Saturday, October 31, 2009
Monday, October 26, 2009
CO
I am living in a madhouse. The whole family (A, Ke, Mel, Bej, Av, me) has been in this apartment all day doing homework and going crazy. Last night I went over to Mi's with Av and A and Bej and Mi was not prepared for all of us interacting. It's that whole you never know how crazy you are until you hang out with an outside observer. Mi has hung out with all of us at different times and different combinations but it is a whole different experience with us all together.
Speaking of Mi, two night ago a crazy photoshoot went down with lasers and a slinky and all sorts of good stuff. Maybe sometime I will have the pictures for you folks to see. But it was great.
Speaking of Mi, two night ago a crazy photoshoot went down with lasers and a slinky and all sorts of good stuff. Maybe sometime I will have the pictures for you folks to see. But it was great.
Monday, October 19, 2009
A Normal Field Trip
Last week my class went on a field trip from Tuesday morning to Friday night, camping by night and visiting farms by day. Here are a few highlights:
- Singing songs around the campfire with coyotes yipping in the background
- Bottle feeding a five day old calf with a heart shaped mark on its forehead
- Standing in the middle of a 7,000 acre wheat field. It was crazy! The land was mountainy and all wheat covered and it looked like South Africa and the sky was huge.
- Exploring an old abandoned grain elevator in the middle of nowhere
- Seeing a double rainbow over a cow barn in a misty foggy valley surrounded by mountains
- Free fruit - SO MUCH FREE FRUIT! Farmers love to share and I love it. Raspberries, plums, pears, apples, grapes, persimmons, all freshly picked and delightful. I fruit until I couldn't eat any more.
- All the rest of the food. Turns out farm people are food people, which makes complete sense when I think about it but I never realized it before. Yum.
I wasn't excited to go on the field trip before I left because it was so many days away from home and I wasn't pumped for camping in the rain and snow. But when I did it I ended up really enjoying it. I didn't even have to camp in the rain and snow. When we first showed up I was helping set up a tent in the snow absolutely dreading sleeping in it but then my teachers said we could sleep in the grange if we wanted and even though most of my class wanted to be tough and outdoorsy and sleep in the snow I was all for sleeping in the grange. No regrets there. The more I learn about farms the more excited about them I get and the more I mentally plan my someday farm. I've learned so much already and it has only been a few weeks. I have tons of homework and have to work for hours on it every day, but it is worth it because of all the learning I get out of it. This week is chicken week. Excited? I know I am.
Friday night was pretty rough emotionally but we worked through our issues and even though I ended up running away about to cry at one point Av and Mel and A seemed to care and stopped me to talk more and I think we all figured out what was going on was a misunderstanding and I think it is better now. And I like that because I had thought for a while that my friends had grown way closer with each other than with me and that I wasn't as welcome in their little worlds, but that wasn't really how they felt, because they thought that I just wanted to spend time with Bej and not them, but I thought they didn't want to be close with me. So that was reassuring and I haven't felt distanced from them since. Everything seems to be good again.
On Saturday night I decided to try going to an off campus party. Av and Mel and Ke and A are all about the off campus party scene and always go to parties and I never want to go. It's hard because I want to hang out with them but I don't like going to the parties or being at the parties, so usually they go to the party and I stay at home and then they get all their party bonding in and I feel like a loser. So I thought I would try one out just to make sure I didn't like it and I didn't like it. BUT that is not even the important part of this story. The important part of the story is that Mel and I were outside the party on the sidewalk talking when a guy came by and said there was a really drunk girl over there could we help her out because he doesn't know what to do, and we said sure and went over and found the really drunk girl. But then it turned out she wasn't just drunk, she was also an alcoholic and bipolar and thought she was going to have a seizure and had post traumatic stress syndrome and had been riding trains for the past 10 years and had two months to live and was crazy. And the guy who told us to look after her was her boyfriend ditching her. We didn't know what to do with her because she didn't know anyone and didn't know how to get to the house she was staying at so we ended up driving her to the hospital with so many people jammed into a car. La, Bi, Mel, Av's friends from back home, and me. We didn't get home until three thirty in the morning. But when we got home we all joined up with Av and A and Bej at our apartment and had a wild game of catchphrase and Av and Bej played music and A and I shared Ru's sleeping bag and it was great.
The End.
- Singing songs around the campfire with coyotes yipping in the background
- Bottle feeding a five day old calf with a heart shaped mark on its forehead
- Standing in the middle of a 7,000 acre wheat field. It was crazy! The land was mountainy and all wheat covered and it looked like South Africa and the sky was huge.
- Exploring an old abandoned grain elevator in the middle of nowhere
- Seeing a double rainbow over a cow barn in a misty foggy valley surrounded by mountains
- Free fruit - SO MUCH FREE FRUIT! Farmers love to share and I love it. Raspberries, plums, pears, apples, grapes, persimmons, all freshly picked and delightful. I fruit until I couldn't eat any more.
- All the rest of the food. Turns out farm people are food people, which makes complete sense when I think about it but I never realized it before. Yum.
I wasn't excited to go on the field trip before I left because it was so many days away from home and I wasn't pumped for camping in the rain and snow. But when I did it I ended up really enjoying it. I didn't even have to camp in the rain and snow. When we first showed up I was helping set up a tent in the snow absolutely dreading sleeping in it but then my teachers said we could sleep in the grange if we wanted and even though most of my class wanted to be tough and outdoorsy and sleep in the snow I was all for sleeping in the grange. No regrets there. The more I learn about farms the more excited about them I get and the more I mentally plan my someday farm. I've learned so much already and it has only been a few weeks. I have tons of homework and have to work for hours on it every day, but it is worth it because of all the learning I get out of it. This week is chicken week. Excited? I know I am.
Friday night was pretty rough emotionally but we worked through our issues and even though I ended up running away about to cry at one point Av and Mel and A seemed to care and stopped me to talk more and I think we all figured out what was going on was a misunderstanding and I think it is better now. And I like that because I had thought for a while that my friends had grown way closer with each other than with me and that I wasn't as welcome in their little worlds, but that wasn't really how they felt, because they thought that I just wanted to spend time with Bej and not them, but I thought they didn't want to be close with me. So that was reassuring and I haven't felt distanced from them since. Everything seems to be good again.
On Saturday night I decided to try going to an off campus party. Av and Mel and Ke and A are all about the off campus party scene and always go to parties and I never want to go. It's hard because I want to hang out with them but I don't like going to the parties or being at the parties, so usually they go to the party and I stay at home and then they get all their party bonding in and I feel like a loser. So I thought I would try one out just to make sure I didn't like it and I didn't like it. BUT that is not even the important part of this story. The important part of the story is that Mel and I were outside the party on the sidewalk talking when a guy came by and said there was a really drunk girl over there could we help her out because he doesn't know what to do, and we said sure and went over and found the really drunk girl. But then it turned out she wasn't just drunk, she was also an alcoholic and bipolar and thought she was going to have a seizure and had post traumatic stress syndrome and had been riding trains for the past 10 years and had two months to live and was crazy. And the guy who told us to look after her was her boyfriend ditching her. We didn't know what to do with her because she didn't know anyone and didn't know how to get to the house she was staying at so we ended up driving her to the hospital with so many people jammed into a car. La, Bi, Mel, Av's friends from back home, and me. We didn't get home until three thirty in the morning. But when we got home we all joined up with Av and A and Bej at our apartment and had a wild game of catchphrase and Av and Bej played music and A and I shared Ru's sleeping bag and it was great.
The End.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
I plead pizza eggs on that banana
Av is making a blog, which is wildly exciting and an inspiration to us all. Mostly me. So now I am inspired and blogging.
Father and Sister are visiting this weekend. Ke and A and Sister and I went and saw him do his think downtown on Friday night and it was intense and nice to finally see him in action. A and Ke and I all cried. Sister fits very nicely into the family. She hated all the parties on Friday night so Bej and I took her stargazing on the field instead and it was very nice.
Right now Av is in the corner writing a song and Sister is in the kitchen cleaning up her sandwich. Last night Av played music for us and we all danced, which happens all the time around here but it never gets old.
Anddd as I was writing that there was a knock on the door and in came Bej, No, and Bej's mom. This the kind of thing I am talking about when I say there is no time for the internet anymore. Too much real life getting in the way. I ended up going out for burritos with Father and Sc and Bej and Bej's mom. The photos that Bej's mom took will be up on facebook so don't even worry.
Last night we were blasting music and dancing and the RA on duty came and knocked on our door and A went to answer and asked if we were being too loud and then the RA launched into this whole speech about how we chose to live in quiet housing until Asia interrupted and said we actually are not in quiet housing. Then the police officer and the RA were horribly embarrassed and introduced themselves and said they would wipe the egg off their faces. So that was unexpected.
I'm not sure I've talked about my sheep yet. I have so much to learn about sheep but I am so ready to learn. I wish I had a car so I could go over to the sheep field all the time and hang out with the sheep. At least I get to go once a week. Sheep make the best noises when they bite grass.
We found a little door with a free ice box behind it and it looks to Mel how all doors look to A. Which was funny to me because I'm in the middle of the two heights and both perspectives were really different than how I see doors. I never thought about how different people's perspectives on stuff like that must be.
Father and Sister are visiting this weekend. Ke and A and Sister and I went and saw him do his think downtown on Friday night and it was intense and nice to finally see him in action. A and Ke and I all cried. Sister fits very nicely into the family. She hated all the parties on Friday night so Bej and I took her stargazing on the field instead and it was very nice.
Right now Av is in the corner writing a song and Sister is in the kitchen cleaning up her sandwich. Last night Av played music for us and we all danced, which happens all the time around here but it never gets old.
Anddd as I was writing that there was a knock on the door and in came Bej, No, and Bej's mom. This the kind of thing I am talking about when I say there is no time for the internet anymore. Too much real life getting in the way. I ended up going out for burritos with Father and Sc and Bej and Bej's mom. The photos that Bej's mom took will be up on facebook so don't even worry.
Last night we were blasting music and dancing and the RA on duty came and knocked on our door and A went to answer and asked if we were being too loud and then the RA launched into this whole speech about how we chose to live in quiet housing until Asia interrupted and said we actually are not in quiet housing. Then the police officer and the RA were horribly embarrassed and introduced themselves and said they would wipe the egg off their faces. So that was unexpected.
I'm not sure I've talked about my sheep yet. I have so much to learn about sheep but I am so ready to learn. I wish I had a car so I could go over to the sheep field all the time and hang out with the sheep. At least I get to go once a week. Sheep make the best noises when they bite grass.
We found a little door with a free ice box behind it and it looks to Mel how all doors look to A. Which was funny to me because I'm in the middle of the two heights and both perspectives were really different than how I see doors. I never thought about how different people's perspectives on stuff like that must be.
Monday, October 5, 2009
Farm Class Farm Class
Today as I was taking lecture notes I realized that I don't care how well I do in class. I've always been pretty concerned about getting good grades so this is sort of a radical transformation. I like it better this way though because now I'm trying even harder to learn since I'm learning with the goal of soaking up as much knowledge as possible. I guess it isn't really that I don't care, just that grades seem so pointless in comparison.
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