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November 28, 2007
I don't know if I told you this, but I've been studying piano all semester. I've played classical piano for about 7 years now. I attended a performing arts high school where I studied piano like it was my major basically. My whole life revolved around recitals, competitions, and rehearsals. By the time I was a senior in high school, I was exhausted. I didn't want to play anymore. I lost the joy I had when I played.
So as a freshman at Wabash, I ran away from the thing I loved the most. I told myself I wouldn't play piano anymore... and for my whole freshmen year, I didn't. But over the summer I realized that I was just burned-out. I decided that I have dedicated too much of my life not to play anymore. So I decided to take lessons again this semester.
I write all this to say that my performances are now stronger than ever. I'm playing some pretty sophisticated literature that I don't think I could have played in high school. I love the music I'm playing, and I don't think I could enjoy it anymore. I don't know how much longer I'm going to continue playing pianp... it's definitely not a career choice. But for the moment, it working out all right.
But I write this to encourage you to pursue your passions. Music is one of my passions, and I forgot why I loved it for a while. But I found it again, and I must admit that it is most fulfilling. So, again, I encourage to pursue your passion. I encourage to find something motivates you and to find something moves you to get out of bed in the morning. I promise you... once you find it, your life will be a little more complete.
November 24, 2007
Thoughts Over Thanksgiving 2007...
Sorry for the delay in this blog. I left my cord that uploads pictures on campus... so I decided to postpone blogging until I could post my favorite Thanksgiving pictures.
Though my time in Memphis was brief, it was much needed. I think I just needed a break from Wabash. This semester has been filled with drama, disappointments, and grief. It can be so overwhelming sometimes... especially if you're me and you don't have anywhere to escape the campus chaos. It truly is tiring.
This past week, I was able to visit my old high school. Though I'm only 2 years removed, I still felt as though I had all these memories of how life used to be "back in the day"... back in the day when my friends and I ran the high school. I miss it, but I got something better now.
Thanksgiving Day was awesome. I ate dinner in Little Rock, AR. It was the usual turkey, ham, black-eye peas, corn, greens, yams, mac & cheese, okra, rolls, etc. The food was delicious.
After we ate, we played Scrabble. By now, I guess its a family tradition. At least when I'm home, we always play. I feel as though the longer I was away from Wabash, I got dumber. I say that because by Thursday, I was really struggling to play some good words during Scrabble. I usually win with such ease, but I don't feel like I was on my A-game. I placed 2nd...
While I was home I didn't have a chance to see any of my buddies from high school. When I graduated from high school, I said I would not fall out of touch with my friends from high school, but a year and half out of school, I see how easy it is to lose touch. Today, we've grown apart so much. Sometimes I wish it wasn't so, but I think it may be for the best. We all needed to grow when we graduated... I just hate we grew in different directions.
November 19, 2007
I got a flight to catch....
I haven't been home in 3 months. I haven't been home in 3 months. I haven't been home in 3 months.
No matter how many times I tell myself that it still feels like I left for school yesterday. It just doesn't seem possible that I haven't seen my family for 3 months.
But to be honest, this time last year I wasn't ready to go home...now, though it doesn't feel like I've been gone that long, I'm ready to go home. I'm ready to be in my city. I'm ready to be around the family. I'm ready to stop by my old high school. I'm ready to eat some good food.
I'll be home soon.
November 16, 2007
A Requiem for the Monon Mohawk
The Monon Mohawk may have come and gone, but it will not be forgotten.
Last year, the Monon Mohawk was born. Its birth united Wabash's campus under one goal: the total annihilation of the Depauw. Everyone had a Mohawk... even those not on the football team. The Mohawk was a sign of encouragement to football players by letting them know everyone on campus supported them.
This year, the Monon Mohawk was resurrected. Of course most of the football team had one, but I was surprised to see so many freshmen get them. Independents and fraternity men alike had one. It was truly a sight to see.
But now the Monon Mohawk's time has passed. But we will never forget the energy you created on campus. The passion you inspired within students. Monon Mohawk, you are truly a symbol for what this campus stands for. Until next year.
Here are a few pics of the beloved Mohawk
November 13, 2007
I can't believe the Bell is in Dannyville. I was shocked. I've only seen Wabash lose one game... and that was my first game as a freshmen. I never thought they would lose to DePauw... especially since they had such an amazing season. I mean, who knew DePauw's kicker would actually make a 46-yard field goal... hell, he missed a field goal when DePauw scored their second touchdown.
When the field goal was declared as good, my mouth just dropped. I was in shock. My first reaction was to rally as many Wallies as possible to rush the field and just take the Bell back to Crawfordsville... does anyone think they really deserve it? But reason hit me and I just wanted to leave Greancastle as quickly and quietly as possible.
Campus was dead once we got back. Everyone had a somber look on their faces. I haven't even been in the Allen Center because I am too afraid to let my eyes rest on where our Bell should be sitting.
It was so quiet in the Beta House. No one said anything for a couple of hours. A little later in the evening, people began partying, and it ended being a pretty fun night. I feel the evening would have been more rambunctious if the Bell had come home.
But, hey there is always next year... and the battle will be at home.
November 09, 2007
Keg Game '07
Imagine... freezing outside, belligerent chants, and an overwhelming amount of uncertainty of what's going on the field. This pretty much sums up the Keg Game, the biggest rugby game of the year. No one in the audience understands the game. Guys usually want to associate rugby with football, but its nothing like it. Because everyone is completely lost as to what's occurring on the field, people resort to yelling derogatory Danny chants across the field. Or, when a Wally hits someone really hard, people will cheer. But no one has a concept of time or how the score is kept or even the basic rules of the game. Even though you may think its pointless for us to drive 30 minutes for a game that we cant follow, it doesn't mean we don't have fun.
Before we left for the Keg game, we played a little guitar hero. I'm not that good, but a couple of the guys are close to unlocking Super Stardom... lol.
I'm still not sure what to expect at the Bell game tomorrow... it's going to be at DePauw. That's enough said right?
November 07, 2007
Halloween '07... well, maybe a week later
Although it was a few days late, the Betas did indeed celebrate Halloween. Our numbers were relatively small because this party was only for members of our House. I admit I did not dress up as a Superhero... but hopefully enough of the other guys dressed to please you. The night was unusually quiet for a party. I guess I am so excited for Monon that I am comparing the Halloween party to what I can expect this weekend.
This week has already been crazy. Those damn Mohawks are back... I just dont get them. Are they supposed to be intimidating? They just look stupid to me... DePauw want even be able to see the Mohawks from underneath the football helmets on Saturday. Outside of the Mohawk fiasco on campus, there are other aspects of Monon week that I love. For instance, the midnight cookouts are glorious. I love them so much. First, I love them because it’s free. Secondly, I love them because I dont have to drive to McDonald's.
Honestly, I am not sure what to expect for this weekend. The Bell Game is at DePauw. I have no idea what I’m getting myself into. I’ll be sure to give details of this weekend later this week.
Here are the pics from the party… enjoy
November 02, 2007
after a funeral...
After Pat's death, it seemed as though time stopped for a couple of days. The entire campus paused to remember their best memories of him. Or even for those that didn't know him, his death made students pause and appreciate life and the friends they've made at Wabash.
But I guess life must resume at some point. And indeed it has. The Bell Game has arrived, and it seems as though there are a lack of tickets. I'm not sure but, the 70+ all-campus emails I've received in the last 24 hours would suggest that some people are without a ticket.
What happened? Why are so many Wabash men without a ticket to the biggest sporting event of the year?
Well, that has been under intense debate this week. Everyone has been blamed... the "devil" women in the bookstore, the "lazy" students for procrastinating in buying their tickets, and the student senate who refuses to accept responsibility for this disaster.
Student Senate and Senior Council issued a statement saying that they did not set aside tickets for students so they could bring in a "bigger" National Act. Specifically, they stated, "Your senators and chosen campus leaders can only use their best judgment to decide what would be best for their constituents and for the campus if they do not have the feedback of what all of you actually want."
After this statement, Thomas Elliot swiftly replied, "Did the student body just get blamed for a senate mistake?" He wondered why the Student Senate even questioned the need to set aside tickets for students. He stated, "The Monon Bell Classic is the most important event in which Wabash College participates. Without question."
So after all the emails have been sent, what has been accomplished? Absolutely nothing. Those without tickets have to turn to auctions or scalpers. But, a lesson should have been learned from all this. Underclassmen now know to promptly purchase Bell tickets.