Debbie Downer? Realistic Rhonda?

I just made Realistic Rhonda up. In case you were curious.

Ok so this may be a bit Debbie Downer, and I don't want to create a self-fulfilling prophecy or what not, but I thought I had figured out what the difference between high school and college is. And it's not co-ed bathrooms.*

Anyway, I have always thought that I could do/get pretty much whatever I wanted, just by working hard. I wanted to join a sorority, so I did. I wanted to work on the newspaper, so I applied. I wanted to learn to run, and I stuck with that (although those blisters are killer). I wanted to make friends at college, and finally, as a second-semester junior, I feel that I finally fit in here.

And at the end of my sophomore year of high school, I realized that I wanted to get into a really good college. And that I wanted to improve my grades, so I did, just by studying harder than I ever had before. And I did it. Sure, I didn't get into some good universities, but they accept like .1 percent of applicants. But I did get in here, and not to toot the school's horn or anything, but academically, it's hot shit.

But, I've lately started to think about this difference between high school and college. In high school, working hard = high grades. In college, it's smartness = high grades. I feel like no matter how much effort I put into a story, or how closely I do the reading, I just can't make it work. As if, as if I'm just not smart enough.

Anyway, this lead to major breakdown, which my suitemate Ellen helped me out of. Basically, she said some things that did make a lot of sense. One of which is that it is midterms time and I think I am just beyond stressed thinking about everything that has to be completed before Spring Break.

Sudden thought: Why do I care about grades so much? Yes, I need a good transcript to get into Law School, but I'm not even sure I'd do well there. After all, I really don't think I'm smart enough (evidenced by the fact that I literally understand nothing a professor says until like 5 minutes later). But maybe I just don't want to go? Good grades, show what? Show that I'm smart? That I've worked hard? Both? So what do bad grades show? That I'm stupid and didn't put in enough effort? Basically. Did I burn out after high school? I've never been smart, I am positive of this. I'm just a hard worker. So what am I cut out for in life? I'd like to think that the real world is another high school - that if I put in the hard work, I'll rise to the top. But to the top of what? We've been put in this ridiculous rat race, and I can't shake it. It's all one big contest, even more so than high school. A contest on who can say the more insiteful crap about feminism in Emerson's work (and honestly, who wants to sound that conceited? English majors, pull yours head out of your asses and talk in laymen terms please (I'm only a minor, a self-proclaimed stupid one at that, so I'm allowed to say this)).

I think I know what I like to do. I like working in a group environment (hello, Collegian and Alpha Chi exec!) and I like being creative (this blog). Ok, future solved.

*Well we don't have those. But I was thinking of the fiction Pembroke of 'Boy Meets World'. Anyway.

Friendly Faces, Everywhere

Ok, I don't know what the title of that is. Kind of cheesy I know. But it's true! Ok, sometimes I do hate on my school, because some girls are kinda bitchy/aloof.

But the ones I do know and are my friends are pretty effin awesome! And this post goes out to some general awesome people here:

- Dean Landphair: You are cool, you are from NOLA, and your son is adorable. Basically. And it's clear that you really enjoy your job! Woo Westhampton College!

- Emily and Liz: Yes it was just the three of us at our table during Westhampton Council dinner, but you guys were awesome and it was a pleasure talking to you two!

- Lady at the Pier who I don't know your name but you are so adorable: Thanks for being friendly, and always telling me what variety of bagels are available. I always try to go to your cash register!

So just a shout-out to those awesome people, even though they do not read this blog. And everyone, just be awesome because it makes my life more fun!

Random thought

Not that I don't have a fulfilling life, because I think that I definitely do. But sometimes something just feels a bit off.

And just now I realized. It's because when I'm at school I never read for fun!

When I'm on break, I go through so many books. But it seriously falls by the wayside at school and I'm not sure why.

Maybe this is something that I have to accept, and know that my post-college years will be filled with lots of reading. But I will try to make an effort to sneak some more pleasurable reading in there.

And I am a nerd. The End.

Happy Fat Tuesday!

Ok, Richmond much better today! Thank you Shelby for being concerned about me!

Good thing about today: I just ran almost two miles without stopping! I have NEVER run that far without stopping!! I can do anything now! Pretty much.

AND in other fitness news, I did my first chaturanga yesterday in yoga.

It looks a little something like this:


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I am sure I did not look that good, but the closest I have ever made it.

Any suggestions on what I should do for Spring Break? I am at a loss.

Rant

Maybe it's a little extreme to be posting this on a public forum, but this isn't quite nearly as public as something like my Facebook status, so whatever.

I'm sick of Richmond. Basically. I feel like I'll never fit in, no matter how hard I try. I honestly do wish I was still abroad. I mean, yes, Richmond is much better now than it was freshman, sophomore year but honestly I will be relieved when college is over and done.

But, I can think of maybe one time where I did not feel a million times better the next day. I do think it's kind of a funk.

It's just upsetting that these times do have to happen and I feel like I'll never not be miserable.

Update #1: No one is reading this, so I don't know why I bother updating.

Update #2: I am dramatic. Hence all the moaning and groaning I just did over painting a mug with polka dots. Oy.

Happy Valentine's Day!

I spent a nice little chunk of my Valentine's Day weekend in the car ... but that's OK because I spent it with Hannah at Wake Forest!

We had a lovely time (seeing as we could not be at Mardi Gras grrr), drinking and eating lots of bad-for-you-food.

Case in Point: I had my first KFC Bowl. Gross but good. Ideal hangover food really.


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Sadly, does not look that nice in reality. But it. Was. Good.

Also got Cookout yay!! Besides the company, really the main reason I visit her.

I made lots of grumbles about boys whilst drinking, there was chocolate and ice cream involved - truly the best and proper way to spend a Valentine's Day I believe!

Thank you for a great weekend Hannah!

Snow! Snow?

Today we had our first snow day of the year! Exciting, that it was.

But I'm almost ready to get back to normal.

1. I do well with a schedule. Free time is nice, but sometimes I feel overwhelmed.

2. My dad pays a lot of money for me to go here. As much as not having to listen to my grizzled war vet of a professor talk about photography was lovely, it still almost pains me to think about wasted money on my education. (Can you tell I'm Jewish??)

3. All the food places close early. Obviously, the people who work at the Pier and in D-Hall are AMAZING coming to work with the dangerous conditions, and during the past two snowy weekends they even spent the night oncampus. However, I just wish the snow would go away for our sake and theirs. D-Hall gets crazy crowded because they close it at 7!!

C'mon spring!! I want to wear flip-flops!

Ring Dance Recap

Friday:

My parents get in. It's snowing. But they make it! We eat at Can Can, for my daddy's birthday (which is the following day). So freakin' delicious. I get a salmon yummm. And we see some fellow Who Dats there. Who woulda thought?


Interior of restaurant. Very cute, although not very good picture.

I get tips off wine, no big deal.

Saturday:

It's still snowing. My dad wants to go drive around? The southern fool. We eventually make it out to eat the Village Diner, featured on Triple D. It's delicious, and in the cool VCU area, which I should totally hang out in more often.

THEN RING DANCE TIME!!!

Get to wear my dress for the second time! My dad wears a gold bowtie for the saints! and my mom all over gold!



We walk down the stairs - which is totes not as as stressful as I thought it would be. Us girls line up in the shape of a W, for Westhampton. Not as stupid as I thought it would be.

Then it was party time!!

Sunday:

Am hungover, but luckily it dissipates in time for me to take pictues of maitenance men shoveling snow.

AND THEN BLACK AND GOLD SUPERBOWL. WHO DAT.


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Drew Brees and his son. So freakin' cute.

Yep. Best. Weekend. Ever.

Meep

Writing cover letters is a hard work. Anyone wanna just give me a paid internship??

Cursed

Ok, apologies to my fellow junior class women: but my dress is cursed.

Case A: I am re-wearing my high school graduation dress for Ring Dance. The day of graduation, it poured buckets. It was ridiculous. We hd to take the traditional picture instead inside of outside. Tragedy I know, but it really was!! It also seems to rain on every important day of my life (at least in high school, as it rained on our last day offical day of senior year, which was also the day of the Cum Laude ceremony).

Case B: This weekend, if it doesn't snow, there will be wintry mix and a lotta rain. I mean, at least we'll be inside at the Jeff, but my Dad is a snow-phobe (he and I are a lot a lot alike).

Keep your fingers crossed that meteorologists are wrong!!

A Night of Firsts

So guess who doesn't want to read Merchant of Venice? That's right, moi. So let's talk about this night of firsts!

Ok, so starting Saturday, Richmond has been blanketed in snow. My poor Rav4 (which has recently been recalled, natch), was exposed to snow for the first time. So thank you, Katie! For helping me dust off all the snow and ice, and for being in the car with me the first time I tried to drive it in the inclement weather! Scariest. Moment. Ever.

But then we had fun times, and we went to dinner at Joe's Market! I had never been before, and it was goooood. I had a sandwich with roasted veggies and hummus on it and it was YUMMY. Demolished that sucker. I would totes go back to Joe's Market (and I intend to!) since there were also lots of fun groceries, like Australian Licorice mmm. Great another place to spend money offcampus woo!

Ima start bringing my point 'n' shoot with me more often so I couldve taken sweet pictures of the car and my sandwich.

Oh. Andddd it's supposed to snow again tomorrow. Like what. The. Fuck. It better not be snowing this weekend for Ring Dance, is all I'm sayin'.