There is a recent phenomenon that has suddenly begin to pop up here at the Catholic Student Center...
SLURPEE DAY!
You may be asking, what is this Slurpee Day holiday of which you speak? That, my friend, is the right question. Thanks to my wonderful friend Tyler, Tuesdays and Thursday of every week have now been designated for Slurpee Day. We make an excursion to the local 7-Eleven, where there is a wide variety of Slurpee flavors to choose from. Then, usually after grabbing some snackage, we travel back to the CSC, sipping on Slurpees, the day being suddenly brighter and happier having performed our duty of keeping the new-found tradition of Slurpee Day alive. In the few weeks of its existence, Slurpee Day has gained a few more followers, and some definite fame. How can it not, when I rush in from my 2 o'clock class, screech to a stop next to Tyler (who usually is waiting quite seriously for me by that time), say in a quite excited voice "Slurpee Day!", and then all the occupants of the building witness both he and I running helter skelter out the back doors? It is quite a spectacle, I must admit.
And by the time I post this...it will be...SLURPEE DAY! Join in the sensation that should sweep the nation and start a Slurpee Day at a 7-Eleven near you!!!
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
Rally Towels!
The Basketball season at my university has officially began! And has started well, might I add. Both Men and Women's team ended the night with wins, which is quite exciting given the announcement that we will be joining the WAC by July 1, 2012!
I had missed basketball season. The chants, cheers, music by the band and just the overall atmosphere lifted my spirits and brought joy to me like no other sport besides Track & Field tends to do. And yes, I'm the girl that actually pays attention to sports. I like the competition and bragging rights and sense of pride. It's absolutely awesome!
This weekend has started off with a bang. Can't wait to see what the rest of it holds.
I had missed basketball season. The chants, cheers, music by the band and just the overall atmosphere lifted my spirits and brought joy to me like no other sport besides Track & Field tends to do. And yes, I'm the girl that actually pays attention to sports. I like the competition and bragging rights and sense of pride. It's absolutely awesome!
This weekend has started off with a bang. Can't wait to see what the rest of it holds.
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
I Never Expected This...
So, it's officially happened.
I'm homesick.
That's right, homesick. I love it here at my university, in this town where there's never a shortage of things to do...but I honestly miss South Texas. I've never really missed home this much, but lately it's the only thing on my mind. The slightly saddening thought is that I won't get to see home during Thanksgiving break, due to me spending it in the Hill Country with my family. While yes, I'll get to see some of my family, there's still a great majority that I won't get to see til December at least. The thought of that is almost torturous. My family is a huge factor in my life (as I believe it should be for everyone), and their support gets me through even the worst of times.
I'm finding myself daydreaming of the lazy days spent with cousins, the feeling of waking up to the sounds of my family in the house, or waiting for a relative to come home from work so I can tell them the one idea I've had pent up inside all day just for them...I suppose it shows just where the heart lies.
No only do I miss family, however. I do miss my boyfriend greatly. Since he lives in another city, the distance can be frustrating sometimes. But we're determined to get through this, and I look forward to the day when I can see him again.
I know I call this city home...but my heart is definitely in different places right now. Not a bad thing I suppose, but I'd like to be reunited with my heart sometimes soon.
I'm homesick.
That's right, homesick. I love it here at my university, in this town where there's never a shortage of things to do...but I honestly miss South Texas. I've never really missed home this much, but lately it's the only thing on my mind. The slightly saddening thought is that I won't get to see home during Thanksgiving break, due to me spending it in the Hill Country with my family. While yes, I'll get to see some of my family, there's still a great majority that I won't get to see til December at least. The thought of that is almost torturous. My family is a huge factor in my life (as I believe it should be for everyone), and their support gets me through even the worst of times.
I'm finding myself daydreaming of the lazy days spent with cousins, the feeling of waking up to the sounds of my family in the house, or waiting for a relative to come home from work so I can tell them the one idea I've had pent up inside all day just for them...I suppose it shows just where the heart lies.
No only do I miss family, however. I do miss my boyfriend greatly. Since he lives in another city, the distance can be frustrating sometimes. But we're determined to get through this, and I look forward to the day when I can see him again.
I know I call this city home...but my heart is definitely in different places right now. Not a bad thing I suppose, but I'd like to be reunited with my heart sometimes soon.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Warm Music
So recently I've decided to make a playlist of my best "warm" music. What is warm music? Basically, music that, even in the dead of winter, can make me feel all warm and toasty. And the best I have of this is by Jack Johnson.
I'm a huge Jack Johnson fan. And yes, to the point where I had two of his CDs before he got all famous. There's just something about his music that takes me to a place where I'm calm, usually with the image of the beaches of Port Aransas and fishing off a pier. He is quite possibly one of my favorite artists of all-time, mainly because he has this crazy ability to explain through lyrics the most basic, yet inexplicable, thought processes in our day-to-day lives. Personally, they strike me to the core sometimes, and remind me why life is worth living. Not to mention, his new video is...well...check it out for yourself.
At Or With Me - Jack Johnson
I'm a huge Jack Johnson fan. And yes, to the point where I had two of his CDs before he got all famous. There's just something about his music that takes me to a place where I'm calm, usually with the image of the beaches of Port Aransas and fishing off a pier. He is quite possibly one of my favorite artists of all-time, mainly because he has this crazy ability to explain through lyrics the most basic, yet inexplicable, thought processes in our day-to-day lives. Personally, they strike me to the core sometimes, and remind me why life is worth living. Not to mention, his new video is...well...check it out for yourself.
At Or With Me - Jack Johnson
Friday, November 5, 2010
Coats Indoors
So tonight, I finally caught up with my laundry!
Okay, yes, that's not that big of an accomplishment. But finally changing my major to History with a Secondary Teaching Certification is! Needless to say, I was quite excited about that. I am now a History major, with a Music minor. I definitely feel much chipper about what my life will be like now.
As it is now November, the cold weather is finally making its way into the borders of Texas. Much to my dismay. Especially since the dorm building in which I live has an odd policy on heating systems. You see, the entire buildings' heating doesn't turn on unless it is below 50 degrees outside. So, it is completely out of my control that the temperature in my room is 65 degrees. Flat. For a girl who loves a good 110 heat index in the summer, this is just cruel and unusual. So I have resorted to wearing my black wool coat at all times today. I feel like an idiot, but at least I won't die of hypothermia. Also, I decided to go down to the laundry room and catch up on laundry. Not only was I in desperate need of warm clothing, the laundry room is the central hub from which all residual dryer heat resonates. I was in bliss, curled up with a book, warm for the first time today...
I think I'll make the laundry room my haunt for the rest of the cold months...or at least until the weather warms enough for me to go bask by the river. Ah, that beautiful day will be the dream that gets me through winter...
Okay, yes, that's not that big of an accomplishment. But finally changing my major to History with a Secondary Teaching Certification is! Needless to say, I was quite excited about that. I am now a History major, with a Music minor. I definitely feel much chipper about what my life will be like now.
As it is now November, the cold weather is finally making its way into the borders of Texas. Much to my dismay. Especially since the dorm building in which I live has an odd policy on heating systems. You see, the entire buildings' heating doesn't turn on unless it is below 50 degrees outside. So, it is completely out of my control that the temperature in my room is 65 degrees. Flat. For a girl who loves a good 110 heat index in the summer, this is just cruel and unusual. So I have resorted to wearing my black wool coat at all times today. I feel like an idiot, but at least I won't die of hypothermia. Also, I decided to go down to the laundry room and catch up on laundry. Not only was I in desperate need of warm clothing, the laundry room is the central hub from which all residual dryer heat resonates. I was in bliss, curled up with a book, warm for the first time today...
I think I'll make the laundry room my haunt for the rest of the cold months...or at least until the weather warms enough for me to go bask by the river. Ah, that beautiful day will be the dream that gets me through winter...
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
The Torture and Beauty...
Music.
Just the word makes me happy inside. The problem with music, though, is that something new is always on the horizon. Such as today. I find out one of my favorite artists is coming out with yet another album. Of course, a new CD is something that I cannot afford at this moment in time. But something tells me I will end up buying it...soon.
But sometimes, it's not always the new things that we want the most. Again, I saw a record today (yes, vinyl), that I almost caved and bought. And was it from the past ten years? Nope. Definitely was from 1984. But to have that record...*sigh*. And even further, there is a certain piece of music called Symphony fantastique that I would DIE to acquire. And that isn't even from this century!
Out of all the things that make us human, I'd have to say that music is one of the most important. It is a constant expression of emotion and the world that is in constant motion around us. For what is music without joy, suffering, and longing? Emotions are what make music, and music is the perfect, and sometimes only way, to reveal the innermost turmoil and euphoria of the soul. Music can bring us to tears or make us feel as light as a feather, and all due to the raw sentiments that it represents. Few things in life can do this. I'd go as far as to claim that it is even more powerful and moving than poetry or writings, because sometimes, words are not enough. We've all had that one moment, that, when later recounting it to a friend, we end up saying "There are no words to describe it..." But I find that music can sometimes transcend the gap of explainable and inexpressible. To quote Aldous Huxley "After silence, that which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music." I agree with him completely.
Just the word makes me happy inside. The problem with music, though, is that something new is always on the horizon. Such as today. I find out one of my favorite artists is coming out with yet another album. Of course, a new CD is something that I cannot afford at this moment in time. But something tells me I will end up buying it...soon.
But sometimes, it's not always the new things that we want the most. Again, I saw a record today (yes, vinyl), that I almost caved and bought. And was it from the past ten years? Nope. Definitely was from 1984. But to have that record...*sigh*. And even further, there is a certain piece of music called Symphony fantastique that I would DIE to acquire. And that isn't even from this century!
Out of all the things that make us human, I'd have to say that music is one of the most important. It is a constant expression of emotion and the world that is in constant motion around us. For what is music without joy, suffering, and longing? Emotions are what make music, and music is the perfect, and sometimes only way, to reveal the innermost turmoil and euphoria of the soul. Music can bring us to tears or make us feel as light as a feather, and all due to the raw sentiments that it represents. Few things in life can do this. I'd go as far as to claim that it is even more powerful and moving than poetry or writings, because sometimes, words are not enough. We've all had that one moment, that, when later recounting it to a friend, we end up saying "There are no words to describe it..." But I find that music can sometimes transcend the gap of explainable and inexpressible. To quote Aldous Huxley "After silence, that which comes closest to expressing the inexpressible is music." I agree with him completely.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Myself For Halloween
Halloween. The day of the year where it is possible to be anything you have ever loved...or feared. Now, I have always wanted to be Princess Leia for Halloween. I'd like to think for obvious reasons. Our names sound the same, I'm a brunette, she's just that awesome...So when this year's costumed holiday rolled around, I went for it. I was going to be Princess Leia! But not the white dress. The slave costume.
While yes, this one is a bit more...provocative, it didn't require me to have long hair. Which is one thing I don't have. Instead, I could just put my short-ish hair in a bun, and be done with it. Since this is Texas, Halloween is never that cold, meaning that the costume was doable in that sense. Also, I didn't really plan on being around a ton of people that night. Just a few close friends, which was fine if they saw me in an outfit of this nature, because all of them have seen me in a bathing suit with far less material to it.
The best comment of the night, however, was when my friend (who was a genie...without a bottle), turned and said "Isn't it cool that we can still call Leia, Leah? She's herself for Halloween!" Suddenly, the costume took on an entire new outlook. How many people can say that they were, well, "themselves" for Halloween? Last I had checked, not very many... Which, needless to say, this is now a point of pride for me. I was finally Princess Leia for Halloween. #22 on my Bucket List checked off.
Of course, after Halloween, comes the cold weather...at least here in Texas. I'm sure in other areas of the U.S., it tends to come around sooner. The first cold front (real cold front) came in today, complete with a chilly wind in the morning and drizzly rain in the evening. To top off this under-the-weather weather, I'm feeling a tad sick. Joy. Oh well. After being a character as epic as myself for Halloween, the universe must expect you to pay somehow...
Happy All Souls Day!
While yes, this one is a bit more...provocative, it didn't require me to have long hair. Which is one thing I don't have. Instead, I could just put my short-ish hair in a bun, and be done with it. Since this is Texas, Halloween is never that cold, meaning that the costume was doable in that sense. Also, I didn't really plan on being around a ton of people that night. Just a few close friends, which was fine if they saw me in an outfit of this nature, because all of them have seen me in a bathing suit with far less material to it.
The best comment of the night, however, was when my friend (who was a genie...without a bottle), turned and said "Isn't it cool that we can still call Leia, Leah? She's herself for Halloween!" Suddenly, the costume took on an entire new outlook. How many people can say that they were, well, "themselves" for Halloween? Last I had checked, not very many... Which, needless to say, this is now a point of pride for me. I was finally Princess Leia for Halloween. #22 on my Bucket List checked off.
Of course, after Halloween, comes the cold weather...at least here in Texas. I'm sure in other areas of the U.S., it tends to come around sooner. The first cold front (real cold front) came in today, complete with a chilly wind in the morning and drizzly rain in the evening. To top off this under-the-weather weather, I'm feeling a tad sick. Joy. Oh well. After being a character as epic as myself for Halloween, the universe must expect you to pay somehow...
Happy All Souls Day!
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