Hey all (ha, I say "all" like people aside from Allison, Emily, Kristen, and Tom read this thing...).
Sorry I haven't blogged for a while. First came exams, then came catching up on the reading I neglected during exams, then came Phi Alpha Delta and the show, and interspersed in there were a few mild meltdowns. Very time consuming stuff.
Anyway, it seems I have made through my first wave of exams/projects. Not at all gracefully, mind you, but I have made it through nonetheless. I did well (as "well" as one can do in a philosophy based class) on my work for English, my Spanish teacher asked me if my family is Spanish because of my accent and has since been very happy with me and my class contributions (side note: when she asked me, I couldn't help think of Tom and the fact that he gets perks for being Spanish and I am every bit Spanish except for in the technical, biological, ancestral sense of the word...that just sucks...), my Geology class is pretty easy and I like my professor quite a bit (the fact that I got a 95% on my exam may have something to do my current affinity for the class), and I'm still waiting to see if there is yet a shoe to drop in my Modern Latin America class. I'll let you know (I know you'll be losing sleep over the matter...)
As far as my extracurriculars go, it has been overwhelming. Phi Alpha Delta is so involved, it is hard to wrap my mind around. I feel like I am sucking hard core at being a part of that fraternity, and the fact that I have rehearsal every week night from 6 to 10 for the next month will not exactly bolster my PAD involvement. I'm trying not to think about the requirements of the fraternity and just have fun with it. The requirements will take care of themselves. I have my Mock Trial competition for PAD on the 18th and that wigs me out to no end. I decided to venture to be an attorney (when being a witness is infinitely easier) on my first time, and I'm kind of freaking out. Buuuuut, whatever. Similarly, I signed up for a basketball tournament within PAD for Sunday, and I'm afraid I'm going to make a fool of myself. But I'm an actor, so I guess I should be used to that.
Speaking of acting, my read-through was this week and rehearsal begins on Monday. I really hope I get to know the cast and director because I like them a lot; I'm a freshman, a girl in a guy-dominated show, and I have a small part, so that'll make it hard, but who doesn't love a good challenge now and then?
And then there's juggling. In many ways my favorite, mostly because it is so low key but awesome at the same time. I started clubs this week (Tom understands the difficulty in this endeavor). They're tough, but I managed to make six or seven catches with three pins after about 20 minutes. And I've been learning new three ball tricks that make me happy. They folks I juggle with have been teaching me well. And then last week I went out with Mark, Ian, and Sedgwick afterward because rehearsal is going to prevent me from hanging out with them after juggling for like a month and a half. Thankfully juggling starts at 4:30 PM and rehearsal isn't until 6, so I won't miss out on weekly juggling. I am very glad. :)
Hanging out with those guys was fun. We went out for pizza and beer (well, beer for them, Diet Coke for me) and talked for a while. They are pretty awesome. But no one get excited or disturbed or begin to worry that the Apocalypse is fast approaching, because none of them are interested in me in anything resembling a romantic way, particularly because they are all too old for me (late 20s to mid 30s). But they're good friends. And I enjoy friends immensely.
Oh, so in Spanish class the other day we had to read a story that was kind of a fantasy story (I totally missed the fact that the guy turns into a newspaper at the end...got lost in translation...) and when we were done, our teacher said we had fifteen minutes to write our own fantasy. She mentioned that someone in her first class wrote a poem, so I thought I would venture to do the same. I mean, I write poetry, and I've always wanted to write poetry in Spanish, but I've been too timid to try. So I dove in and wrote my first Spanish poem (which had to have a fantastical angle) in 15 minutes. Here it is:
Hoy
Nada es bueno
Mis ojos son rojos
Porque no dormi
Y mi cuerpo esta cansado
El mundo es un poco pesado hoy
Pero tengo salvacion:
Mi papel del teatro
Cuando yo actuo
Este mundo sale decpacio
Y el mundo--las problemas--del papel
Son mios.
Hoy, quiero esas problemas.
Mi papel es de una reina
Mi postura es rigida
Mi voz es fuerte
Y mi hijo me aborrece
Es triste...para mi es mejor
Pero cuando la obra termina
Y sali el teatro
Nada es el mismo
Estoy en Dinamarca permanente
Porque es que yo quise
Pero este mundo es mas oscuro que el primero
Y no lo quiero ahora
Que ironico.
So there you go. Terrible poem in and of itself in my opinion, but oh well. Sorry I am too lazy to insert the accents.
Ok well, I'm sure I'll have more do discuss later. But for now, I think I may nap. Or juggle.
Oh, wait! Kristen has a boy! She doesn't know his name, but that's only because she's starting to lose track of all the men in her life. I'm a little concerned, but it is in the Lord's hands. Anyone who wants to join me in a prayer meeting for Kristen, let me know. We'll ask God to curb her strong tendency for flirtation that college has allowed to go beyond playing hard-to-get with Tom. Tom dear, you were good practice for her. Kristen, be careful with those powerful feminine wiles of yours. Don't be too Siren-like. It's cruel to all those men who can't help but drool over you. Emily and Allison: I think we better speed up the planning process for Kristen's bachelorette party.
On that note, farewell until soon!
Bible verse of the moment: "Rejoice in the Lord always. I will say it again: Rejoice! Let your gentleness be evident to all. The Lord is near. Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." --Philippians 4:4-7
In Him,
Lindsey
PS - oh oh, I've socialized this week! I'll have to write about that next time...
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Lindsey!!!!!!!!!!! WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? You don't have to go sharing my life through your blog...that is soooo not fair! And you twist everything around to make it sound worse than it actually is. So, for all of you who are thinking horrible things about me right now, let me clarify: I do NOT have a boy. It is true that I kind of hung out with this guy even though I don't know his name but I am determined to find out. In the meantime, it is nothing and there will be no praying about my flirtatious tendencies or planning for my bachelorette party! Thank you Lindsey for that awful paragraph about my life.
Also, I think you are crazy to try and juggle all of this stuff in your life...ha ha...juggle- that's what you're doing too :). Seriously, though, how can you possibly get everything done with a four hour rehearsal every evening? Well, I guess I should be a better friend than that and offer some encouragement, so...although I don't think it's possible for you to accomplish what you need to with all of your activities, I'm sure that if you rely on God to be your strength, He will lead you through it. Aw, how nice am I, telling you that you are nothing and can't do anything without Him? Yes I know you are flattered. :) Well, that's all I guess...other than the fact that, no, this is not over Lindsey because I am going to stay mad at you for a while for making me sound so horrible in writing- At least mad at you until you call again. Ok, I'm done now. Adios! (ha ha, this is my contribution to Spanish; you write a poem, I say "Adios", how powerful a statement!. I think my Spanish skills beat yours- ha ha NOT!- that was a compliment by the way in case you didn't catch it :) )
I just want to say, Kristen called me to tell me about he man, and I was at CRU (I'll write about that) and it picked up on her and I had ot hang up on her again. But she called me last night, and I was coincidentally at the Sanchez house again, and she told me not to read your blog until I heard the whole story because your version is skewed. The Sanchez family and I had an interesting convo with Kris. I will write about that too.
As for your life...Sounds intense but going well. I am happy for you. :)
Oh, Kris' comment says, "I do NOT have a boy." You're right Kris, you have a man. We're all adults now, we call them men.
That is where I will end!
Love you
WAIT
my word is
ecazorba it sounds like a greek dessert....
Wow. Didn't catch that mistake between the distinction between "boy" and "man." Thanks for catching that one Em. It will not happen again!
Kristen, you write too much and you make the rest of us look bad.
Lindsey, you speak spanish too much and make the rest of us look bad.
And you do too much, too.I'm supposed to be the bust one, remember? Socially and academically. Now because you've gone all social butterfly on us, I have to stay up till at least 3 to even hang even...
Here's my Spanish contribution:
WE ARE IN AMERICA! SPEAK AMERICAN!
And Lindsey, are you upset that Kristen won the boy race? If this was the cold war, boy-with-no-name would be sputnik; Lindsey, America; and Kristen, the Soviet Union. Please don't let this end with the nuclear annihilation of everything.
And to set the record straight:
Although Kristen tried to make me jealous, I did not work. I told her that I didn't care who she hooked up with or how often because I don't want baggage on the opposite coast.
and Kristen, some advice, stick to insulting Lindsey, you really cannot compliment her at all. I'll compliment her for you.
"My Lindsey, what a happenin' social life you have?"
"All the better to replace you with..."
Was that too mean? I didn't mean that to be, I'm just tired and panicky and stressed.
Over and out!
Excuse me Tom, I think my compliments are excellent. Just because I don't give you any does not mean they're worthless. And there is no "boy race," ok?! By the way, I found out his name but have decided not to tell any of you so that, particularly when Lindsey and Em visit, you won't know who he is. And I'm not going to tell my roommates either so you can't get it out of them. Ha!
And...I will write as much as I want to. I'm sorry you're so insecure Tom that you can't help but comparing yourself to others and in doing so, make yourself look bad. Besides, I don't see how me writing a lot makes you look bad. And Tom, stop complaining about having to comment on their posts/lives. It only takes like five minutes! Do you not have that much time to devote to your best friends?
As for the whole Spanish thing, I think we could use some culture. I'm not saying we should all learn Spanish because of the horde of immigrants who speak it, but that we should all learn another language in order to better appreciate the different cultures around us. It will also help our foreign relations if we show we understand the way they live (not that learning a language is the only difference). Also, minorities in America make up close to the same population as "white" people so it doesn't make sense to say that there is no other culture worth understanding around us...and speaking a different language is the first step to realizing a new culture. Yes Tom, they should all know how to speak English too. I'm not saying we should learn Spanish so that they don't have to learn English but that there are benefits to learning another language. Just because Lindsey speaks better Spanish than you do even though you're supposed to be the one with "hispanic" roots, doesn't mean we should just blow off learning another language. Everyone has their gifts and yours just isn't languages.
And Tom, the whole "Speak American" thing is kind of stereotypical. And it doesn't make much sense to what you are trying to say since there are plenty of people in America who don't speak English. That would totally defeat your point because then, the "American" language could encompass a number of languages: English, Spanish, Mandarin, German, etc... And how exactly are you going to define "American?" If you're going by majority, then the majority is going to change to the minorities in our lifetime and then what? Tell more than half the country to get a grip and "speak American?" You're dumb Tom.
I realize most of this is me talking to Tom, so I'm sorry Lindsey. And i think Tom was rather rude to you about your social life. I thought we had already established that we (you and I, Tom) were going to stop bothering them (Lindsey and Emily) about it seeing as they already have such good friends (us!) and shouldn't have to force those awkward and shallow friendships if they don't want to.
Ok, I'll be done for now.
-One with opinions
They even have marital spats through blog comments. I am so sorry Lindsey that they subject you to this.
My word today is: lqgedml, which is grammatically incorrect. There is no u after the q.....I learned something...
Kristen, "La brevedad es el alma agudeza."
What now?
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