Navigation has never been my strong suit. Among all my friends and family, I'm the last person you ask for directions or looking at maps. I'm notorious for ending up at Point F when I'd rather be at Point B--I'm still reminded by a few close friends of mine of the time I ended up at the Boise airport in an attempt to return home after Christmas shopping. Freeways and street names just confuse me, and I'm not ashamed at all to say that without my GPS, I'd likely end up in Canada somehow.
So I think it is increaingly important in today's world not to burn out. I am a poster child for burn out cases, with a work ethic that is strange to say the least. I normally am of the school of thought that doesn't really care for most things. I am not the best of students, because if something does not stimulate me, then I do not really care much for it. But if something is exciting for me intellectually, then I go all out on it. Case in point being the arts.
Being home for fall break, I am pretty much stress-free. It feels so good to be home. I knew I missed home but I really didn’t know how much I missed it until I got here. It’s hard to believe that just last week I was stressing about midterms, but now I’m taking a nice break. However, not everyone’s life is on pause for a week. In fact, most of the people I’ve gotten the chance to talk to while I’ve been home have been feeling a lot stress.
It has finally arrived. The break that I have been yearning for ever since the start of midterms. Fall break is a wonderful time of year, where I spend most of my days rejuvenating in my bed and eating soup (because the caf is closed). But while I am not in bed, I am at practice, preparing for our last conference games this weekend. This is one of the reasons why I am on campus all Fall Break, another reason is because I like to be here. The weather has finally turned and so have the colours of the leaves.
It’s Fall Break, which marks the end of the first six weeks of my sophomore year. I’m celebrating by being a responsible citizen and voting early. I was all ready to request an absentee ballot so that I could vote from the comfort of Caldwell, but since I’m home in Boise for the week, I can just drop by the Ada County Elections Office and cast my vote early. I’m also getting ready to watch the presidential debate tonight, maybe with a cat sitting in my lap, since I am at home.
Is it news to anyone else that pumpkins are technically fruits? I just found that out this morning, and it blew my mind. I went through 19 years of life thinking that they were just oversized vegetables, like ugly, bulbous versions of carrots. I guess it takes buying a cart full of them for a giant group carving session for me to appreciate the complexities of the pumpkin.
The transition from summer to fall always seems to catch me off guard in Idaho. I seem to have no time to say goodbye to the nice, warm sunny days before I am surrounded by the October chill. The days are getting shorter and my 8 a.m. class is becoming harder and harder to wake up for.
What can I say. The time since I have last posted has been hectic. Academics, farming, art and work collectively have given me almost no leisure time. Except, art and most of work is leisure time for me. I am lucky in that respect.
I have been shooting interviews of professors so that the marketing department can make a video on what it means to be involved with PEAK in terms of academics. That stuff is currently in the editing room, being edited. (I don't get editors most of the time. They are strange people).
This year's fall production, running next month, is Bill Shakes' Pericles.
Pericles is one of William Shakespeare's lesser known plays, but it is such a fun piece to work with. I am an assistant stage manager for the show, so I come to most rehearsals to help set up the stage, get props in order, take notes, call lines, etc.
I’m not usually a person who gets scared easily. I don’t like scary movies because I think they’re predictable, and would much rather watch something funny. Taste in movies aside, I love corn mazes, and haunted houses, and the price “free.” I’m sure that I COULD keep my cool in terrifying situations, but it’s much more fun to let myself get caught up in the mood and just get scared. Which is what I did tonight at Haunted World.