1) If you had to dress only in one era's style, which would it be?The Fifties. I just finished performing in "Guys and Dolls" last week and I'm still feeling the effects. We all looked pretty snazzy
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Re: so....you'll be a freshman, eh?alohraJune 18 2005, 20:56:29 UTC
1. 3 biggest guilty pleasures: -spying on people -shopping and spending obscene amounts of money on nothing -Godiva chocolates. I once spent 200 dollars on chocolates at Godiva and ate them all with my best friend while watching Vanity Fair in the theater. Somehow, I just don't think that movie would be any good without that chocolate. 2. My sketchiest Reed experience? hmmmm....not sure. This really depends on what raises your sketchometer the most; drugs, sex, general lawbreaking, etc. For the first few weeks of school, I was deemed the sketchiest freshman by several groups of upperclassmen, although they used it more as a term of endearment than as an insult. I've never really felt unsafe at Reed. Throughout the year, I've done MANY different drugs, and had multiple sex partners, but I've never felt that those experiences were "sketchy". Perhaps the friday of Renn Fayre? I got all dressed up in a fairy outfit with wings and lingerie, along with my two best friends, and we got really drunk and made out with about 50 people each. Then, that evening, we rolled on E and ran around telling random Reedies all of the things that we like about them. To wrap up the evening, I hooked up with this guy who was friends with my horrible ex-dormie...on the ex-dormie's bed. Yeah. That probably wins, but not by much. 3. I last cried this afternoon, because I'm having a really hard time transitioning into my summer environment. I'm spending 3 months at a Quaker summer camp at the beach and everyone else on staff is from a small Christian college. They're all very conservative, and there's a lot of rules, spoken and unspoken, that I'm having a hard time adjusting to. I've actually been crying a lot. 4. I hate it that my parents ignored the fact that I cried multiple times, every single day of my freshman year of high school. They never once asked me what was wrong. seriously. It's very strange, because they're extremely nice and caring in general, but they just chose to ignore the fact that I was going through such a hard time. Woah. This makes it sound like I cry a lot in general. I don't. I'm usually very happy. 5. Well, I'm engaged, so I see myself as married. Ok...I'll just run you through my 15 year plan. In the next few years, I'm going to graduate from the U of O with a double degree in American History and English Literature, then go on to get my masters in secondary education through the same institution. Directly after that, I'm going to marry my fiance. He's going to be an Emergency Room nurse, so our relationship will probably be very strained for the first few years. After teaching some of the less desirable English and history classes, hopefully at a school in San Francisco, Portland, or Seattle, I'll get a spot teaching AP US History and a companion humanities course. While I'm teaching, I'm going to take summer courses in business and save up my money. Eventually, I'll have ONE kid, and open up bookstore/coffeeshop and quit my teaching job. My husband will work in the coffeeshop, too. Hopefully, all this will happen by 15 years from now. Sorry it took so long for me to respond. I'm at camp for the summer and the internet here blocks out livejournal. I'll definitely respond eventually to anything you send my way. It's best to communicate directly with me through my school e-mail: schuchal@reed.edu. You can also send me snail mail. My address is in my journal! -Laura
-spying on people
-shopping and spending obscene amounts of money on nothing
-Godiva chocolates. I once spent 200 dollars on chocolates at Godiva and ate them all with my best friend while watching Vanity Fair in the theater. Somehow, I just don't think that movie would be any good without that chocolate.
2. My sketchiest Reed experience? hmmmm....not sure. This really depends on what raises your sketchometer the most; drugs, sex, general lawbreaking, etc. For the first few weeks of school, I was deemed the sketchiest freshman by several groups of upperclassmen, although they used it more as a term of endearment than as an insult. I've never really felt unsafe at Reed. Throughout the year, I've done MANY different drugs, and had multiple sex partners, but I've never felt that those experiences were "sketchy". Perhaps the friday of Renn Fayre? I got all dressed up in a fairy outfit with wings and lingerie, along with my two best friends, and we got really drunk and made out with about 50 people each. Then, that evening, we rolled on E and ran around telling random Reedies all of the things that we like about them. To wrap up the evening, I hooked up with this guy who was friends with my horrible ex-dormie...on the ex-dormie's bed. Yeah. That probably wins, but not by much.
3. I last cried this afternoon, because I'm having a really hard time transitioning into my summer environment. I'm spending 3 months at a Quaker summer camp at the beach and everyone else on staff is from a small Christian college. They're all very conservative, and there's a lot of rules, spoken and unspoken, that I'm having a hard time adjusting to. I've actually been crying a lot.
4. I hate it that my parents ignored the fact that I cried multiple times, every single day of my freshman year of high school. They never once asked me what was wrong. seriously. It's very strange, because they're extremely nice and caring in general, but they just chose to ignore the fact that I was going through such a hard time. Woah. This makes it sound like I cry a lot in general. I don't. I'm usually very happy.
5. Well, I'm engaged, so I see myself as married. Ok...I'll just run you through my 15 year plan. In the next few years, I'm going to graduate from the U of O with a double degree in American History and English Literature, then go on to get my masters in secondary education through the same institution. Directly after that, I'm going to marry my fiance. He's going to be an Emergency Room nurse, so our relationship will probably be very strained for the first few years. After teaching some of the less desirable English and history classes, hopefully at a school in San Francisco, Portland, or Seattle, I'll get a spot teaching AP US History and a companion humanities course. While I'm teaching, I'm going to take summer courses in business and save up my money. Eventually, I'll have ONE kid, and open up bookstore/coffeeshop and quit my teaching job. My husband will work in the coffeeshop, too. Hopefully, all this will happen by 15 years from now.
Sorry it took so long for me to respond. I'm at camp for the summer and the internet here blocks out livejournal. I'll definitely respond eventually to anything you send my way. It's best to communicate directly with me through my school e-mail: schuchal@reed.edu. You can also send me snail mail. My address is in my journal!
-Laura
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