My greatest struggle this break is eating and no, I am not trying to look like the girls we see on TV. It is genuinely not having an appetite and not really knowing what foods I like and which ones I don't.
I’m currently on day one of my week-long break from school, which should be great because it was a hard month; I strived harder to become a better person, I made some startling realizations, achievements were made, friendships forged, blah blah blah. But, I have a problem. I fear I am going to starve.
Today, everyone at the College is rejoicing. Not because it’s the last day of class for most people, but because the sun is finally back. We’ve had about two solid weeks of grey skies, so the sun has been sorely missed. It virtually rained ice yesterday, so sunshine and blues skies provide even more of a contrast.
Not too much is going on right now, like I said, it’s the last day of class for most people. I’m headed home to Boise tomorrow morning, and am looking forward to being reunited with my dog.
I cannot believe I have already been in Paris for more than two weeks. It has been lovely to be in the city and we are all enjoying learning about French people and culture, visiting interesting museums and historical sites, and especially eating delicious French food!
As I stepped up on the block, I had never had the opportunity to hear 60+ people all yelling my name. I thought it would cause my nerves to get the best of me, but it made me just that much more excited for the race.
I was nervous for the our first home swim meet, as I had the flu the week before and had been out of the water for four days, but I think having the home advantage helped me quite a bit. I've never been to a meet where more than 10 students came to watch, so having the bleachers packed was quite an experience.
When I was writing about Winter Term a few weeks ago - about how people were either really busy or really relaxed - I probably should have included a subclass for the "really busy" folks: the opera performers. One of the perks of being so involved in choir is that I have a great number of friends who are performing Mozart's The Magic Flute this weekend, which has helped me get an impression of the vast amount of work that it's taken them to put the production together.
There’s something lurking in the eerie depths of Boone Hall, readers. A lot of somethings, actually. It’s not just your average, run-of-the-mill basement, where the only thing you have to fear is asbestos and whether or not the smell of mothballs washes off clothes. No. Here, lurking in the shadows are terrifying things like lions. And tigers. And I think even bears.
On Thursday nights, I usually stay in at my apartment and catch up with some reading. But yesterday, reading was dispensed with (sorry, Virgil) in favor of a 1920s German horror film at the Boise Art Museum. “Nosferatu: A Symphony of Horrors” is the name of the vampire flick, and being from the 1920s, is a silent film. But 90+ minutes of actual silence doesn’t make for an appealing evening, so BAM commissioned C of I senior Sean Dahlman to compose a piano piece and then perform it as live accompaniment to the film.
Generally speaking, if there’s a fancy event on campus, it’s in the Langroise foyer and I’ll have done my best to be in attendance. Last night’s fancy event—Kappa Casino—happens to be an event that my sorority hosts. Kappa Casino is a fundraiser for our national philanthropy, Reading is Fundamental, and had local impact; the $1,600+ raised last night from poker buy-ins and raffle ticket sales will be used to buy books for kids at Lincoln and Van Buren Elementary.
But that’s just the end result of last night’s philanthropy event.