Summer Time!

It's already been a full week of summer and right now it feels as though it's just inching along, but I know that soon enough those long, lazy summer days will go by all too fast. In fact, I've already lined up several projects for myself:

1. Find a job.
2. Learn to drive. That's right, I still don't have my license and I'm 19.
3. Start re-doing my soc book. What's a soc book? The long name is sociology book and it's a big project we had to do for Billington's sociology class my senior year. Basically, he gave a long list of questions that we had to create pages for. We also had to have our friends create pages about us. The reason why I want to re-do it is because my pages look like crap, especially when you compare them to the artistic talent of Beau's page.......
4. Begin a scrapbook for my JEP experiences. It'd be great to have all of these memories compiled into one book. However thick it is!
5. Learn to sew. I know how to sew the basics, but I'd really like to learn how to sew more complicated things, like a dress, or skirt, or bunny hat!

So as you can see, I'm going to keep myself busy this summer! Not to mention the fact that I have to help pack up everything and I want to take a dance class at the rec center......

Travel-worn

It's amazing how tired one can be after sitting in a car for two days. Even when you're not the one doing the driving.

Needless to say, that's what my past two days were. Sitting in my Dad's dog-hair-filled jeep packed full of boxes and bags of my stuff from school as we drove across Kansas. Not exactly my idea of fun. Especially since I only had one CD with me, so I had to listen to my Dad's music most of the way. That and my Maroon 5 CD. I like the band, but hearing the songs over and over and over again gets a little annoying. I think I have some of the lyrics memorized. And never realized how many sexual references are stated rather blatantly in their songs.

Anyway, driving across Kansas is taxing.

Boxes

Since I am in the midst of packing to head home for the summer, I've been thinking about (or, rather, frustrated with) boxes. For instance, what's the point in a box that can only hold about one normal-sixed book? And why does nothing ever seem to be able to fill up the box perfectly? It would be so much easier to pack things if boxes were able to hold everything just so. Personally, I'd much prefer a Mary Poppins carpet bag to a box.

Another funny thing about boxes: in a way, they represent life. Just think about it! We pack much of our material objects away in boxes that I'm sure everyone thinks of as associated with their life in some way or another. And all that food in the grocery store first came out of a box.

It's kind of sad seeing so many filled boxes lining the hallway as everyone prepares to go home. It means that some of the girls and guys I've gotten to know over the past year I may not see again for a very long time. Some I may never see again. And otehrs I'll see at the end of the summer. Still, the boxes look a bit forlorn in their shades of brown lined up in waiting to be carried out to a car or to sit across the way in Schroeder's storage.

I personally hope to not have nearly as many boxes this coming fall.

Sunset Concert

Alright, so this actually happened about three weeks ago, but I've been so busy with end of the semester papers, etc that I haven't been able to be online very much.

So...Sunset Concert.

Every spring, UE puts on a free concert for its students and brings in some fairly large bands. This year we had Hellogoodbye! Needless to say it was a pretty awesome concert, even though the singer was most definately drunk. Point and case: he licked a girl on the forehead. Maybe he was high, too. Oh, well. Nothing bad happened, and it made for an entertaining performance.

After the show, my friend Jenn and I ran around to the back of the "concert hall," a.k.a the large gym in Carson Center and got a photo with the guitarist.
All in all, it was a pretty good night, especially since I went with a bunch of friends to a Japanese restaurant for dinner before hand. (The meal cost me $23, but it was worth it).