Later today, I will be walking. I have completed my undergraduate degree. This cause deserves some celebration, but this piece of paper means little in my world.
These last four years were filled with adventures, tears, laughs, falls, and most importantly....naps. On the day that marks the cap of the last four years of my life, I am going to rewind and pay tribute to all the memories that come to mind.
2007-2008
1. ATL running back to the car for her lunch and running to the bus. The first day of school.
2. Buying all my books my first day of school; carrying all my books to every class on the first day of school.
3. First, tiring, sweaty, exhausting walk across washington ave bridge.
4. Mississippi room.
5. Locker in Smith Hall. Walking past the "chemistry" building in search of Smith hall.
6. Panda bowls, lots of panda bowls.
7. tears, liters of it.
8. Visits with Nubia
9. Not liking village wok food. Going back to village wok all the time despite this.
10. Moos Tower, my home. Second to Smith Hall, that is.
11. Getting raped by chemistry. Both semesters.
12. Friends on the bus, (tami & tuvan)
13. Late nights that turn into mornings.
14. "Jesus take the wheel" moments.
15. North Hennepin print jobs.
2008-2009
1. Finally changing my major. Elementary education, here I come.
2. Intro to El Ed, best professor I have ever had.
3. Trying times with the BFF.
4. Willey Hall to Peik Hall dashes.
5. Lunch in Human Evolution lectures.
6. I met Chong and Sean in Human Evolution class.
7. Trying Five Guys.
8. Stars, always looking up at them.
9. Salvation Army bell ringing.
10. First and last Juicy Lucy I've ever had.
2009-2010
1. Meeting chow, book buy day.
2. KSA pres. lol.
3. Talks about 'our boys' based at Qdoba.
4. Not-so-silent movies.
5. Gogo Haircut, I never let my hair down.
6. Science Museum, the brightest, fullest moon over the river.
7. Foshay Tower. The freezing below 0 day, the fact that I didn't even notice.
8. Goodbyes, they're so bittersweet.
9. Dennys, crucial time at dennys.
10. happy days, I remember many of them.
2010-2011
1. Flying into a foreign country without a place to stay for the night. Also, having a sense of fearlessness in spite of it.
2. Meeting and becoming family with a group of people I could never relate with. Irreplaceable relationships for the win.
3. 100% confidence. The fact that I loved myself. The self worth I'd never felt I had.
4. Bondi beach. Thanksgiving.
5. Knowing all the support I have from back home.
6. feeling out of place.
7. Coffman chairs, you know where to find me.
8. Tuesdays. my dates with my girls gave me my weekly dose of sanity
9. Interviews, lots of them.
10. Walking, hugging the most inspirational character in my life on stage, and celebrating with my family.
These stand out but really, I have so much stored up in that brain of mine. I reckon part of the reason why I have such a hard time remember exam material is due to my photographic memory. I can't believe I've made it this far, and Lord only knows what kind of trouble I am bound for. In reference to a great commencement speech I heard I am going to reboot my life. Before I do so, I felt the need to close this chapter of my life, put it under lock and key to preserve it and just keep truckin' forth.
Cheers to new milestones.
Vu
Inspired by a card at the australian museum that wanted to know what I had to say.
Life happens, and here's what I have to say about it.
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
invisible chains
Why must we all inhibit ourselves?
A book I'm currently buried in raises this question and I have been pondering this since my break in Oz. Why do I have to look perfect all the time? Why can't I have my dessert with my meal? Why can't I do what I want without feeling bad about the income? Why do I have to stay in on nights because I'm a girl? Why is a squeeky clean reputation matter? Why does my reputation matter?
After I'd settled into my new surrounding, I was COMFORTABLE in my own skin. This went on for two solid months, sheer bliss and I was able to take in deep breaths of carelessness. I didn't have to think about what I ate, I walked around in a bikini with the confidence of a vs model. Liberation never felt so...natural. I had always had this potential within me all along, I was just never given the opportunity to just.let.go. As great as this was, it has brought me to deeper lows of dissatisfaction upon my return. I can't recreate this feeling, not here at least. Not so long as I am constantly under the critical eye of my opinionated mother and compared to stick thin acquaintances. Sure, I have a great personality ( for the most part) let's face it, it only counts for so much.
CAN I EAT A CUP CAKE WITHOUT FEELING GUILTY...?
What keeps us from going for what we want? Why can't we follow our dreams even though we won't make much money? Why is it that you can't have someone you want? Why must we all be wrapped in chains about everything?
What's the point of choice anyways?
Sigh, unanswered questions are enough to keep a girl up at night.
A book I'm currently buried in raises this question and I have been pondering this since my break in Oz. Why do I have to look perfect all the time? Why can't I have my dessert with my meal? Why can't I do what I want without feeling bad about the income? Why do I have to stay in on nights because I'm a girl? Why is a squeeky clean reputation matter? Why does my reputation matter?
After I'd settled into my new surrounding, I was COMFORTABLE in my own skin. This went on for two solid months, sheer bliss and I was able to take in deep breaths of carelessness. I didn't have to think about what I ate, I walked around in a bikini with the confidence of a vs model. Liberation never felt so...natural. I had always had this potential within me all along, I was just never given the opportunity to just.let.go. As great as this was, it has brought me to deeper lows of dissatisfaction upon my return. I can't recreate this feeling, not here at least. Not so long as I am constantly under the critical eye of my opinionated mother and compared to stick thin acquaintances. Sure, I have a great personality ( for the most part) let's face it, it only counts for so much.
CAN I EAT A CUP CAKE WITHOUT FEELING GUILTY...?
What keeps us from going for what we want? Why can't we follow our dreams even though we won't make much money? Why is it that you can't have someone you want? Why must we all be wrapped in chains about everything?
What's the point of choice anyways?
Sigh, unanswered questions are enough to keep a girl up at night.
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