Out of Oblivion: Becoming a College Graduate

This is a continuation of my series of pulling posts from Xanga, my pre-blogging days.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

[3/4 of this post was utterly boring so I cut it out] …I’m scared that I might make a C in Europe [history]…a 1000 level class in my major!  That’s why I’m stepping it up and studying 5x as much as I have for the last two tests…oh, yeah, I only studied a combined 3-4 hours on the last two tests combined.

Tuesday, May 3, 2005

…Sometime after I went back to sleep I had a crazy “nightmare.”  When I have scary dreams they are never about slashers or serial killers, but about not being able to get done what I am supposed to.  In this dream, I all of the sudden realized that I had done nothing for my ballet class all semester.  I had forgotten I even had it.  I had to try to find a way to get around having a big fat F in a class that was required so that I could still graduate next week.  This fear of failure continued to fill my thoughts until I was awake enough to realize that it was absolutely not true.  I mean, we don’t even have to have ballet to graduate. [No, I didn't take a ballet class, either.]

Friday, May 13, 2005

College is over! The exclamation point might indicate that I’m excited, but really I’m a little overwhelmed. It’s crazy how fast 4 YEARS can go by…it seems like yesterday when my parents dropped me off and I knew no one…now I’m having a hard time saying goodbye to the incredible friends that God has allowed me to know.

Sunday, May 22, 2005

Well, I have to admit something that might make me look like a fool. I got my first C this semester. (that’s not the foolish part…it happens to the best of us) It’s just embarrassing what class I got the C in. HIST 1223. Yes, a 1000-level class, in my major, my last semester. O well. At least I only did 10 hours of work for the entire class. On a brighter note, I did as expected in my other classes and still ended up with a higher GPA than my dismal fall semester. [Now that my schooling career is over, I can tell you that that was my only C. Still embarrassed by what class it was in!]

FQF: Blogging Sockless

1.  What do you value most in other people?

Being real. Not fake and not who they think I want them to be, but who they actually are, honestly. I hope I offer the same.

2.  What’s your favorite Girl Scout cookie?

Growing up, it was Carmel DeLites (Samoas with milk chocolate instead of dark…different names because they’re made by different companies). Now it’s Peanut Butter Patties. Didn’t get any this year, because nobody asked me! I think I need to look into being one of the mystery customers that girls get extra incentives to find. I always hoped I’d find one when I was a girl (sold them for 11 years!).

3.  If you were able to live to the age of 90 and retain either the body or the mind of a 30-year-old for the last 60 years of your life, which would you want?

Definitely the mind. Losing my mental faculties is actually my biggest fear with aging, not wrinkles or bum joints. Though my mind is definitely already going downhill (along with my body), so can I go backwards and have the mind of a 22yo forever?

4.  Have you ever danced on a table, bar, or other platform?

I’ve danced on a stage, which is technically a platform. I’m not sure that’s what the question is asking, but I don’t lead a scandalous life.

5.  Are you wearing socks right now?

Nope. I rarely do in the summer. Which makes the 30 pairs of socks in my drawer a bit out of place. (I didn’t count…if very well could be more, but I don’t want to know)

Contra Dancing, Anyone?

This post is TWO YEARS old, sitting in my drafts folder. We ended up not going contra dancing that night after all (not my decision, but I was incredibly grateful!). I decided to save it for whenever they wanted me to go again…but fortunately was never asked. I think you’ll agree that it’s rather timeless.

Tonight I’m going out with some friends to go contra dancing. Don’t know what contra dancing is? I really don’t either. All I know is that it’s a dance kinda like line dancing or square dancing. Okay. What I CAN tell you is that this is a very big step for me.

Since this is list month:

Why I Don’t Want to Go Contra Dancing Tonight

1. I generally avoid excessive physical exertion. Swimming is my exercise of choice. Swimming =/= dancing.

2. I’m not a good dancer and avoid having to prove it.

3. Apart from a brief stint in a ballet class in middle school, I’ve never danced in public.

4. My to-do list is growing by the day.

5. I haven’t a clue how to contra dance.

Yet,

Why I Am Going to Go Contra Dancing Tonight

1. Friends who desire my good (I think) have pressed me to go.

2. I believe that you should try something before you say you don’t like it.

3. I said I would go if a certain other friend would go.

4. She apparently isn’t as hard headed and anti-dance as me and has agreed to go.

5. I gave my word.

If I live through this, I’ll let you know how it goes!

Dance of the Sugar-Plum Fairy

Another one of my favorite Christmas songs is the Dance of the Sugar-Plum Fairy from Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker. It’s a great tune, both light and substantive as only classical music can be.
I remember going to see the Nutcracker performed as a child. I loved it. I’ve always enjoyed plays and ballet (singular, because I think this is the only one I’ve been to).
A little known fact is that I actually took ballet class for 2 years in middle school. Yeah, I know that is surprising as I have neither the body type nor the classic femininity and poise associated with the dance. Really, it was just a fun form of exercise to take the place of gymnastics. I’ve never excelled at any sport, or in this case dance, that I tried: soccer, gymnastics, basketball, ballet, or tennis. Though that didn’t stop me from dreaming of representing America in the 1996 or 2000 Olympics!
What is something that you wished you had excelled at when you were a kid? Is there something you had aspirations of being but not the abilities?
12 Days of Christmas, Day 3