Category Archives: Scouts

Break: Days 5 & 6

Friday:

  • Lunch with Grandma and “The Grandgirls” (Josie, Sarah, and I)
  • Nice, long nap
  • Dinner and gossip with Centerville Woodbourne Troop #1087
    • Congrats to Laura and Jenni on their engagements!

Saturday:

  • Braved the mall area (Dayton Mall, Best Buy, Circuit City, Half Priced Books, Target)
  • Had Taco Bell for the first time in months with Merek
  • Ran into an old friend from church
  • Hung out at my cousins’ for a while
    • Aunt Becky gave me a sneak-peak at the cookbook my grandmother has been putting together for the past six months. It is a large compilation of our family recipes. Also included was a short history of my Great Great Grandmother.
  • Ventured back to the mall area for a trip to Borders
  • Contemplated having the words “FAITH, FAMILY, COUNTRY” tattooed somewhere on my body; it was quickly ruled out
  • Saw The Good Shepherd with Amy
    • Matt Damon’s performance was excellent. I wish he would have been a little bit older.
    • Lee Pace (of Wonderfalls fame) was also very, very good.
    • Alec Baldwin did not charm me as much as he did in The Departed, or his role on 30 Rock, but I enjoyed him nonetheless.
    • Joe Pesci’s age shocked me. I think that he had some great dialogue, though. He said: “We Italians have our families and The Church. The Irish have their homeland […]”

And so tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Merek and I discussed for a little while, and we both agree that it doesn’t quite feel like Christmas this year. Both of us are unsure why. I think by tomorrow we will both be a little more in the spirit.

I apologize for these somewhat boring entries. I know that I simply compile the things I’ve done over the days. Maybe I’ll make some “Best of 2006” lists.

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enjoyable!

Major Event went pretty okay. They told me that they liked my script, but also told me that I should change it. One of the judges said that he thinks that there should be some sort of twist in it. I brushed that off, because that would change the whole thing, making it not a slice of life story, which is what is it. The other judge, who was much more helpful, told me that I should build up tension more between characters in the awkward moments. Other than that, they told me to have more confidence in my presentation. I wanted to say to them “Well, I want to be a unit production manager. I don’t want to pitch scripts. No one let me make a call sheet and turn that in,” but I held myself back. Candice came for some moral support and cheered me on from the back row. I was very thankful for that.

The rest of Saturday was spent with family and friends. Mark and my father came up to visit. We were going to see Borat, but didn’t make it out to Maumee in time, so we went to Grand Rapids instead. We walked along the river for a while, and checked out the campsites that are in the state park. We made some tentative plans for them to come back up in the spring and go camping along the river. We came back to Bowling Green and got some Campus Pollyeyes. Mark spent some time over at Matt’s apartment (since Matt is the big brother that Mark never had…nevermind that Mark does have a big brother.) My father bought me some groceries, we watched a little of The Wedding Singer and they went back to Dayton. It was very enjoyable.

I fell asleep on Matt’s floor while Dustin, Matt, Corey watched Chris play FFXII, and then Corey woke me up to see if I wanted to rent a movie. We stood around in Video Spectrum for a while, like we always do, and decided to just go back to my apartment and watch either Drop Dead Gorgeous or Election. (We chose the former.) Michelle, Chris and the room mates watched with us, it also was enjoyable. I fell asleep on the floor while some people played Sorry! and was eventually coaxed into going to bed.

Sunday I was lazy, and that was also enjoyable.

Things lately have just been very enjoyable. I am very thankful for that. There’s not a lot of stress in my life right now, and I’m hoping for smooth sailing for the rest of the semester.

I hope that UFO goes smoothly tonight. A representative from The College Film Tour is coming to screen something. Steve set it all up, so thank you to him.

I am skipping my Thursday night pop culture class to go to a potluck at Corey, Mike and Grant’s. This isn’t really an acceptable excuse. Those boys, plus my room mates and a few other select few are my family up here, and I like family dinners more than class.

It’s election day. Bob Taft’s gubernatorial days are numbered. He is pictured below with his wife, Hope, and four esteemed Girl Scouts from Montgomery County: Ashley Kuflewski, Jenni Crist, Emily Berens, and Sarah Crist:

Hope was a very nice lady.

Also: I think I am going to see Death Cab for Cutie on Monday night, with Erin, Matt, and some other people(?). I saw them once, back in 12th grade with Ben Kweller, and I’d like to see them again. So, yay. Nevermind. Sold out. So, boo.

Plans

Things are very slow at the VIC this morning. Very slow.

Marie, Meg and I went to our favorite hangout last night: Lmaries Laundromat. While Meg’s and my clothes spun around in washers and dryers, the three of us made some plans:

  • Next weekend we are going down to Athens to visit Amy R. Graves and also my brother. Amy is having a party in our honor (not really.) I am very excited to see her, as well as my little brother. I haven’t seen Michael in three months.
  • The following weekend the girls from Frazee 14 are going to trip up to Chicago for the weekend. There is really no reason for this trip, but we are all very excited. I feel very grown up. I’ve been to Chicago once when I was in late middle school/early high school.

My old scout leader (and hero) posted a lot of old pictures from Girl Scouts yesterday, and I have had a heyday looking through all of them. My favorites are from my troops height of obnoxiousness. A lot of them feature my awkwardness that is still very much present today, although I hide it a lot better. (Okay, not really.)


troop 1087 loves caving

My screenplay for Major Event is coming along well. I started yesterday and I am on page 7 (out of what I think will be about 10.) I ended up taking a story I wrote for English 206 and adapting it. It’s a slice of life story about a girl who works at a flea market and hates her job. (So, the story of me at age 17.) Hopefully I’ll get it done by tomorrow morning, and I won’t be up all night Friday scrambling to finish. Maybe I should try this whole do-your-work-early thing more often. Nevermind…

Sunday at the VIC

I think today will be fairly enjoyable…

I get the Visitors’ Information Center to myself until four today. It’s likely that no one will come in (with the possible exception of my room mates.) There are only two negatives of today: I didn’t get much sleep (again, for the fourth night in a row) and I left my Pop Tarts on the kitchen counter, and I’m hungry.

There’s an editing project I need to be working on, but since this computer does not have Final Cut Pro on it (shocking!) there’s not a whole lot I can be working on. I also left my pop culture book at home, so I can’t read that.

The wonderful Grant Pardee loaned me Blankets by Craig Thompson last night. I’ve been dying to read it since about May, but the Centerville-Woodbourne Library did not have it, and I could not justify spending the money to buy it (illustrated novels are so much money…) I really like the drawings. So for a big chunk of my shift this afternoon I will be listening to Nick Drake’s Pink Moon (which is lovely) and reading this graphic novel. Consider yourself lucky for reading this paragraph. I rarely openly speak of my love of comic books.

Another amazing Tinymixtapes.com article.

I had a scout meeting down in Columbus yesterday morning. My parents talk to me a lot about my involvement with the Girl Scouts, and they just don’t seem to understand. There is no way that I can possibly start to describe the happiness that organization brings me, and everything it has done for me in my life. As I told Josiah, if I had the money, I would pour it all into the Girl Scouts. It’s a wonderful organization that has done so much for me, and so much for the lives of countless girls across the country. When I was in tenth grade my mother and I got in a big fight, and she threatened to pull me out of my troop. At that time, Girl Scouts was a bigger part of my life than school or swimming combined, and the thought of getting that torn from me was terrifying. Thinking back over my past 20 years (and only 20 years for that matter) I have been involved with scouting for 14 of them. There’s only one word that I can really think of to describe the state of things had I not been a scout: empty. Over the years, I have poured so much of myself into the Girl Scouts of America, and I can honestly say that I have gotten back so much more than anyone could ever possibly ask for.


Troop #1087, circa 1999. The girl in the yellow is wearing the fanny pack as a joke. She promises.
Also, I feel very bad when I’m happy and others are not. It’s to the point that I feel like I have done something wrong to be so happy while I see my friends down. I’m feeling quite guilty now.

Pre-fair

This weekend was entry and judging at the Ohio State Fair for the Girl Scouts. If there are two things that changed me most as a person, they are Girl Scouts, and the Ohio State Fair. Needless to say, I was practically in heaven this weekend.

Friday night I saw some past Junior Fair Board members (Seth, Matthew, and April). We had pizza and drank drinks over at April’s house on Lane. It was a fairly enjoyable evening, however the following morning was tough (especially on my stomach.)

Saturday was Entry Day, and for the second year, I was stationed at a check-in table rather than being a project runner. Honestly, I would rather be a runner, I find myself getting too bored otherwise. Michelle House, the Girl Scouts new addition to the Junior Fair Board, helped out at my table, and we gossiped. Michelle and I are very different, but in the last six years, I have really seen our friendship grow in the little time that we get to see each other. I hope that one day Michelle, Megan Cowell and I will become Girl Scout Superintendents at the State Fair… I think that we would be decent replacements for Kay, Shirley and Louise.

Sunday was Judging Day, and surprisingly, it went a lot faster than it usually does. I really really enjoy being a judge for the girls’ projects. I do feel that I am often a little too hard on the creative writing pieces, though. I hope that I am asked back again next year to judge.

Last night was the annual Pre-Fair Trip to Wal-Mart. Michelle and one of the program aides, Sarah, and I explored until we were bored with the superstore, so we sat in an aisle “trying out” dorm furniture, and were generally immature. As usual, it was a good time.

I am very excited for the fair to open. I can’t wait to see what this year’s butter cow looks like. You know…the cow they sculpt from butter every year…?


I la-la-la-love the Ohio State Fair.

Molly is back from Maine, but only for a few days. Tonight the gang is getting together for dinner at Max and Erma’s. I’m excited to see everyone. But I do hate Max and Erma’s. Boo.

Camp

The past six days I spent in Athens working on the Challenge and Change program with a group of amazing 23 Appalachian Girl Scouts. During many times in the week I wanted to quit, but the girls pushed through, despite some of the boring and tedious activities they were presented with.

After lunch, walking around town, and coffee with Katy Kelly (which was wonderful) I headed to Lincoln Hall to check in. To my surprise, I knew my room mate and fellow counselor, Kristy Schnell, sister of my good friend Joey. Saturday evening the counselors and other staff members went over the curriculum and retired early to our air conditioned dorm rooms.

On Saturday night Amy and Jane, the writers of the Challenge and Change book, arrived. Amy is a megabitch and feels above all of us simple Ohio folk, and makes this quite evident. Jane, on the other hand, was very pleasant when Amy was not around. They are from the Portland area, and it is clear that they live very cushy lives, and upon realizing how empty their lives really were, they wrote a book about how teenaged girls could change their communities. Liberty, a fellow counselor, has speculations that they wanted to make an Appalachian their pet. She also has her suspicions that their toy poodles would be better treated. I don’t like these women.

Sunday night the girls arrived and we started right into lessons, and for the remainder of the week the camp was run on a pretty tight schedule. The girls were woken up (by me) every morning at seven. Breakfast was served, and activities started promptly after. We broke for meals, but went right back into learning until about 9:30 every night. At this time, the girls were allowed to have a little free time, and lights out was at 11. I usually passed out at about this time as well.

I met some pretty amazing people this week, and I hope that our friendships continue to grow. In our large amount of down time (when the girls were doing Modules in their workbooks) I grew very close to Nichole and Tawny, two girls who love people watching and making fun of others as much as I do. We had a pretty good time.

Overall, the camp was a good experience. It was well worth leaving everything behind–my friends, family, jobs, worries–and getting to know new people and doing something completely new to me. Would I do it again? In a heartbeat. I’ve decided that if I am unable to get an internship in Los Angeles or Chicago (or even Toronto?) next year, I’ll try to get a camp job. It’s a good time.

On another note, summer is coming to a quick end. The Ohio State Fair is fast approaching, and two days after the fair I move into Frazie 14, a few days after that classes start. Humph.

Camp!

Today I talked to the lady who’s in charge of the Girl Zone camp, and I got the position as a coulselor! I am this excited:

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For the record, I found this in with a bunch of photos from last school year.

But that’s how excited I am.