Monthly Archives: April 2007

By 2 this afternoon, I was done with 5/6 of my classes, and found myself at a loss of what to do.

I spent most of the afternoon and evening watching VH1 Classic and Bravo! For I while I also laid on my bed, ate PEZ and listened to A Prairie Home Companion. Oh, life.

Grant, Mike and I have also found a place to live. West Park Village Apartments. It seems fairly nice, and it’s not ridiclously priced. My commute will also be a little longer than other places we’ve looked, but the stress of wondering where we will be living is gone, and it feels so good.

Today I Google Image Searched “Marie Miller” and I got this:

post-college summer plans

I feel like I’m always coming up with some sort of new plan for post-college, but I think I’m going to stick with this one…

This weekend I saw a documentary about a student trip to Peru. After watching it, I had a small epiphany, and realized that I need to be a camp counselor next summer. I am at the point in my life that I am responsible for myself, and pretty much only myself. I need to do some sort of service while I’m not attached to a full-time job, a family, a mortgage, and have the energy. I am young, and it would be selfish of me not to give back in some small way. As a counselor, I’d still be paid and all of that, but working for a camp (probably a scout camp) will not be about making money, but about serving others. I owe a lot to GSUSA.

I am also very excited about living in the woods. Nature is something I have always loved and had a deep respect for. Spending part of today along the Maumee River furthered my ache to be in the woods again. Sleeping in a platform tent in southern Ohio seems very appealing.

“I went into the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” Henry David Thoreau

My father does not seem to think this is a good idea.

negative nancy

The University Activities Organization’s big concert is tonight. They’ve brought in hippie and frat boy favorite, O.A.R. What that has meant to me: Lot N was crowded due to two semis and a tour bus today before TCOM260. Also, this means that I have to tell a lot of people where Anderson Arena is, as I am working at the VIC. UAO got 185,000 from the Student Budget Committee for next year, and I’m looking forward to see who they can get for next year…wait. I’m not.

I’m becoming increasingly apathetic to my classwork. The summer is too close, and I know that being in LA is going to bring new experiences. Thinking of that doesn’t get me through my classwork, it makes me skip over it. The pile of work grows taller, and I become more aloof. I still like to go to class, but doing any sort of outside work has felt more taxing than ever. My head has been in the clouds lately, and I’m embarrassed.

We still aren’t sure about where we will be living this summer. This is something that I am pretty worried about, but similar to my school work, the part of my mind that allows me to take action has been blocked. More than anything, I’m mad that I can recognize that I have a problem, and I know how to go about fixing it, but I can’t.

I’m in desperate need of waking up in a tent. My body is aching to swim in a lake, to hike, and to feel sun again.

real news.

A few things have come to my attention lately:

NOW That’s what I Call Selling Indie Rock at Wal-Mart, Vol. 1We’re partnering with MTV2, and the focus is going to be Wal-Marts, big box stores, red states, and TV advertising — to really go beyond…. We don’t really expect indie-rock stores to support this record.” -Adam Shore, Vice Records. Don’t shit where you eat, buddy.

HELLO KITTY AIRLINES Insuring a nauseatingly cute flight!

Birkhead is Baby-Daddy! Kind of old news.

Twiggy the Water Skiing Squirrel still adorable

what’s been going on

Just a recap of what I’ve been doing/things that have happened lately:

The Berens Family + some Powers + some Herrons got together at Grandma and Grandpa’s. It was the usual good time when Uncle Tim made inappropriate comments that made the older cousins laugh too hard, and he was found out, my mother told the family personal information about me that I then had to explain while she laughed hysterically, and someone made my grandmother blush more than a few times. Easter lunch discussions included: Bioterrorism, spitting on the sidewalk, farting, my trip to LA, cockroaches, drinking, and politics. My family is wonderful. Grandpa also made me a CD full of pictures of myself as a child (only me, not anyone else.) Gems include: Eye-patch fishing, hot hair balloon outfit, and sleeping fairy princess.

Watched a drunk girl make her own parking space by backing her car into the car behind her until it moved enough for her to parallel park in front of our building. Before she did this, I saw her circle the building twice. We turned off the lights and watched through the blinds, and eventually Marie yelled out the window “Hey, did you just hit that car?!”She responded a slurred “No!” and Marie came back at her with “You’re a liar!” She had a zinger, though: “I didn’t hit that carrr!” This apartment rules.

UFO got funding!
SBC statements finally came out yesterday. Of the roughly $8000 we asked for, we were allotted $5,550. This is actually pretty good. So I’m happy.

I’ve been sucking
I’ve not been good about my school work. This morning at 8:30, a research paper on the effects of suburbanization in Ohio was due. I’m not finished. I also slept through the aforementioned class, and did not go to History of Dinosaurs, as it was snowing. My focus on anything school-related is just about gone. I am too excited about the summer and living in LA and working for a production company that I cannot seem to care about my classes (except for Writing for Electronic Media, which I adore.) Also, it is 11:00, and I am still in my PJs. I spend way too much of my day looking up hilarious pictures of cats with ridiculous captions, and Google Image Searching “puppies.” I suck.

Sweeeet. It was just a very enjoyable (and gruesome, and explicit) movie-going experience. I am not a big Tarantino fan, so I didn’t enjoy a lot of Death Proof. Planet Terror, on the other hand, was a delightful gore-fest. I like to see things get blown up, and I think that there should be more mustaches in movies.

And you may ask yourself-well…how did I get here?

I’m constantly evaluating and questioning myself, as this is the best way for personal growth. Lately I have taken a closer look at my values, and tried to trace them back to where they came from. I think that it’s safe to say that a generally good upbringing has instilled many of my core values and beliefs.

In addition to teachings from my parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles, I spent many hours after school in the classrooms at St. Charles Borromeo Parish. CCD (Continuing Catholic Development) was set up to fill me with respect for myself, fellow man, and a pretty intense fear of going to Hell. I was also given candy every week.

check out the Stations of the Cross band, featuring pat, ryan, david, david, and myself, 4/03

I grew up about eight blocks East of the Kettering YMCA. The time that I didn’t spend playing at the park or sitting in St. Charles, I spent at the YMCA. Mom signed us up for soccer, swimming, basketball (that’s a whole other story), and the best time of my life: YMCA Indian Princesses. We were allowed to pick Indian names, I was Golden Rainbow, and play in the woods with very loose supervision from our fathers. While I didn’t particularly gain a respect for Native Americans (we mocked their culture, really) I did learn a great respect for the outdoors. We went on hikes and learned about the effects of pollution, cleaned up wild life areas, and had a nature report at every monthly meeting.

Golden Rainbow and Howlin’ Wolf of the Blackfoot tribe, Kipoo Nation, 8/94

I started thinking about this organization recently in respect to the way I “turned out.” When I was seven, I earned the Aims Patch. In order to earn this patch, you must memorize the five fundamental conventions of the organization. They are as follows:

  1. To be clean in body and pure in heart
  2. To be friends always with my dad
  3. To love the sacred circle of my family
  4. To listen while others speak
  5. To seek and preserve the beauty of the Great Spirit’s work: forest, field and stream

I’m trying to keep these five basic foundations in mind. A sportmanship code was recited before every YMCA soccer game, the Girl Scout Promise was recited at the beginning of every meeting. Why have we abandoned the rules of the organizations that shaped us as children? As we grow in age, wisdom is supposed to follow. As children we are taught the Golden Rule.

I have rejected many aspects of adulthood, and I am now attempting to divert back to my childhood ways in how I treat others. If anyone catches me breaking any of the promises or laws I was taught as a child, please put me in time out.


Good News

This afternoon, I found out that I got the internship that I wanted and had been waiting on. I’ve officially accepted, and I am going to LA for the summer for real for real now.

Today I felt very inclined to write a letter to the editor, however I was unable to focus my thoughts enough to limit it to 300 words. As I sit here, I can’t even remember what I was going to write about, or what brought on my sudden need to share my opinions with the Bowling Green community. Maybe next week.

The 48 Hour Film Festival went really well this weekend. I was bored out of my mind, as this is the first time that I have not participated, but I did my best to visit everyone and pester them for a little while. UFO got quite a bit of coverage for the event from the BG News. Campus Briefs, Film competition challenges students’ creativity while helping them gain professional experience. We also had a photographer make visits to all of the groups, and a video crew document the event as well. Will UFO finally get some respect on campus? For all things good, I hope so.

I have had a really good feeling within me lately. It might be the weather, it might be the fact that the end of the school year is coming, it might be that I know I will see my family soon, but I feel good about things. You know, like that Eagles song…only not as lame. I’ve got a peaceful easy feeling.

Since Mike likes to be mentioned on my blog, I went to see The Press Gang twice this weekend and had a blast. They played very well as The Beach Boys, and should consider becoming a Beach Boys cover band. (Maybe not?)

I’m going home this weekend for Easter. I want to go on a hike. Anyone in the Dayton area should join me.