Category Archives: Life

The second day of the rest of my life

5:33AM: My alarm went off, it was a song by Punkin Pie, which I had forgotten I had left in my CD player alarm clock (that I got for my 12th birthday) and the difference in music confused me, and somehow weaved its way into my dream. Every day for the past two weeks I’ve woken up to “We Get On” by Kate Nash, so the change in wake-up music was a bit jarring. It was the first Monday of “the rest of my life.”

I graduated college on Saturday morning. I was sleepy, and unwilling to pay attention to all 700-some grads walking that morning. I sat between Meg and Anamita, we cheered for our friends, and otherwise chatted. People keep asking me, “So how does it feel?” Well, honestly, it actually does feel different. The sinking guilt that I am used to when I am being lazy or spending my time¬†frivolously is gone. There are no papers or projects looming over my head, and for better or for worse, I can live for the day (well, almost.) I was able to hold back tears (even during the National Anthem, which, as cheesey as it is, almost always makes me tear up.)¬†I hugged my friends from the past four years, and even though I kind of knew that I may never see some of them again, I was happy for all of us.

Anyway, today is the second day of the rest of my life, although, I guess it’s the first day of the rest of my life. Every day is the first day of the rest of my life, and I plan on living accordingly.

Emily Eats and Drinks has been updated.

vct cancelled today due to lack of hustle, deal with it.

Jeff’s computer apparently crashed, and he was unable to teach our lesson this afternoon. I don’t think anyone complained. While sitting outside during what is usually our beloved VCT 204 class, Erica were accosted by several BG24 students asking about our summer plans. We hammed it up, and I’ve been told we made the broadcast. Can’t wait to see it.

I wish that you knew when I said two sugars, actually I meant three

Today I realized I have a month until graduation. I am neither excited nor upset. It’s something that’s been creeping up on me, but I’ve known all along. I’m getting to the point that I can accept change a lot better than I used to be able to. I’m also stressing out less about planning things. Both good.

The other night over $1 drafts at 149, Marie and Meg told me about a great plan they have for this May: we are going on a trip up north to Michigan. We will spend a few days in Charlevoix, visit Mackinaw Island, and see the dunes at Sleeping Bear. I’m so excited.

This past weekend, Meredith catered an event in Toledo for the Toledo Arts Commission, and a few of us who had waitressing experience (this does not include me, but I did go) went to help out at the event. It was at a cool space downtown Toledo, and it was very crowded. We worked very hard all night, but the hard work payed off for a successful event, and it was a lot of fun. Not that I want to make a career out of it, but I could handle being a caterer. I also met a member of the Toledo Filmmakers group, who also is a tatoo artist. Networking? Yes, plz.

Steve built a pretty crafty 35mm adapter for his HD camera, and we’ve been shooting with it. I shot my Film 3 final project using it; I think it looks really nice. And, well, it looks almost like film, so, I like it. When I play with it, I’ve been knocking it slightly out of focus, and it looks like Super8. Here is test footage from that:

I saw Funny Games last weekend. While I was totally disgusted with myself, I really enjoyed it. Also, Michael Pitt? Yes, plz.

starting my 22nd year

I turned 22 this week. I’ve only felt older once, when my cousin, Sarah (age 18) yelled “Happy birthday! You’re old!” at Taco Bell. I don’t know why her telling me I was old made me feel older, but it did. Mom made cupcakes and my grandparents, my Great Aunt Anne, and Erica came over after trivia night. It was Erica’s first time meeting my grandparents and Anne, and I think she liked them–if not, I’m sure she was entertained, hah. As usual, both my dog and little brother ignored me for the most part. These are my grandparents in Photo Booth, a program they were both very amused by:

grandpa grandma

I ran into Richard at the bookstore, and we talked for two hours about movies, and family, and friends, things that have happened to people in the past year, and having to move on. We were not friends in high school, but since graduating, we have run into each other quite a few times, and usually have a fairly friendly conversation. He said he has a fairly irrational attachment to Ohio. I agree with him to an extent–but I can pinpoint my reasons for loving this place. We talked about what it’s going to be like to move to a new place and start fresh; what it’s going to be like to have to make new friends all over again. He seems to fairly happy with where he’s going, and I’m happy for that.

My plant is doing much better. Thanks for the positive thoughts.

I’m finally coming to terms with my post-graduation life. I’m starting to think about things beyond summer employment, especially employment that would have to do with what I studied in college. Good things to consider, right? There’s about a month between graduation and the end of our lease, and I am fully planning on being an unproductive member of anything. By the end of those weeks, I’m sure I’ll be ready for something new.

We have a cat now. Her name is Olive, but I seldom call her anything but “Kitty.” She’s pretty nice most of the time, but occasionally she will swing a paw–claws out–at my mouth, or try to jump onto the counter while I’m cooking. Earlier in the week while I was the only one around, she followed me around the house constantly, and I enjoyed her company. She has taken to sitting on my shoulders and walking across my computer.

olive and emmy

I think I finally have my story for my screenplay I’ve been supposed to have been writing all semester. (Was that worded awkwardly? Yes? I think so.) It’s going to be about how a seventeen year old boy sees his family at a strange time in all of their lives.

things, life, etc.

I’m afraid that I’ve killed my plant. I don’t know what kind of plant it is, but I’ve been keeping it alive since August, and I’ve grown quite fond of it. As far as plants go, it’s kind of boring. Just green leaves, they aren’t particular pretty, they are just green and kind of waxy. I got it from a cutting of a plant Candice has had for almost two years now, and it grows in water, which I think is pretty cool. It doesn’t take much to take care of it, but last night I noticed that the leaves were particularly droopy, and then I realized that I had forgotten to water it for quite a long time. I filled the mug with water and put it on my windowsill for some extra sunlight. By this morning it has seemed to suck up some of the water, and hopefully it is on its way to recovery.

I’ll be pretty sad if this plant dies… I killed some African Violets in the fall. I think part of the reason was because I didn’t feed them African Violet food, as the tag recommended. I figured that in the wild, African Violets do not get African Violet food, and that this was just a scam. Thinking back, I realize that in the wild they do not live in a small pot on my windowsill and are able to get nutrients from the soil that is constantly changing, and that my anti-AF food logic is similar to my wisdom teeth theory. (The pioneers had them and they settled The West, why should I get mine out?)

Anyway, I really like this plant. I keep it in a bizarre mug that I got as a gift from my Aunt Beck. I would probably never drink out of this mug, due to the size and shape, but also because it’s kind of creepy. Anyway, keep my plant in your thoughts…

plant.jpg

I made myself a big girl lunch today to bring to work, and I’m pretty excited about it. Leftover Southwest vegetable soup and a bagel with garden veggie cream cheese.

Amy’s 22nd birthday was yesterday. Meg, Marie and I headed down from Bowling Green, picked up Nichole and went to celebrate with our friend. We had a very good time. It was good to see my brother outside of the house we grew up in, not around our parents. That always seems to cause trouble between us. It might just be me, but I feel like when we are removed, we can be good friends. Toward the end of the night, Michael and I gained control of the party iPod and kept playing songs from our childhood and laughing and dancing, and it was a very, very good time. Also, after everyone left, Amy ordered us DP Dough and danced around their living room to Miley Cyrus in her onesy. We got Sonic the next day, too.

obnoxious Berens children

I also have some very good news, but I am leery about getting too excited about it now. The Theater and Film department here puts on a youth theater daycamp every summer, and this year, a film/media class has been added. The sessions are taught by graduate students, but there is no film program for graduates here. A theater teacher I had in the fall suggested that I be hired on as a teacher/counselor for the camp. The director of the camp contacted me on Friday, and has offered me a position to work directly with him to plan and implement the camp. It’s a three week job in July, and I’m getting paid for it (!) While all of this is good news, I am still worried that the sections I’d be teaching will be canceled due to lack of enrollment. Now, it might be because I think that Film > Theater, but if the camp has had a good turn out in the past, this added section should have plenty of kids. I am very, very excited.

Dylan has convinced me to get involved with Critical Mass-BG. They are starting rides again in March. I’m still giving thought to the effectiveness of these rides, but I am willing to give it a try. If nothing else, the ride will be a fun event to just ride my bike, and meet some new people.

Also, Marie brought a kitty from home, and its name is Olive, and it’s pretty cute. And, I’m hoping my friends will be up for a board game night soon.