to Notre Dame to share them with my friends as we watched "Rudy" on the quad. I cried, as always, and then we wandered around until the midnight drummer's circle was about to start. I was really excited about seeing it - the drummers and hundreds of students gathered around the steps of the dome to go through the cheers and just have a mini-pep rally thing. However due to my own error, I had to leave early, which turned out fine in the end. Mom came to pick me up, which was amusing because tons of girls trying to leave for parties thought she was a cab driver. But it was great to see her! Kristy stayed in my room with me, and we didn't get a whole lot of sleep.
But that was fine, because it was a Notre Dame football day! Thousands of people wearing the gold shirt wandering around campus, different booths of food set up at every dorm, tailgating and music and cheering... we watched the band perform on the steps of Bond Hall, as is tradition, then listened to the trumpets play the alma mater in the dome, watched the band and the color guard parade to the stadium, then finally made our way in. The game, as you might have heard by now, was amazing but heartbreaking. We lost in overtime, but I've never had so much fun in my life. There are so many cheers! And every time Notre Dame scores, hundreds of students get lifted up in the air to do push ups, so the whole crowd it just a sea of bodies! It was awesome. After that we went to mass at the Basilica, then out to eat. Kristy and I had pancakes for dinner at 10 PM, hehe.
After breakfast on Sunday morning, Kristy and mom left again. :-( I was so sad to see them go, but it was nice just to have a couple days with them, particularly with Kristy leaving for Rome in less than a week!!! That's so exciting for her! So yes, indeed. On Sunday the Packers played rather poorly again, much to my chagrin. It was even worse because I watched the game with three Browns fans. The day wasn't a total loss though - I got to see a stunning piano recital by the artist in-residence here, Dr. Jeffrey Jacob.
This week has flown by, as they always do. It's like a whole different world down here. I've had a few quizzes and tests, but all in all the week has been quite nice. I'm definitely looking forward to the weekend! We might go iceskating tomorrow night, or to karaoke? Or both? Who knows, there's always something going on here! My friends and I are planning a day trip to Chicago in a couple weeks, though that has yet to be specified... we shall see. And then there'll be the USC game and fall break! I can't even believe how fast it's going.
I guess I didn't follow through on my last goal to have insightful, frequent posts. I never anticipate the days to be as busy as they become. However don't lose faith in me yet - there is hope! I will do my best in the weeks to come. Until we meet again, farewell.
So off I went to the cyber cafe, where I got a veggie burger as my reward for the long week. I then trotted over to the lake, humming Gershwin tunes merrily, and I stumbled across Mickey reading the New York Times on one of the benches. We chatted as I ate, and she laughed at me as I shrieked loudly at the bees attempting to land on my food. It was quite pleasant.
But then I decided to go back up to my room, only I now had several trillion lightweight items in my arms. Due to the heat, my sweatpants were also rolled up in a ridiculous fashion, and once I started walking one of the legs came unrolled though the other remained stuck. The fact that one side was up kind of bothered me, so I began to attempt to pull the pants leg down. When that failed, due to the large quantity of junk I was carrying, I stopped and next tried a little hopping motion, using my left foot, to try to even out my pants. That also failed, though it produced a smile from the girl behind me. Feeling slightly embarrassed, I decided to just let it be, so I plodded on. A few seconds later I began to mount the stone steps up to my dorm and immediately tripped, nearly falling down completely. The aforementioned girl started to grin this time, and I smiled sheepishly at her as she walked past me to hold the door open for me. Once I got inside, I realized that I needed to get my card out so I could get up the stairs... sounds simple enough, but at the time it seemed an insurmountable obstacle. Bracing myself, I shifted all the items in my arms off to the right side of my body, my nearly-finished cup of water teetering dangerously atop the pile. I glanced up at the girl one more time and said, "You know, it must be really amusing to walk behind me." She laughed as she passed, turned back and said, "Well at least you didn't drop anything!"
Knock on wood.
Wouldn't you know it, but not a second after those words left her mouth, the entire pile caved. Everything slipped at once in a huge CRASH to the ground, leaving me standing, one pants leg still half-rolled up, card in hand, staring down at my belongings with resignation and disgust. Good heavens.
I'm learning to embrace such moments of embarrassment. Looking back is certainly amusing! So that was quite the experience.
Last weekend my mother, sister, and three relatives from Iowa (my great uncle John and aunt Beth, and second cousin Angie) came down for the Notre Dame game. It was incredible! I remember telling my mom that one of the things I'd miss most about high school was the football, but now I understand why she smiled when I said that. Notre Dame football is completely indescribable. The traditions, the cheers, the people, the atmosphere... it's impossible to completely summarize the rush of emotions I felt over that weekend. The pep rally was so much fun, thanks especially to the random comments of the guys standing behind us. After that I met up with the Iowans for dinner, which was great. I hadn't seen them in years and years, so it was nice to catch up. They dropped me off with two huge containers of cookies and brownies, so I took one over to Notre Dame to share them with my friends as we watched "Rudy" on the quad. I cried, as always, and then we wandered around until the midnight drummer's circle was about to start. I was really excited about seeing it - the drummers and hundreds of students gathered around the steps of the dome to go through the cheers and just have a mini-pep rally thing. However due to my own error, I had to leave early, which turned out fine in the end. Mom came to pick me up, which was amusing because tons of girls trying to leave for parties thought she was a cab driver. But it was great to see her! Kristy stayed in my room with me, and we didn't get a whole lot of sleep.
But that was fine, because it was a Notre Dame football day! Thousands of people wearing the gold shirt wandering around campus, different booths of food set up at every dorm, tailgating and music and cheering... we watched the band perform on the steps of Bond Hall, as is tradition, then listened to the trumpets play the alma mater in the dome, watched the band and the color guard parade to the stadium, then finally made our way in. The game, as you might have heard by now, was amazing but heartbreaking. We lost in overtime, but I've never had so much fun in my life. There are so many cheers! And every time Notre Dame scores, hundreds of students get lifted up in the air to do push ups, so the whole crowd it just a sea of bodies! It was awesome. After that we went to mass at the Basilica, then out to eat. Kristy and I had pancakes for dinner at 10 PM, hehe.
After breakfast on Sunday morning, Kristy and mom left again. :-( I was so sad to see them go, but it was nice just to have a couple days with them, particularly with Kristy leaving for Rome in less than a week!!! That's so exciting for her! So yes, indeed. On Sunday the Packers played rather poorly again, much to my chagrin. It was even worse because I watched the game with three Browns fans. The day wasn't a total loss though - I got to see a stunning piano recital by the artist in-residence here, Dr. Jeffrey Jacob.
This week has flown by, as they always do. It's like a whole different world down here. I've had a few quizzes and tests, but all in all the week has been quite nice. I'm definitely looking forward to the weekend! We might go iceskating tomorrow night, or to karaoke? Or both? Who knows, there's always something going on here! My friends and I are planning a day trip to Chicago in a couple weeks, though that has yet to be specified... we shall see. And then there'll be the USC game and fall break! I can't even believe how fast it's going.
I guess I didn't follow through on my last goal to have insightful, frequent posts. I never anticipate the days to be as busy as they become. However don't lose faith in me yet - there is hope! I will do my best in the weeks to come. Until we meet again, farewell.
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