I just stumbled upon the Facebook profiles of a pleasant looking group of travel-loving Swedish friends. Now I am looking at their lovely Swedish photos and basking in their idyllic Swedish lives.
A) I feel creepy right now
B) Despite A, these creeper feeling aren't compelling me to stop just yet
C) I hope in that in my next life I am Swedish.
March 12, 2011
Manning Up
Tonight, instead of venturing into the outside world/expending energy, my roommate and I watched The Graduate. I first watched this movie about a year ago, but wasn't thinking about it within the context of my life. I can safely report that I found very few similarities between myself and Dustin Hoffman's character (and I don't just mean that I am female and he isn't...I don't think cougarism works when genders flop).
Afterward, as roommate and I were cleaning up brownie remnants (no movie night is complete without some form of dessert), she asked me "if our house were a family, what roles would everybody have?" Never thought about that before. There are 5 of us, so 2 parents and 3 kids. I was able to place one (a very obvious youngest child), but none of the rest. She told me that I am the dad of the family (the second manly reference of this post). A little confusing at first, but her explanation is that I work hard and don't get involved (is this good [stay out of the drama] or not good [distant]?).
I faxed in my signed offer letter to future job this morning, so I won't be spending the summer drifting on a pool float and having no plans a-la Dustin Hoffman.
-----"Ben, what are you doing?"
"Well, I would say that I'm just drifting. Here in the pool."
-----"Why?"
"Well, it's very comfortable just to drift here."
Afterward, as roommate and I were cleaning up brownie remnants (no movie night is complete without some form of dessert), she asked me "if our house were a family, what roles would everybody have?" Never thought about that before. There are 5 of us, so 2 parents and 3 kids. I was able to place one (a very obvious youngest child), but none of the rest. She told me that I am the dad of the family (the second manly reference of this post). A little confusing at first, but her explanation is that I work hard and don't get involved (is this good [stay out of the drama] or not good [distant]?).
I faxed in my signed offer letter to future job this morning, so I won't be spending the summer drifting on a pool float and having no plans a-la Dustin Hoffman.
-----"Ben, what are you doing?""Well, I would say that I'm just drifting. Here in the pool."
-----"Why?"
"Well, it's very comfortable just to drift here."
March 11, 2011
Senioritis
As requested, I'm blogging about my senioritis. I woke up this morning and didn't really give a shit. I sat through 2 classes (my other two were canceled today, luckily, or my brain may have exploded) physically, but not mentally. I don't want to have senioritis, because I'd like to think that I'm intrinsically motivated to work hard regardless of the situation (I may be a senior in college, but I'm a pre-schooler in "real life").
Maybe this is temporary. It's been a really long week (actually 2 weeks)--I spent the whole weekend prepping the kids I tutor for their midterm/studying for my own midterms...so Monday felt like the continuation of the previous week rather than a new one. I spent 6 hours putting together a study guide and creating practice problems, then 6 more hours actually tutoring. The day after the test, some girl emailed me to say that she didn't event attempt to answer the problem that was 40% of the total test, and that my study session wasn't effective because there were too many people there.
A) Sorry, but I'm not going to limit the size of the session. It's open to anyone who wants it
B) Never leave a test answer completely blank. Write something
C) I'm a tutor, not a miracle worker
Earlier this afternoon, I went out for coffee with the woman in charge of job placement to catch up. She said I can come across as 'unaffected and serious' (i.e. intimidating. I hear that all too often), and maybe that's why I had a harder time getting hired. Shitty. I can't help it that God graced me with this unfriendly-looking bone structure. And maybe I am a little more reserved around people I don't know well, but I wouldn't consider myself a mean person.
At least it's the weekend. Tomorrow I am going on a hike.
Maybe this is temporary. It's been a really long week (actually 2 weeks)--I spent the whole weekend prepping the kids I tutor for their midterm/studying for my own midterms...so Monday felt like the continuation of the previous week rather than a new one. I spent 6 hours putting together a study guide and creating practice problems, then 6 more hours actually tutoring. The day after the test, some girl emailed me to say that she didn't event attempt to answer the problem that was 40% of the total test, and that my study session wasn't effective because there were too many people there.
A) Sorry, but I'm not going to limit the size of the session. It's open to anyone who wants it
B) Never leave a test answer completely blank. Write something
C) I'm a tutor, not a miracle worker
Earlier this afternoon, I went out for coffee with the woman in charge of job placement to catch up. She said I can come across as 'unaffected and serious' (i.e. intimidating. I hear that all too often), and maybe that's why I had a harder time getting hired. Shitty. I can't help it that God graced me with this unfriendly-looking bone structure. And maybe I am a little more reserved around people I don't know well, but I wouldn't consider myself a mean person.
At least it's the weekend. Tomorrow I am going on a hike.
March 6, 2011
March 5, 2011
Let me get this off my chest so I can finally move on.
Dear Ex-Lover,
I've grown up with the phrase 'If something seems too good to be true, it probably is' pounded into my psyche.
Unfortunately, you were no exception.
After a great deal of consideration, I've assembled a list of reasons why this is true:
1. You were too attractive
2. Your taste in music was too good
3. You were too passionate about your work
4. In fact, you were too passionate about everything you did
5. We had too much in common
6. You were too cultured, adventurous, and intelligent
7. Oh, and you broke my heart you stupid motherfucker
I hope you are happy and all is well.
Sincerely,
Me
I've grown up with the phrase 'If something seems too good to be true, it probably is' pounded into my psyche.
Unfortunately, you were no exception.
After a great deal of consideration, I've assembled a list of reasons why this is true:
1. You were too attractive
2. Your taste in music was too good
3. You were too passionate about your work
4. In fact, you were too passionate about everything you did
5. We had too much in common
6. You were too cultured, adventurous, and intelligent
7. Oh, and you broke my heart you stupid motherfucker
I hope you are happy and all is well.
Sincerely,
Me
March 4, 2011
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