My last post was about Boystown, too. Apparently that's where my best stories come from.
Amy, Tommy, and I were standing in a circle (triangle since there's three of us?) when all of a sudden I feel someone pulling on my purse trying to get my attention. I turned and this is the conversation that took place:
Guy: Can I have your purse?
Me: ...WHAT?
Guy: Can I have your purse?
Me: Um, no.
Guy: So the answer is no?
Me: Yeah, my stuff is in here and this is Coach.
Guy: So no?
Me: No. Go to Coach if you want one.
Guy: Well, let me know if you change your mind.
Me: I will.
Later he came into our circle and pointed to my purse asking again. I still said no, and he still said, "Let me know."
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Saturday, July 24, 2010
The Monsoon Boystown Adventure
My sister showed me this blog (Hyperbole and a Half). It's really funny, and now I envision my life in paint pictures. Last night would have made for some awesome pictures, but the idea has been taken, so I'll just tell the story.
Last night Amy asked me if I would go to a Halloween [birthday] party (yes, it is July) in the city with her so she wouldn't have to drive alone. I said sure because what else would I do with my life? She picked me up and she said she was hungry. We decided to go to Taco Hut (Taco Bell + Pizza Hut) but get our drinks at McDonald's since they have Diet Coke. When we got our food we were also given a drink that we did not order. We couldn't tell what it was. It tasted like regular Coke, but this is a Pepsi place. Then we found out that Amy's pizza was pepperoni instead of cheese. So we had to go back and wait for a cheese pizza.
At this point it was raining, but not anything intense. Then we got on the expressway. We could barely see! It was definitely a monsoon. We stayed in our lane by following the guy in front of us. When we got to the city the rain wasn't any better and we knew we'd get soaked. However, while looking for a parking spot we found a deformed umbrella lying on the edge of the street. We pulled over and stole it. It certainly came in good use.
At one bar a man came up to me (I can only assume he's gay since we're in Boystown) and said, "I'm probably gonna get hit, but you're one of the most naturally beautiful woman I've seen." SCORE! That made my life, actually. Later in the night Amy and I were sitting at a table and the same man walked by and noticed us sitting there. He quickly said he'd leave, as if we were threatening people. Then Amy said, "I think he thinks we're lesbians." As we were leaving Amy and I were holding hands (so we wouldn't lose each other in the crowd) and someone else shouted "lesbians!" Really? I feel bad for real lesbians now if that's the kind of stuff they have to put up with!
I think I met a straight boy though (don't worry, I'm still with Steve)! Who woulda thought?! This guy was kinda standing in the way while texting. I moved around him and he said something along the lines of "Hey now! Calm down!" I replied, "I just wanna leave!" He said he was joking. Then my nonsober friend, who will remain anonymous here, started to be aggressive with this dude. He looked at me and said, "I'm really a nice person!" I told him I believed him. Then he said he was a "nice, straight guy." I told him that there weren't many of him left (nice or straight) and to stay that way.
On the way home it was still monsooning. There were huge puddles underneath the overpasses. Despite being in a pickup truck, Amy was nervous about going through the swimming pools caused by the monsoon. So then we drove around pretending to figure out a way home. Eventually we just decided that we were gonna do it anyway. We survived with no harm done, of course. That's the story. It kinda just ends like that.
Last night Amy asked me if I would go to a Halloween [birthday] party (yes, it is July) in the city with her so she wouldn't have to drive alone. I said sure because what else would I do with my life? She picked me up and she said she was hungry. We decided to go to Taco Hut (Taco Bell + Pizza Hut) but get our drinks at McDonald's since they have Diet Coke. When we got our food we were also given a drink that we did not order. We couldn't tell what it was. It tasted like regular Coke, but this is a Pepsi place. Then we found out that Amy's pizza was pepperoni instead of cheese. So we had to go back and wait for a cheese pizza.
At this point it was raining, but not anything intense. Then we got on the expressway. We could barely see! It was definitely a monsoon. We stayed in our lane by following the guy in front of us. When we got to the city the rain wasn't any better and we knew we'd get soaked. However, while looking for a parking spot we found a deformed umbrella lying on the edge of the street. We pulled over and stole it. It certainly came in good use.
At one bar a man came up to me (I can only assume he's gay since we're in Boystown) and said, "I'm probably gonna get hit, but you're one of the most naturally beautiful woman I've seen." SCORE! That made my life, actually. Later in the night Amy and I were sitting at a table and the same man walked by and noticed us sitting there. He quickly said he'd leave, as if we were threatening people. Then Amy said, "I think he thinks we're lesbians." As we were leaving Amy and I were holding hands (so we wouldn't lose each other in the crowd) and someone else shouted "lesbians!" Really? I feel bad for real lesbians now if that's the kind of stuff they have to put up with!
I think I met a straight boy though (don't worry, I'm still with Steve)! Who woulda thought?! This guy was kinda standing in the way while texting. I moved around him and he said something along the lines of "Hey now! Calm down!" I replied, "I just wanna leave!" He said he was joking. Then my nonsober friend, who will remain anonymous here, started to be aggressive with this dude. He looked at me and said, "I'm really a nice person!" I told him I believed him. Then he said he was a "nice, straight guy." I told him that there weren't many of him left (nice or straight) and to stay that way.
On the way home it was still monsooning. There were huge puddles underneath the overpasses. Despite being in a pickup truck, Amy was nervous about going through the swimming pools caused by the monsoon. So then we drove around pretending to figure out a way home. Eventually we just decided that we were gonna do it anyway. We survived with no harm done, of course. That's the story. It kinda just ends like that.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
I am a true geek.
I was sitting in Mary's office (geek moment #1: I associate with my professors outside of class).
She got me a little book for graduation (geek moment #2: They like me so much they get me a graduation present).
I was talking about how I feel accomplished with my academics, but not necessarily my social life. Then I compared it to Erikson's integrity vs. despair. (geek moment #3: It's self explanatory).
Oh, did I mention I drank with THE MAN, Dr. James St. James last Thursday? Yeah, it happened. (geek moment #4: I'm excited that I drank with my advisor, the chair of the behavioral sciences department).
She got me a little book for graduation (geek moment #2: They like me so much they get me a graduation present).
I was talking about how I feel accomplished with my academics, but not necessarily my social life. Then I compared it to Erikson's integrity vs. despair. (geek moment #3: It's self explanatory).
Oh, did I mention I drank with THE MAN, Dr. James St. James last Thursday? Yeah, it happened. (geek moment #4: I'm excited that I drank with my advisor, the chair of the behavioral sciences department).
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Cloud 9
This week has been pretty freaking awesome, if I do say so myself! I got accepted into The Chicago School of Professional Psychology (I also got accepted into Roosevelt a few weeks back, but I'm not quite sure how this happened since they originally denied me). On Monday I had my interview at Adler School of Professional Psychology. I looked like a rockstar and had a sweet interview too!
I found out I got accepted on Friday...WITH A SCHOLARSHIP for community service. Have I done community service? I've interviewed a few homeless individuals...I guess that counts? I'm quite excited.
Anyway, Millikin also had the Tunnel of Oppression this week. I was on TV for it. They spelled my name wrong, among other things I have issues with, but here is the link for the video:
http://www.wandtv.com/global/Category.asp?c=182814&clipId=4652645&topVideoCatNo=99891&autoStart=true
Hopefully life can stay this awesome!
I found out I got accepted on Friday...WITH A SCHOLARSHIP for community service. Have I done community service? I've interviewed a few homeless individuals...I guess that counts? I'm quite excited.
Anyway, Millikin also had the Tunnel of Oppression this week. I was on TV for it. They spelled my name wrong, among other things I have issues with, but here is the link for the video:
http://www.wandtv.com/global/Category.asp?c=182814&clipId=4652645&topVideoCatNo=99891&autoStart=true
Hopefully life can stay this awesome!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
The most blog-worthy post I'll ever have.
I am currently living in temporary housing until I'm allowed to move back to Hessler. Not cool, but it has had its perks. I met awesome people, got to training in 2 seconds because I literally live next door, and got a nice view. The bad thing? THE BATHROOM. It's not clean. I've seen worse, but Hessler's communal bathroom is much more sanitary. This is locker room style: 4 stalls, followed by 3 showers. No changing room or anything. It's all in the open. Oh, did I mention it's co-ed? Now, I do not have a problem with gender neutral bathrooms. We have them in Hessler (with the exception of showers). But I don't know these people. They seem kind of obnoxious, actually.
Anyway, tonight, I go into the bathroom with all my stuff. I put my shampoo and everything in the shower and my towels on the chair right next to it. I decide I should pee because I think it's more hygienic to use the bathroom prior to showering. So after putting all my stuff down, like I said, I go into the stall. I hear someone come in the bathroom and start a shower. Earlier, my roommate told me how she had to awkwardly take a shower while a guy was too, and they came out at the same time. I was afraid this was going to happen to me.
It did not happen. Nope, not at all. I couldn't shower. Want to know why? HE TOOK MY SHOWER. My stuff was there! In the 30 seconds I went to pee from 2 feet away, someone took my shower! So I thought maybe he just thinks I left my stuff there, but that does not explain why my towels are there. Did he think I traveled naked to my room and he just missed it?! And even if I changed after my shower, it does not explain why the bottles are not wet. What if I was in the shower? Would he think I just forgot to turn the water off?
If I wanted to shower, but saw someone's bottles sitting there, even if there was a possibility that they left them there, I would wait to make sure they forgot them or just use another shower. But honestly...who does that?!
Anyway, tonight, I go into the bathroom with all my stuff. I put my shampoo and everything in the shower and my towels on the chair right next to it. I decide I should pee because I think it's more hygienic to use the bathroom prior to showering. So after putting all my stuff down, like I said, I go into the stall. I hear someone come in the bathroom and start a shower. Earlier, my roommate told me how she had to awkwardly take a shower while a guy was too, and they came out at the same time. I was afraid this was going to happen to me.
It did not happen. Nope, not at all. I couldn't shower. Want to know why? HE TOOK MY SHOWER. My stuff was there! In the 30 seconds I went to pee from 2 feet away, someone took my shower! So I thought maybe he just thinks I left my stuff there, but that does not explain why my towels are there. Did he think I traveled naked to my room and he just missed it?! And even if I changed after my shower, it does not explain why the bottles are not wet. What if I was in the shower? Would he think I just forgot to turn the water off?
If I wanted to shower, but saw someone's bottles sitting there, even if there was a possibility that they left them there, I would wait to make sure they forgot them or just use another shower. But honestly...who does that?!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
"Well I, I just wanna see the light. And I, I don't wanna lose my sight..."
Today in my POST (Peer Outreach Support Team) we did an exercise for self-awareness and illustration of maturation throughout college. At the end of my timeline, I ended with being denied from grad school. But then I announced that I have to end on a positive because that's just who I am. So I finished with "I still have hope."
Then at our break, Stacey came up to me and showed me a little medallion thing of hers. It's an angel and on the back it says "Never lose hope." She said she carries it with her. I briefly talked with her about it and how cool I thought it was. Then she said "How about you hold on to it for a bit? Then you can just give it back to me when you don't need it anymore. And if I never get it back, I know you needed it."
I think it is one of the sweetest things anyone has done for me. It helped so much. Thank you, Stacey Sparks.
Then at our break, Stacey came up to me and showed me a little medallion thing of hers. It's an angel and on the back it says "Never lose hope." She said she carries it with her. I briefly talked with her about it and how cool I thought it was. Then she said "How about you hold on to it for a bit? Then you can just give it back to me when you don't need it anymore. And if I never get it back, I know you needed it."
I think it is one of the sweetest things anyone has done for me. It helped so much. Thank you, Stacey Sparks.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Lessons from today
Lesson #1: Jelly DOES need fruit pectin.
The recipe called for it, but did we need it? Apparently so. Apple did not work. Maybe we need more? The jelly tastes good, but not like jelly. I think we should put it in the freezer for homemade fruit chillers!
Lesson #2: Pasta sauce does NOT double as pizza sauce, even if it has pizza seasonings in it.
Colleen even tried to thicken it. It did not work. It tasted like Italian sop on bread. UGH. The consistency did not match the really bready, not crispy, crust. Maybe measuring the yeast correctly too...
Lesson #3: Mozzarella cheese is not the correct cheese for pizza.
Next time, we will use pizza cheese. I think that is a combination of cheeses to give us the perfect blend of flavors.
The recipe called for it, but did we need it? Apparently so. Apple did not work. Maybe we need more? The jelly tastes good, but not like jelly. I think we should put it in the freezer for homemade fruit chillers!
Lesson #2: Pasta sauce does NOT double as pizza sauce, even if it has pizza seasonings in it.
Colleen even tried to thicken it. It did not work. It tasted like Italian sop on bread. UGH. The consistency did not match the really bready, not crispy, crust. Maybe measuring the yeast correctly too...
Lesson #3: Mozzarella cheese is not the correct cheese for pizza.
Next time, we will use pizza cheese. I think that is a combination of cheeses to give us the perfect blend of flavors.
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