Today
It's Sunday, September 11th. Today marks four years post-9/11. Today marks the day Aly leaves for England. Today marks the day Lisa moves into her apartment at CalPoly. To say the least, this 9/11 is quite powerful.
This weekend has been entirely mine, which is a great time of reflection before the kiddies return to UCSD next week. Yesterday I slept until 2pm, and rushed off to the AMC Theatres to watch the beloved "The 40 Year Old Virgin." It wasn't great, with the exception of the grand finale where the cast sang "Age of Aquarius." I returned home to finish my doortags (they look amazing!! thanks Courtney!!) and alphabatize my bookshelf. I watched one of my favourite films of all time: "Girl, Interrupted."
Today, I woke up around 10am, sat around, did some laundry, and even ironed! Oh, the little things in life! After even more organization tasks, I decided to drive off to downtown La Jolla to walk in the sun and look in little bookstores. I found two books that peaked my interest (Justinian and Theodora AND The Apocrypha) and purchased them immediately/impulsively. With only $3.50 left for dinner and lunch, I bought a soda and walked along the beach. It was surprisingly enjoyable, and I am now to make it a conscious effort to return often.
I guess my thoughts are now cluttered with fears, regrets, and hopes. I fear the storm that is to come in about a week... One of new faces, new classes, new events... Don't get me wrong, I'm delighted and excited. However, my fears include me being potentially inadequate or overwhelmed. I regret my lack of academic activities this summer, which may stunt my ability to succeed in some of my Latin/Greek classes. I hope that my schedule will fall into place with as little overlap as possible.
These past two weeks have also taught me how clouded UCSD is from the news of the world. I was here for Hurricane Katrina, and didn't even discover that it occurred for another three days. Now all I can see is footage of it, and wonder how the school can manage to hide the future from their surroundings. Perhaps I should subscribe to a newspaper somehow... Maybe it's time for a vow of internet news for a year...
Now it's time to learn the song, to print out some doortags, to imagine what Latin America Hall will look/sound like full and energetic.
Ryan "M. Quin." Dooley
This weekend has been entirely mine, which is a great time of reflection before the kiddies return to UCSD next week. Yesterday I slept until 2pm, and rushed off to the AMC Theatres to watch the beloved "The 40 Year Old Virgin." It wasn't great, with the exception of the grand finale where the cast sang "Age of Aquarius." I returned home to finish my doortags (they look amazing!! thanks Courtney!!) and alphabatize my bookshelf. I watched one of my favourite films of all time: "Girl, Interrupted."
Today, I woke up around 10am, sat around, did some laundry, and even ironed! Oh, the little things in life! After even more organization tasks, I decided to drive off to downtown La Jolla to walk in the sun and look in little bookstores. I found two books that peaked my interest (Justinian and Theodora AND The Apocrypha) and purchased them immediately/impulsively. With only $3.50 left for dinner and lunch, I bought a soda and walked along the beach. It was surprisingly enjoyable, and I am now to make it a conscious effort to return often.
I guess my thoughts are now cluttered with fears, regrets, and hopes. I fear the storm that is to come in about a week... One of new faces, new classes, new events... Don't get me wrong, I'm delighted and excited. However, my fears include me being potentially inadequate or overwhelmed. I regret my lack of academic activities this summer, which may stunt my ability to succeed in some of my Latin/Greek classes. I hope that my schedule will fall into place with as little overlap as possible.
These past two weeks have also taught me how clouded UCSD is from the news of the world. I was here for Hurricane Katrina, and didn't even discover that it occurred for another three days. Now all I can see is footage of it, and wonder how the school can manage to hide the future from their surroundings. Perhaps I should subscribe to a newspaper somehow... Maybe it's time for a vow of internet news for a year...
Now it's time to learn the song, to print out some doortags, to imagine what Latin America Hall will look/sound like full and energetic.
Ryan "M. Quin." Dooley