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{Thursday, June 23, 2005 . I'm Official}

I'm an official U of I student.

Tuesday was my orientation/registration. I got a student ID and a class schedule and a meningitis shot.

I really wanted to take Japanese, but there wasn't enough time in my schedule. Freshmen are restricted to 18 credit hours per semester, which seemed like plenty, but I didn't take into account that activities which used to be extra-curricular, like private lessons and rehearsals, now count for hours. I suppose it's a good thing, though, because if someone weren't holding me back I would make myself crazy with activities.

I only had enough room for one non-music class, which made me a little sad. I had all kinds of plans for foreign languages and writing classes and other things that I just find cool, but I don't even have enough room in my schedule for my required music classes and gen eds. I'm taking:

Supplemental Clarinet (for people who don't already play the instrument)
Euphonium as a major instrument
Music Theory (maybe - if I test out of it, I can take another gen ed)
Aural Skills
An Introduction to Art Music
Marching Band
And Speech 101 because it's part of my teacher certification.

And I've been trying mega hard to try and find some way I can take yoga as a course (since I don't have to pay tuition - it would be free), but I can't seem to find it.

Apparently, I am embarking on THE SINGLE MOST EXCITING PERIOD OF MY LIFE (according to my freshman orientation packet). Apparently, I will never be happy again after I graduate from college. This seems like a theme, lately.

posted at 5:23 PM by Alison


{Saturday, June 11, 2005 . dumb bike}

The freaking bike doesn't work! I had to take it to the repair shop, and for some reason it will be a week before I can get it back. LAME.

I have officially taken up guitar again.

I just dropped a jar of salsa on the floor in the dining room and salsa splattered all the way to a chair on the far wall of the next room. It didn't even fall very far.

I know. Boring boring. Maybe when I'm an on-the-move college gal my blog will be more fun.

posted at 3:03 PM by Alison


{Thursday, June 09, 2005 . New Job}

I started my summer job yesterday. I'm a teacher's aide for special ed summer school. I can now be an official contributor to the Tard Blog.

But seriously, folks, I really love this job. My past few teenager-y jobs all involved selling people shit they didn't need, and I just couldn't bring myself to care enough to do a good job. With this, I actually have something to do, and it's actually pretty important. If I weren't there, the teacher and her other aide would actually have a harder time. I'm not superfluous!

Plus, it's really fun. I'm in a classroom for 3-4 year-olds. Some of them can walk and talk and play, and others can't, but they're all absolutely adorable.

My bicycle will be arriving this afternoon. I can't get that Queen song out of my head.

posted at 3:31 PM by Alison


{Monday, June 06, 2005 . card tricks}

I was at Jewish Boyfriend's house last night watching Family Guy and preventing him from playing cello when his math genius father decided to teach me some card tricks that he invented using awesome math. We also listened to Revolver. Twice.

posted at 12:03 PM by Alison


{Sunday, June 05, 2005 . now is the summer of our buying things and going on adventures}

I got a bike on e-bay. It's a fully restored mid-60's bike, low to the ground for little people like me, with thick wheels and pedal brakes. And we got it for only $40. I won't be driving for a while, so I hope it comes soon so I can stop walking everywhere.

I filled out an application to work at PrarieFest, and since I can't drive, I decided to walk to Prarie Point to turn it in. I calculated that it was probably a five mile walk, but it really didn't seem all that bad. I went and dropped off my application, and on the way I documented all the cute little things I saw along my suburban path. Visit the Buzznet to view the pictoral essay!

I went to the Kane County flea market with my mom yesterday. I never appreciated just how awesome the flea market was until yesterday. I got a metal sign that was made to look vintage - a young, petite woman in a navy uniform with the caption "Gee, I wish I were a man! I'd join the navy!" then underneath, "Be a man and do it - U.S. Navy Recruiting Center." I also got a whole bunch of records, among them a copy of The White Album for only $10. Finally, the piece of resistance, I got TWO trombones, each for about $100, each worth easily three or four times as much. I think that would be a great way to make money. The antique dealers at the flea market don't usually deal in instruments - they don't know how much they are really worth. So I could go into the flea market and buy up all the grossly underpriced instruments and sell them for as much as they are actually worth. I could make a few hundred per instrument, easily. I'll be rich! Or at least I'll soften the blow of paying for college.

I also saw Lords of Dogtown yesterday. Very bad idea. I strongly suggest against it.

And I went to Beeky Leeky's graduation party. She made the wise decision to keep the friends and family separate, which I appreciate.

Go to the buzznet, and I will work on correctly following Fauth's instructions for putting pictures in a post.

posted at 1:17 PM by Alison


{Friday, June 03, 2005 . welcome me back}

Hey, so I haven't posted in a while. Nope.

I won't try to catch you up. That would be pointless.

Saturday the 28th of May was my one year aniversary of being a blogger. I don't think the date is exact, but my first post in my old xanga blog ( was on the eve of graduation - not mine, but the grade ahead of mine. This year it was mine. So I'm socially considered something closer to an adult now.

I woke up on the morning of my graduation to my mother telling me a surprise was waiting for me in the living room. I stumbled bleary-eyed into the hallway to see a small figure dart into my mother's room. I thought maybe it was my uncle (who had been staying with us), but it looked too small. It came out and hugged me. It was my sister whom I haven't seen in a year and a half. I went to her high school graduation when I was a year old, and I puked in my mom's purse on the way. She came to return the favor.

The day after, my mom threw a huge party for all of the extended family. It was really more of a family reunion than a graduation party. It was lovely, and I got a whole lot of money. Plus, the whole family got to meet Ethan. They loved him, of course.

Today is really nice. The ground is dry but the air is damp and cool. It reminds me of New England in the summer. Unfortunately, I have an enormous clot of terror growing in my stomach, so I'm having a little trouble enjoying the weather.

posted at 10:16 AM by Alison



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