Today was the International Fair at MC and although I'm no longer a student, I am reminded of how much I love this campus. There are so many wonderful people on this campus that give me hope for all the ignorant people that I deal with on a somewhat regular basis.
During one of the performances, a band that played middle eastern music, students, both international and domestic, clasped hands and began to dance in a circle. People, including staff and faculty members, joined in and danced until the end of the piece. Of course I jumped on a chair and got pictures, but I almost found it hard to see through the viewfinder, considering I was fighting tearing up.
Earlier in the day, however, I got a first reminder. A student-run dance organization performed their own choreographed dances, and the last one was called, "Fix You." It was about couples, but the couples were those that have been the focus of some discrimination at some point of history or another; a mixed race couple, a homosexual couple and then those who follow tradition. It was lovely, and once again, I found myself fighting the tears.
These are just some of the reasons I love MC, and am so very blessed to continue with my life here.
Sunday, April 15, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Dormant
Well, I guess I've let the motivation to update this lapse, considering it's been quite a long time.
So much has happened since then that of course I'm not going to be able to type it all out, but the main thing is that I started my first post-college job. I love it, I really do. I'm working as a staff member at my Alma Mater as a Hall director - working over the RAs, hall council, RHA and other details. It's wonderful to be in a place that I know so well, but that can prove as a negative, too.
I have my own apartment that is only down the hall from my office and a schedule that is dictated only by meetings throughout the week, leaving me to pencil in my own hours as long as I stick to the minimum required of me. I'm doing a lot of editing, writing and photography along with my administrative tasks, which is a wonderful blessing since those things are my stress reducers in an anything-but-consistent work setting.
Other than work, my life has been somewhat eventful. In August, I, along with a good part of our region and most of my graduation class, got a wake up call on life. One of my peers from the English department passed away in a tragic accident in Indianapolis where the main stage collapsed. Most reports said that she may not have suffered much, but the fact that she had so much potential and promise is what struck us the hardest. It's been 8 months (tomorrow) but I still find myself staring off and thinking about our interactions, and I sometimes thing I'm going crazy because I swear some of our underclassmen resemble her. Although she and I weren't overly close, I think anyone who knew her in any capacity can feel the loss of such a wonderful young woman.
Currently, I'm on a track to try and be a healthier me, along with half of all Americans. I'm lucky that my place of work offers free exercises trainers (for a class) and I have been taking advantage of that. Although I haven't really seen any physical improvements, I do feel better and stronger. It's a downhill goal but an uphill battle.
Outside of all of that, I have made a promise to myself to try and read and write more often. Sometimes I find myself wanting a nap or mindless TV during my downtime, but I've been pushing myself (mainly my eyes) to perk up and enjoy the strain that comes with reading. Currently, I'm working on the newest Greg Maguire book and loving it. Also, I'm planning on writing a full autobiography, motivated through the loss of Aline so young. Sometime in between, I hope to begin reworking my "novel" that I wrote in the 8th grade in order to add my now more mature style to it.
Overall, life is pretty good. First world problems aside, I have a life to envy.
So much has happened since then that of course I'm not going to be able to type it all out, but the main thing is that I started my first post-college job. I love it, I really do. I'm working as a staff member at my Alma Mater as a Hall director - working over the RAs, hall council, RHA and other details. It's wonderful to be in a place that I know so well, but that can prove as a negative, too.
I have my own apartment that is only down the hall from my office and a schedule that is dictated only by meetings throughout the week, leaving me to pencil in my own hours as long as I stick to the minimum required of me. I'm doing a lot of editing, writing and photography along with my administrative tasks, which is a wonderful blessing since those things are my stress reducers in an anything-but-consistent work setting.
Other than work, my life has been somewhat eventful. In August, I, along with a good part of our region and most of my graduation class, got a wake up call on life. One of my peers from the English department passed away in a tragic accident in Indianapolis where the main stage collapsed. Most reports said that she may not have suffered much, but the fact that she had so much potential and promise is what struck us the hardest. It's been 8 months (tomorrow) but I still find myself staring off and thinking about our interactions, and I sometimes thing I'm going crazy because I swear some of our underclassmen resemble her. Although she and I weren't overly close, I think anyone who knew her in any capacity can feel the loss of such a wonderful young woman.
Currently, I'm on a track to try and be a healthier me, along with half of all Americans. I'm lucky that my place of work offers free exercises trainers (for a class) and I have been taking advantage of that. Although I haven't really seen any physical improvements, I do feel better and stronger. It's a downhill goal but an uphill battle.
Outside of all of that, I have made a promise to myself to try and read and write more often. Sometimes I find myself wanting a nap or mindless TV during my downtime, but I've been pushing myself (mainly my eyes) to perk up and enjoy the strain that comes with reading. Currently, I'm working on the newest Greg Maguire book and loving it. Also, I'm planning on writing a full autobiography, motivated through the loss of Aline so young. Sometime in between, I hope to begin reworking my "novel" that I wrote in the 8th grade in order to add my now more mature style to it.
Overall, life is pretty good. First world problems aside, I have a life to envy.
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