So, let me begin by apologizing for my spelling error in the last post. That's the last time I rely on spell check! And hey, it's not my fault that I've had more cause to write the word "condemn" than "condom" over the course of my life. But thank you for catching it, Kristen. The fact that you, of all people, caught it has provided me with a level of entertainment and satisfaction that far outweighs the temporary embarrassment of being the English major who can't spell. :)
Anyway... apparently Emily went out with some people for breakfast today. And Kristen, as per usual, briefly expanded on some event she attended with a real live person (a tendency she has been developing since the start of college) for me earlier. And Tom... well, he's Tom. Duh. But beyond the foursome (I mean that in the most platonic way possible), everywhere I look there are people who know each other that are doing homework or eating or talking or eating and talking when they are supposed to be doing homework, or some other form of human-to-human interaction. The closest I usually get is spending time in a room where other people are interacting. Not to say that I haven't tried, and with some (very limited) success. Basically there are familiar faces that I wave to and converse briefly with if our paths cross, but largely nothing beyond that.
I don't understand it. Me? I'm social by nature! I'm supposed to be the person that is... I don't know, somewhat of a social presence! I have good verbal abilities and an affinity for people. Why has it not translated into my college life? Maybe I was wrong about myself in high school. Maybe I'm more annoying to listen to than anything, and the people I knew in high school were just much more enabling then those in college.
Now thankfully I have some Phi Alpha Delta (pre-law frat) events in the near future that could help remedy this situation. I heard a lot of the returning members say that they joined in part because they didn't know anyone and they were having trouble adjusting, and they subsequently made some amazing friends in PAD. I sincerely hope the same is true for me. Also, I have just barely started to get to know the group of people who juggle on campus every week. I juggled with them again today (I'm improving, by the way! Yay!) and found out more about the people in the group. One woman is a special ed teacher who wants to teach abroad. Another woman is a math teacher at a local high school and her husband is also in the group. I'm not sure what Mark does, but something in psychology. One of the younger guys talked about maybe going to Ohio or something of college next year... maybe he goes to Pima Community College? At any rate, I am actually the only UA student in the group. Does it count as meeting people if they're older than I am and they don't go to the school? I think it should. But if it doesn't, PAD will likely provide actual UA friends, plus rehearsal for Rosencrantz and Guildenstren starts on October 7, and I really hope they are receptive to me: a freshman with a small role. I'm sure going to give it the old college try. (Please forgive the painfully obvious pun...)
I took my examen muy grande de espanol hoy. I think I did bien. Posiblemente an A, pero maybe a B. Seguromente no lower than that, which is fabuloso. Estudie mucho, and it helped a lot, yo pienso.
I really hope I can speak that language con fluencia one day. :)
Oh ok, I just remembered something else I wanted to mention: there's this girl that I met at orientation whose name (I think) is Erica... and considering she just said hi to me and called me by name, I sincerely hope that is her name. Anyway, at orientation she seemed pretty nervous about college, and I was my usual self, cracking jokes and making conversation that seemed to put her at ease (but she could have been having an aneurysm because of my speaking... I've lost nearly all confidence in what I formerly believed to be my one talent: talking). But the other day I saw her hard at work at IQ Fresh (eating place on campus) and I thought to myself, "This is the girl who was worried about adjusting... she seems to be doing fine after all..." and then just now she came down, said hi to me over here, and then began conversing with the two people playing ping pong. (For anyone who is now wondering where I am, I'm in the rec room in the basement of my residence hall. Sorry, no ping pong party going on in my room, which is a cryin' shame, since that is one of the best alliterations ever.) So basically she is doing great in college, along with everyone else on the planet besides me. Well good. I've always liked being unique.
Oh man, I just watched this girl introduce herself to the folks by the ping pong table, and she has this Ms. Sarager happiness about her, and then she started playing ping pong and promptly insulted (in the most sugar-coated, undetectable, Marie Barone kind of way) the girl opposite her, who just looked a little confused. Oh wait, she just did it again... seriously, there is no way I'm worse off than airy-falsetto-voice-too-happy-for-color-tv chick over here. But maybe so...
Don't you love the "real time" entry thing I've got going on here? It's like the good ol' days of radio. :)
I'm kind of putting off ending this entry because I know there are like two things I wanted to write about that have totally escaped my mind... gah, I hate it when that happens. I'm only almost 19. You would think my mental retention would be fairly good still. I blame Stafford. One too many pointless essays eroded my brain capacity.
Ooook, I'll give up on whatever brilliance I have yet to write for now. Something for us all to look forward to.
Oh wait! Ok, two things for next time: the stupidity of college students' self-induced sleep deprivation and "the digestive biscuit" perspective. See? Now you're hooked. And I don't even think those were what I wanted to write about... I'm just full of useless crap. But then I am an English major.
Oh wait, the other girl playing ping pong just said to the strange girl, "I love how you passively insult people..." And in case you couldn't tell, the statement was said facetiously. And those of us bystanders just can't help watching. It's the conversational equivalent of a car wreck that keeps happening.
Verse of the moment: "Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden wit Christ in God." -Colossians 3:1-3
In Him,
Lindsey
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What am I?! Chopped liver?! Tom, don't answer that. But Lindsey, I am just as poor off as you--perhaps some hang out time is in order? I would thoroughly enjoy that. Cafe Sonora, perhaps? It's not quite Taco Bell, but it's close enough. :) Love you, girl.
And Tom says my posts are long? Sheesh. Then again, yours are far more eloquent and amusing than mine are. I am quite jealously of your gift of language...
no no, not chopped liver. but tom would say you don't count because i already knew you prior to college. his point (which is unfortunately valid) is that i am incapable of meeting new people. i think it's his way of telling me he was only being charitable by being my friend all these years. :) yes, but some hang out time is certainly in order. Cafe Sonora is awesome. Sometime tomorrow, perhaps.
Oh, and thank you for the compliment. :)
My point is that you shoud make more of a concerted effort to meet new people, not that you cannot communicate. Trust me Lindsey, we all know you like to communicate. A lot. Just do it with the people you kinda recognize.
And allison, you went like a month with no post then suddenly, BAM, two long post in less than 24 hours and the confluence of the length and my lack of sleep made for a rather pitiable sight.
And I don't understand the whole ping-pong show down. Are they passively-agressively cat fighting?
not cat-fighting. that would imply there was a reason for and malice behind the comments. more like the one girl makes so many supposedly harmless but actually insulting comments that she makes Kristen's foot-in-the-mouth tendency look minute. and the girl making the insults either really doesn't know she's doing it, or is really good at acting like a clueless idiot.
Hmmm...now it sounds less fun.
Wow... again...I must have something wrong with me to still be friends with you people...jk
Lindsey, as much as you have a talent for putting yourself down (and I mean that lovingly)...it takes time....I have had breakfast once with a kid from my english class. I met him because there are only 12 people in the class and our teacher doesn't speak english well....we have to pass the time somehow...other than that....I am pretty pathetic too....
But we will forget about petheticness (new word, copywrite laws apply) this weekend and enjoy each other's company...and DOUBT!!!!!! Yes, not as gooid as the movie will be but it will prepare us and make us more anxious (which I didn't think was possible when it came to Meryl!)
This has nothing to do with anything you posted, but seeing as how you are impossible to cantact by any other method, I must resort to this.
I found another idol for you Lindsey. One who combines 3 of your skills/passions: theatre, writing, and begin funny. Get ready for a mind-blowing human.
Hroswitha, the first female dramatist of the west. Yes, she spent her time as Abess of the Gandersheim Monastery in Saxony running both a small country, it seems (the monastery came complete with a small army), and writing wonderful comedic and didactic plays teching, what else, christian morals! So I guess thats two more Lindsey ideals: christian and a nun!
ok. Enough for now. Maybe I'll call soon. but if I do, you should pick up, it makes having a conversation easier.
And I just googled her. Catholis Encyclopedia describes her as, "the celebrated nun-poetess of the teth century." Yes, poetess. How heteronormative...
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