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Sunday, January 8, 2012
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Begin Again
I am so excited to tell you guys that my first week of classes went splendidly. Things got rolling with my writing class in which, although a little bigger than I was picturing it to be (still only 30 people), I already absolutely love Professor Lough. I can already tell that it is going to be the perfect balance of serious learning and productivity as a writer with a healthy dose laughter and comfortablility (did I just make that word up? I don't know. See-- I'm already becoming such an innovative writer!). The class is filled with writing majors and when I said that I was a fashion major, I got a couple of looks like "how'd this ditz get in here?" "I think she may be lost," but I am excited to dash all of their preconceived notions about us dum fashion mayjers. CMPA (computers) also went quite well. It seems that my workload will be light but helpful as by the end of the quarter I should have my very own website! Bushka facelift perhaps? Professor Hoshor is also quite entertaining and lively with stories of menopause and her past as a pantomime which makes getting to class by 8am a little easier. Finally- Intro to Fashion Design. Where do I begin? I mean, it literally could not have gone better. Walking in I was so calm and completely comfortable with the idea of absolutely hating the class and immediately dropping my fashion major-- especially after writing had gone so well earlier in the day. After going into three wrong classrooms I sat down and looked around to a classroom full of people that felt like my equals all semi-friendly and smiling (rare for art students). Our Professor is named Sidaway and is from London. After he explained the syllabus, I felt motivated and excited to face the challenges of every project. Everything sounded fun and although some things sounded harder than others, I feel like I am up to the challenge. I left feeling great. I could talk about this for five more paragraphs and bore you all to death, but I have a mountain of homework staring at me beside my computer in a pile of defiance.
It's going to be a busy quarter.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
What I'm Listening To
The day I left, with a little extra time to spare before heading to the airport, I sat down and watched something my mom had recorded on our TV about the Kennedy Center Honors. The Kennedy Center Honors is an award of lifetime achievement in the preforming arts given out every year. This years recipients were Meryl Streep, Neil Diamond, Barbara Cook, Sonny Rollins and Yo-Yo Ma. Watching their peers, colleagues and proteges give amazing tributes to each of them in their specific fields was not only beautiful but moving.
Anywho- during the tribute to Yo-Yo Ma, I discovered that on top of also being an iconic classical musician, he is also a highly regarded bluegrass musician. Who woulda thought? Not this gal. After a little research and few iTunes searches, I stumbled upon his work on a record called "The Goat Rodeo Sessions."
I bought.
I played it.
I played it again.
I haven't turned it off.
It's soothing and interesting in a way that classical music always is, but with a sound that I have never really heard before in regards to the cello.
I mean, I'm no Amelia Burlingham or anything, but this stuff sounds legit. Give it a listen.
Anywho- during the tribute to Yo-Yo Ma, I discovered that on top of also being an iconic classical musician, he is also a highly regarded bluegrass musician. Who woulda thought? Not this gal. After a little research and few iTunes searches, I stumbled upon his work on a record called "The Goat Rodeo Sessions."
I bought.
I played it.
I played it again.
I haven't turned it off.
It's soothing and interesting in a way that classical music always is, but with a sound that I have never really heard before in regards to the cello.
I mean, I'm no Amelia Burlingham or anything, but this stuff sounds legit. Give it a listen.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Oh hey, Academia.
I'm currently sitting in my room dissecting my rolling racks for the perfect first day look (something that always brings a bright spot to the first day of school). It has to be stylish and interesting, but definitely nothing that looks like I'm trying too hard to be noticed. Actually-- the worst thing that could happen is that I look like I'm trying too hard to look like I'm not trying to hard. I mean, I might as well wear my bra and underwear to class instead. Geesh.
Have a good day, everyone! I miss all you crazy Californians already. Can you believe it's only been 2 days?
Sudden realization that needs to be said:
I don't think you guys realize how much I appreciate that people read this blog. The love and support I get from it cannot be measured and I am still a little confused why anyone would take 5 minutes of their day to spend here, but believe me when I say that I am honored.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
It's 2012. Let's Get Down to Business.
After an unexpected detour through Charlotte, I'm finally in Savannah and it feels right.
Monday, January 2, 2012
Goodbye
It's early in the morning and I have a pit in my stomach. This isn't saying much though, because this pit comes whether I'm traveling to Georgia or LA. It's just my thing.
But either way, it should be said that I am traveling to Georgia. Again. Back and forth and back and forth. (Taryn, you get it.)
My bags are packed just in time (don't ask me when I finished) and I am leaving for the airport soon. There will be tears. This is becoming somewhat inevitable no matter where I'm leaving. But by tonight, I will be in a new mindset and new light. Happy as a clam to be reunited with my Savannah family.
Goodbye/Hello.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
2011: In Recap
My hair is brown.
Saddest New Years day ever. Crying at the airport.
Still learning my roommates.
Justin Bieber.
Taylor Swift.
Sub Sandwiches.
"I'll have a half turkey with pepper jack on whole wheat toasted, please. Lettuce, tomato, banana peppers, onions, a little bit of salt and pepper with baja sauce. Thank you."
Eat that. Everyday.
Lived vicariously through Felicity and Ben and Noel.
Lived vicariously through Felicity and Ben and Noel.
Claire creates a competition with herself called, "Let's see if I can complete this whole piece in less than 15 minutes."
Not as fun as you'd think.
Oreos.
Change my major.
Change my major.
Oreos. Oreos. Oreos.
Change my major.
Freshman year is over and I realize that I was blessed beyond belief.
Summer.
At last.
Pit stop: Birmingham.
Pit stop: Dallas.
Oreooos.
Change my major.
I am so excited.
Pit stop: Atlanta.
Taking major classes is fun.
Wednesday night vent inspiration sessions with Baille.
Spend Halloween in my PJ's.
Slutty PJ's are not my costume.
Come home.
Pit stop: Tuscaloosa.
Pit stop: Dallas.
Change my major.
Change my major.
Change my major.
Change my major.
Create.
Eat everything.
Eat more.
New Years day with Casey, Kaitlin and Nicole.
Haven't started packing.
Leave tomorrow.
All is right.
**Wren's bunny named Cocaine
*A choreographed dance to the song "Birthday Sex"
**Wren's bunny named Cocaine
*A choreographed dance to the song "Birthday Sex"
I mean. Come on. I am so freaking blessed. I have an amazing family, I have amazing friends and so much opportunity that God has blessed me with. Can you imagine what 2012 has in store?
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