Everybody Alive?
Hey there! Where'd everybody go? If you're alive and well... give a shout out in the comments section with an update on how your summer is. Mine is... interesting. However, I won't give out anymore details unless at least five different posters comment. =) How's that for incentive?
posted by Jennifer @ 10:57 PM
4 Comments:
At 9:17 PM, July 19, 2006,
la persona said…
Well, since you asked :) . . . I present to you, my life this summer (in TMI, as usual):
1. Grad school: Not so much to do with dating, but with dreams in general. Last few days spent furiously working on my application which needs to be done by mid-August. Here’s a random tip that has worked well so far: find a few professors you really admire, read their works, and write them a “fan letter” requesting a personal meeting. Response rate: 100%. . .blew me away. Took a chance, flew out to my first choice school and fell in love at first sight. Prof #1 opened by asking me where I went to school. When I told him (Grove City College), he told me I didn’t stand a chance – “we generally prefer applicants from more ‘prestigious’ institutions.” Humph! I said, in so many words, just watch me! Prof #2 was far more respectable – Howard Gardner, my intellectual idol and the most brilliant man no one’s ever heard of. I think I spent most of our brief rendezvous drooling in awe – and then woke up and realized he’s going on a long sabbatical the very time I hope to attend. Shucks. Prof #3, Dr. W, affectionately, sealed the deal for me when he not only met at length with me after-hours, but offered to be my advisor and of any assistance in the admissions process. Then came the kicker: “You know, you remind me a little of myself, when I was your age . . .” Ahh :)! So I’m applying to only one grad school and thus I’m giving it all I’ve got. Keeping me out of trouble, at the least. (Anyone else in the same boat?)
2. Growing up: Graduating early has created a sort “phantom” adolescence in which of necessity I work, rent, and pay the bills while still retaining the youthful predispositions of my college years. Now that I am 22 though, I’m starting to wonder whether it’s time to grow up – not just in the standard rites of adulthood, but in love too. . . i.e., to buckle down and start thinking seriously about the prospect of marriage and a family. Sometimes it all seems so soon, though. My twenty-something sandbox is so much fun. . .
3. Speaking of which, Luis and I are still together – for now. Ran into a couple of snags (i.e., stand-ups). Gave him an ultimatum. Got back a long letter vowing never again. To date, no more problems – though at once point had to lay down my infamous boundary talk. Felt vindicated when the response was favorable. My church, of course, gives me a lot of flack for that – but wish they would cut me a break. Summer love may not be the answer for everyone, but for me it has been a way to move on with my life and be myself again. Right or wrong, regret is no way for anyone to live. . . you can’t be second guessing yourself all the time or nothing – good or bad – could ever come to be. That’s my take, anyhow.
P.S. BTW, if any of y’all are into boxing as I am, you can catch Luis on ESPN2 on Friday night, August 11. He will be fighting Verquan Kimbrough in the light-weight division. I’ll be gone by the time he gets back, but I’m sure it will be quite the bout.
Well, cheers, everyone! Please post so that Jennifer will too – your lives are a gazillion times more riveting than mine :)
At 10:45 AM, July 20, 2006,
none said…
How I spent my summer vacation (part 1):
So far this summer, I've moved 750 miles away from home, gotten my first apartment, and paid all of my own bills for the first time. I have never been so poor, yet I have been incredibly happy. I'm making new friends easily, and I think my best friend in Chicago is going to turn out to be a guy, which is both new and great. Last night, we watched a mindless action flick and ate gummy candy on his couch, and it was just as comfortable as hanging out with my girlfriends. I have visited only 1 church so far in my church search, and I'm already feeling weary. But yesterday, I was still and knew that He was God and everything felt okay again. I've actually accomplished several items on my Chicago to-do list, and I haven't even been here a month yet. I cooked a meal for 8 people that turned out great, but I still can't make pancakes for myself without burning them. I thought I was introverted and a I thought I was shy, but I've been making friends with such ease, making people laugh (I love people who think I'm funny), and even turning down social invitations because I'm already booked. That has never happened before. The only blight is my perpetual lack of a love life, though I've been feeling this crazy fluttery thing that feels like hope, and I think I like it. I feel like a work in progress who's actually making progress. I'm happy, I'm busy, I'm changing, I'm scared. Which is to say, this summer is turning out to be pretty freakin great.
At 3:57 PM, July 24, 2006,
The Prufroquette said…
My summer's been insane, I lost my job and spent three weeks in an ulcerating agony of worry about what on earth I was going to do, got a new job as a legal secretary last Friday, and now am adapting to a new job and a slight pay reduction.
I've also gained and lost a (male) friend or two, and am making some major life decisions. Crrrrazy! But I'm managing just fine. I think.
At 3:15 AM, July 25, 2006,
Marianne said…
I'm in Italy where I am the designated translator between my non-Italian speaking roommates and the Italian guys trying to hit on them. Does this make me even lamer than a 3rd/5th wheel? Yes.
Why aren't any of you posting anything so that I have entertaining things to read?
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