Fridays never go according to plan for me. Either my schedule gets all out of whack or something just really really weird happens. Today has already had a little bit of both.
Let me back up and explain my funky schedule: last night we had a voting meeting for my coed fraternity, PSP.
Let me back up and explain something about voting meetings. They are notorious for running into the wee hours of the morning.
Let me back THAT up and explain a little bit more about our fraternity. Like other fraternities and sororities, we have a rushing process as well as an initiate process every semester. This is an 8-week long period during which we are supposed to assess whether or not a given individual is a good fit for our organization. PSP is based on a tripod of scholarship, fellowship and leadership. An initiate must exemplify all three qualities and fulfill certain requirements in order to become a brother. And yes, even girls are brothers. That's how we roll.
So fast forward to last night. The 8-week long initiate process is over so it was time to vote on whether they should be brothers or not. We conduct our meetings according to Robert's Rules of Order so we undergo a pro/con debate on each individual. After spending so much time with these people, there is obviously a lot to say about them after the 8 weeks. And everyone wants to persuade the rest of the group in one direction or the other. Of course, this all part of a structured and productive debate, but it can take a really freaking long time! A recent voting began at 6:30 PM one Thursday night and ended at 5 AM Friday morning.
I kid you not.
We had 19 initiates by the last night. They were an eclectic pledge class to say the least but I loved getting to know them. I'm so fortunate to meet all of these awesome people that I normally wouldn't have in my day-to-day life. That's one really cool thing about the fraternity!
Like I was saying, 19 of 'em. We got out at 1 AM last night and people considered this a huge success compared to 5 AM. However, my bedtime is usually 10 to get up for my 7:30 AM classes.
Let me tell you, those 3 hours make a HUGE difference. I slept through 2 alarms but made it to class 15 minutes late. But I was all sorts of out of whack. My brain was so scattered from the frantic getting-ready process that it took me a good minute of searching to find my pen. Spoiler alert: it was in my hand. Just one of those days, ya know?
So there goes my schedule for today.
I'm done with class by 9:30 so I hopped on the bus to head home. I had an appointment with my toilet to kick it's clogged ass. (Don't get me started.) On the bus, everything was fine (besides my scatterbrainedness). About 1.5 miles from my stop, the female bus driver pulled off on the side of the road outside of a sketchy gas station.
Homegirl radioed in to the bus driver HQ to tell them she had to "take a dump".
WHAT?! What just happened?! I have never witnessed this in my life. Obvi everyone on the bus was in complete shock. But she just opened the bus doors and ran over to the gas station, leaving the bus running and the doors open. She returned about 10 minutes later with a mug of coffee, a bag of pretzels, and (hopefully) relieved.
Is there something about Fridays that make people act ridiculous? I know it's almost the weekend and all but I just can't figure this one out.
Have a great weekend and GO GATORS!
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November 05, 2009
Left vs. Right
Did you ever take one of those questionnaires back in middle school that were supposed to figure out if you were left- or right-brained? I remember doing one the first day of 6th grade. When we were finished, we were told to line up along the wall in descending order. 10 at one end, 1 at the other. I'm pretty sure my score was about a 9.97342, give or take. Needless to say, I was at one end of the line and my best friend was on the other. I was totally mortified as everyone looked from one polar end to the other. Who would want to draw unwanted attention to themselves on the first day of middle school? Isn't that place already awkward enough?!
After this awful display, our teacher explained what the scores meant and what they said about you. It turns out my score was indicative of left-brainedness. A left-brained person is logical, objective, and rational. Right-brained people, on the other hand, were supposed to be creative, intuitive, and holistic. Right, like I knew what that word meant.
I was so traumatized by that little experiment that I have been working on "getting in touch" with my right-brainedness ever since. I try to be artsy and fartsy but it's hard. Sometimes I just can't wrap my brain around those types of things.
Like photography. I'm way too analytical about it. I catch myself asking questions like I'm following the freaking scientific method. What defines a good picture? Is it off-centered? Is it a portrait? Is it black-and-white? Is it in focus? I'm always looking for a way to simplify the process and create one universal rule for a great picture.
But this is what I've figured out: it doesn't exist! The more and more photography I look at, the more things I like. I could never incorporate them all into a single photo. How would a sepia and black-and-white picture with boosted colors of an off-centered profile shot, an athlete mid-run, and a baby's big, shiny eyes all against a sunset with silhouettes look? Ridiculous.
Lately, I've been working on my photography. Well, more editing pictures through picnik.com. Whenever I have some spare time (read: procrastinate doing homework), I picnik. I've already edited some of my favorite pictures to try to enhance them. I'm really diggin' the Cross-Process and 1960's effects. They look super awesome if you layer them, too! Here are a couple of my faves so far.
"I swear it must've been THIS big!"
After this awful display, our teacher explained what the scores meant and what they said about you. It turns out my score was indicative of left-brainedness. A left-brained person is logical, objective, and rational. Right-brained people, on the other hand, were supposed to be creative, intuitive, and holistic. Right, like I knew what that word meant.
I was so traumatized by that little experiment that I have been working on "getting in touch" with my right-brainedness ever since. I try to be artsy and fartsy but it's hard. Sometimes I just can't wrap my brain around those types of things.
Like photography. I'm way too analytical about it. I catch myself asking questions like I'm following the freaking scientific method. What defines a good picture? Is it off-centered? Is it a portrait? Is it black-and-white? Is it in focus? I'm always looking for a way to simplify the process and create one universal rule for a great picture.
But this is what I've figured out: it doesn't exist! The more and more photography I look at, the more things I like. I could never incorporate them all into a single photo. How would a sepia and black-and-white picture with boosted colors of an off-centered profile shot, an athlete mid-run, and a baby's big, shiny eyes all against a sunset with silhouettes look? Ridiculous.
Lately, I've been working on my photography. Well, more editing pictures through picnik.com. Whenever I have some spare time (read: procrastinate doing homework), I picnik. I've already edited some of my favorite pictures to try to enhance them. I'm really diggin' the Cross-Process and 1960's effects. They look super awesome if you layer them, too! Here are a couple of my faves so far.
"I swear it must've been THIS big!"
November 01, 2009
To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky
How 'bout dem Gators? I think it's safe to say that the game on Saturday was a complete annihilation of the Bulldogs. It seems like the Tebows have gotten their stuff together and are back on track for the high hopes of the season. And that 56-yard field goal - what a kick! That could have been good from 65 easily. Let's just not give up any more clutch turnovers, k?
To everyone outside of Gator Nation, Saturday was also Halloween. PDubbs took me to a pumpkin patch along the side of the road where I picked out a rotund one. I have never carved a pumpkin before by myself so I had no idea all of the work that goes into cleaning out the innards. It's pretty disgusting. PDubbs helped me separate the seeds from the gunk so we toasted them up. They were delish. They tasted like buttery, yummy, salty popcorn. I don't know if this is normal but they were good! Notice the past tense - they are all in my belly.
To everyone outside of Gator Nation, Saturday was also Halloween. PDubbs took me to a pumpkin patch along the side of the road where I picked out a rotund one. I have never carved a pumpkin before by myself so I had no idea all of the work that goes into cleaning out the innards. It's pretty disgusting. PDubbs helped me separate the seeds from the gunk so we toasted them up. They were delish. They tasted like buttery, yummy, salty popcorn. I don't know if this is normal but they were good! Notice the past tense - they are all in my belly.
I carved it up and voila! It's Jack Skellington from Nightmare Before Christmas.
Hope everyone had a great weekend :)
Hope everyone had a great weekend :)
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