Sunday, November 30, 2008

I am physically drained.

Two more weeks... one of class, one of tests and then I'm home for a month.

In spite of all this, I have returned to reading for fun. I am reading This Side of Paradise. I've decided to leave it at home so I won't be tempted to abandon the book I'm forced to read. I'm also rereading Pride and Prejudice.

Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth are perhaps my two favorite characters of all time. Jane Austen's wit is so amusing to me. I am sad to be done with all her novels, I can never read them with novelty again.

Thursday, November 27, 2008


Token blog post. (He always says I never post about him!)

Well, it is not ironic that this is on Thanksgiving.

I'm truly lucky.

Wednesday, November 26, 2008


This summer I had my heart set on going to London. Well, that didn't pan out. However, there is a trip that's more in my price range: Israel with Dr. Appold.

It's 5 weeks. We spend most of it in Israel at an archeological dig. Weekends are spent traveling to places around the middle east like Jordan, Egypt, Syria and other parts of Israel. We'd stay in a kibbutz just off the Sea of Galilee and have shabbat dinners every Friday.

Pair all this with the fact that I'll have a semester of Hebrew under my belt and you have a life changing experience that includes 6 credit hours!


Dr. Appold told me students are allowed to bring home shards of pottery that the archeologists deem irrelevant. The anthropology nerd in me is purring very loudly.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Dr. Burton

Not to long ago, I switched my Theatre major to PHRE. It all happened when I walked into a professors office and asked for help with my schedule. I didn't know Dr. Burton very well, I had only gone to a few of her ballet classes and we briefly discussed aesthetics at a PBK last semester, but I did not expect her to recognize me, let alone know my name. Not only did she remember me, but she was incredibly excited to hear that I was interested in her field of expertise. Within seconds, I was in the process of filling out change of major forms and selecting her to be my advisor. She told me I could have an override into any of her classes and I chose History of Philosophy I: Ancient Greece. The class and the professor have both been phenomenal.

I'm the type of person that needs strong mentors. In high school I had three: (the R's) Mr. Rudzinski, Mr. Robson, and Miss Rusnak. The first was a history and theology teacher and it is no surprise that I am now majoring in most of his areas of expertise. Mr. Robson, my art teacher, taught me about my favorite truth excersize: plastic art. I only was able to spend a year with Miss Rusnak discussing literature, but in that year I learned I was not the greatest writer since Fitzgerald and that humble relization helped me improve.

All three of these people still keep in touch with me, especially Mr. Robson. In fact, I had the opportunity to spend time with him yesterday. He's so gloriously sarcastic and brilliant. Nearly all I know of art is due to his patience to answer my myriad questions. When I went into his office yesterday I noticed that so many of his attributes (the rotting apple, the half bitten cheese on the wall and the capes we made when we dressed up as him for super hero day) all still littered his wall. I just love how they share the wall with great works of Post Impressionism and Fauvism.

Anyway, I plopped into that chair and it was like seventh hour had recently ended, and it was just the two of us waiting for A-Team practice. I didn't realize how stressed out I was until he asked me how things have been. I told him of my crazy schedule, recent domestic issues, paradoxes, my always pulsing inferiority complex -- he listened, responded, shared his own troubles. It was so nice to catch up. His mentorship would be worth several chapters in an autobiography and I cannot express how much I appreciate his quite wisdom and the hours we've spent talking in that ridiculous office.

Dr. Burton's office is a place I'm starting to find solace in as well. Naturally, I do not talk to her about unacademic issues and we do not have nearly as many inside jokes, but she is helping me realize the vast possibilities available to Truman students. She also day dreams for me, which is fantastic. I love how excited she becomes when we talk about my future and what I can become. Princeton and the Rhodes Scholarship seem almost tangible with all of her encouragements. The latter is a long way off -- and it seems almost presumptuous to mention... but Dr. Burton and I will dream and I will do my best to be worthy of the future we invision.

Monday, November 17, 2008

Random Samplings


My brain is anticipating Thanksgiving Break this week and thus is completely useless as of late. I can't motivate myself to do anything!

I feel like this blog entry is going to be as scattered as the rest of my mental output.

A few things:

A. I hate gilded relationships
B. I was elected PSP Scholarship chair (following in my Big's footsteps!)
C. Dr. Appold took myself and three other cool St. Paul Lutheran goers to lunch in Memphis and it was fantastic! (I ordered the Reuben, equally as wonderful!)
D. Emily Fassi will be living avec moi et Mary next semester. I'm excited! We are hoping to get a piano aussi!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008


Although studying the rediscovery of the Mosaic Torah is interesting, I thought I'd take a quick break from Hebrew Scriptures to vomit.

Word vomit, that is.

Nothing mean or sharp. I'd just like to type the word disappointment and hopefully feel better.

Poetry and blogging have been two fantastic sources of mental acupuncture. And although these little entries may seem insignificant, they help.

On a different subject. I might be wrong, but I think I'm being stalked in the library. If I didn't have so much homework, I'd experiment by moving around.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

I dumped 20 books into the library return slot.

My stress went with them.

Friday, November 7, 2008

Poem I wrote in Calc:

find the rate of change in me, x
where I seek infinity. +
define me unambiguously; x
that I may be solved =
mathematically. 2x

Sunday, November 2, 2008


I attribute most of my academic success to the clever usage of post it notes.

Currently, I have five adorning my room.