Monthly Archives: August 2012

Telling Stories with Phil Kaye

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Posted by on August 30, 2012 in Telling Stories with


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Figuring out my Life

Storytelling was almost, but not quite, enough to enshrine the life that was about to drain away into memory.

It is that time of the year again, time for advisement. Homework completed rock that political science, girlfriend. I was peacefully reading my book. My friend called me to tell me that if I wanted to change my major I would have to do it now. I pull up the forms not thinking much about it. I have a plan of action. As I am feeling out this form, I get this strange feeling in my stomach, the anxiety of what the heck I am I doing. What am I doing. I have no idea. I am terrified, scared, and uncertain. I decided that sometimes it helps if I step back, do my yoga breathing and just chill. I decide that I am hungry it’s around 5:00. I have been hungry all day so I walk over to one of the dinning halls swipe and eat. I come back to my room and sit down at my computer and work on other things. It’s around 6:00, I am looking back at this form, this form that is going to change my life. I feel trapped like I cannot breathe. I decided to go for a walk, clear my head. Enjoy, the outdoors. Here is what I saw on my walk.

Stairs to apartment


More light in the Quad

My Swing

View from my swing

If only life could be as simple as a bear

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Posted by on August 27, 2012 in Uncategorized



On the back of my apartment t-shirt we have a bible verse, one that I am in love with.

And we urge you, brothers and sisters, warn those who are idle and disruptive, encourage the disheartened, help the weak, be patient with everyone. Make sure that nobody pays back wrong for wrong, but always strive to do what is good for each other and for everyone else. (1 Thessalonians 5:14-15)

Last night, we had our first hall meeting and I am apart of Global Community but not really. There are a lot of cute Dutch and Australian guys that live down the hall from me. A lot of it is co-ed and after being in an all- girls dorm on the six floor with limited visitation hours. I am welcoming the change. I also have four awesome roommates, who I love sharing meals and cups of tea with. We are all so different which I like. The all theme of living in my apartment building is community.

The verse on the back of our hall t-shirts is from 1 Thessalonians and it is about encourage members in our community and being kind and supporting everyone in our community. Throughout Thessalonians, Paul is writing to a church in Thessalonica and specifically to a group of believers in the church there. Paul is writing to reassure the Christians there that they need to go one working quietly while waiting in hope for the return of Christ.

I feel like Paul’s message speaks to us today about forming a community on the campus of Private University. A community in which we are a mix of international and normal students. Even though we come from different religious beliefs. We have some doubters, some of us who are firm in our faith, other’s who have a totally different faith, or might not belief in God at all.

I don’t except us to be best friends but I hope to get to know my neighbors, who I believe are all international students. There are about three other rooms on my hall plus the faculty-in-residence. This verse also gives me hope for this semester in the sense that I will find a community that I can be apart of, either it being a new church that I feel in home or being a new community of friends. I have been back on the church finding band wagon. I am exploring a lot outside of my Lutheran faith. My home church pastor, who I miss and hearing his sermons, encouraged me to explore and see what else is out there. He said whatever I find even if it is not a Lutheran church that I will know what is right for me.

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Posted by on August 24, 2012 in Uncategorized


Poem 1129, by: Emily Dickinson

“Tell all the Truth but tell it slant-

Success in Circuit lies

Too bright for our infirm Delight

The Truth’s superb surprise

As Lightning to the Children eased

With explanation kind

The Truth must dazzle gradually

Or every man be blind-“

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Posted by on August 21, 2012 in Uncategorized


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Where I live…

Pictures of my room in the apartment

Where I study

Printer, Books, and where I keep things that I need to store/ every day items

Where I keep my school supplies, they increase daily

Dresser/ Bedside table

Where I sleep
I love how Tiger is stuffed in-between the bed and the wall

Where I read

Closet/ Storage Space
Not use to an open closet but love the storage selves

Rain boots and plastic bag storage

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Posted by on August 20, 2012 in Uncategorized


What I read this summer

I am moved into my apartment and enjoying a relaxing evening. I spent the day with my best friend and battled with the bookstore over rentals. Bought a response card and the book, How about Demons?. 

As summer is drawing to a close, I thought I would make a list of the books that I read.

1. A Death in the Family, by: James Agee

2. Child of my Heart, by: Alice McDermott

3. After This, by: Alice McDermott

4. Super Sad True Love Story, by: Gary Shteyngart 

5. Oryx and Crake, by: Margaret Atwood

6. The Year of The Flood, by: Margaret Atwood

7.  Sarah’s Key, by: Tatiana de Rosney 

8. Fahrenheit 451, by: Ray Bradbury 

9.  Lolita, by: Vladimir Nabokov

10. The Corrections, by: Jonathan Franzen 

11. The Fault in Our Stars, by: John Green

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Posted by on August 18, 2012 in Uncategorized


Trip to Half-Price books/ Why This Day Started Awesome and Then Sucked

It’s that time of year again, buying textbooks. After having a wonderful breakfast with some old high school friends at Kerbey Lane. I had chocolate coffee and the Kerbey scramble (scrambled eggs with veggies with toast and fresh fruit on the side, yummy!)

My sister and I decided since I needed to pick up a few books for school. We made our way down to Half-Price books. I got in line to sell my books and dropped those off at the front counter. I was wondering around looking for books that I need for my English class and my Anthropology class. I start looking around and found two of the ones I need for English. Since, I could not find the last book. I added it to my Chegg’s list. Then I start looking for the Anthropology books. Which I am really excited for. The first one is called: Cows, Pigs, Wars, and Witches. Just the name itself sound really interesting. I really wanted to start reading it before school start. I was thinking that it was in the Religion section which is divided up into five different sections. I was thinking religious controversy or religious commentary. It was not there. I went over to the Anthropology section and looked for it. It was not there. I was like whatever.

The second book I was looking was called How about Demons?, I asked the person at the front for help and she was quite concern on what kind of school I went to. What was really bothering me is that, she kept pushing to order it and I was like I can just get it from the bookstore (really meaning Chegg’s). It was the most frustrated I have every felt in a bookstore.

I also feel like Half-Price books is ripping people off. Sure, I don’t really know how a business runs but the 20 0r so books that I sold where worth more then $12.00. I used that money to pay for the two books I was getting for my English class.

I am super frustrated with my sister. I am sick of her northern attitude that she has brought back. She has been back a week and a half. Sure, she is on vacation but she needs to help out more. First of all, she needs to clean not just her room but the bathroom. That I share with her. I have been nagging her for the last week to clean it. It’s gross, I cleaned it right before she got back. Now it is back to being gross. She just doesn’t care at all. Usually, we clean the bathroom once a week alternating weeks. I did the week, she was suppose to do it, two weekends ago. Last weekend, was her weekend and nothing got done. She kept saying, “I will clean it before [fill in the blank]. Her room is the same way. Sure, I really hate unpacking and packing. It’s not that hard to do. Turn on some music and jam out while doing some cleaning. Make up a dance routine while putting stuff away or make fun of the British accent on that audiobook. Cleaning is not that hard people, so do it. A clean space is a happy space.

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Posted by on August 14, 2012 in Uncategorized