Thursday, October 21, 2010

Perspective

I. I am living in a new city on my own, without family, without my closest friends.
II. Today I watched a movie called the Bucket List, starring Morgan Freeman & Jack Nicholson.
III. A month or so ago, a man named Brett Rogers gave me $100.

In greater detail. . .

I. So far in college, I have gone through some undesirable circumstances. I lost my cell phone during my birthday weekend, and was somewhat trapped. I was confined communication-wise to skype, facebook, and e-mail. I had no available transportation really, and felt completely alone. It was hard knowing which one of my new friends I could ask for help, especially since we had only known each other barely a month. Then today I was feeling under the weather (flu?). There was no real point worrying my parents and I kind of just went about my day as best as I could. The only difference with today and three weeks ago is that now I have friends in the School of Architecture, sisters in my sorority, and pals in both of my majors. It is a relief to have people who genuinely care about you.

II. Today, as aforementioned, I wasn't at peak physical health. Therefore, with homework and studying pretty much accomplished, a movie seemed like the perfect pick-me-up. I watched the Bucket List. It has been a while since I've had my life put into such perspective. Thus, I formed my own bucket list (it's a work in progress).

1. Live in a foreign place.
2. Graduate from college.
3. Travel to Alaska.
4. Go skydiving.
5. Visit Machu Pichu.
6. Snorkel in the Great Barrier Reef.
7. Speak a second language fluently.
8. See a Broadway play.
9. Have a family someday.
10. Make a difference in someone's life everyday.

III. Speaking of "making a difference in someone's life," I've been meaning to blog about this for quite sometime. During that first month of school, a man named Brett Rogers gave me a hundred dollars. Let's get some facts straight:
1. I did not know Brett Rogers personally. I had only known him for maybe two weeks and not on any level resembling a close friendship.
2. He gave me five twenty dollar bills. Not a giftcard to a restaurant or a check. Straight up cash.
3. Brett is my college Young Life leader.
Brett Rogers distributed five thousand dollars among a bunch of new college freshmen. One hundred dollars, no strings attached, and just one request- Make a difference in someone's life.

So no, this post doesn't have any pretty pictures and yeah, it kind of is pretty heavy stuff. But if there is one thing you take away from reading this. . .
Go make a different in someone else's life. Or else, help me. I think it would be great to grow this money like the parable of the talents in the Bible (Matthew 25:14-30; Luke 19:12-28). If you want to help, please email me.

*Also I started a formspring if you have any questions you would like answered. The link is on the side under the new "Information" section

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2010, Honduras mission trip
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Tuesday, October 19, 2010

When You Wish Upon a Star

For our second World Lit creative writing assignment, we had to choose another work to imitate. I chose Aphra Behn's The Disappointment, a poem about a young shepherd and maid attempting to make love for the first time. For my own poem, I chose to express my disappointment with Disney World. Disappointment with Disney World, a place where kids' dreams come true?!? Sadly yes. . .but go ahead and take a read and then enjoy some pictures I took at Disney several (four or five) years ago. Read the original poem here!


THE DISAPPOINTMENT

I.
Young girl nearing her sixteen years,
Grasping tight to her childhood;
Before her, there the future stood,
But she wanted one last souvenir.
The appeal and ecstasy of
A great children’s sanctuary,
She found the future rather scary.
Her parents, through labor of love,
Offered one last childish pleasure—
A trip to the kingdom was a long craved treasure.

II.
Weeks toiled in preparation,
With days mapped out and each park
Pinpointed, planned from morn to dark,
‘Til at last, the night ‘fore vacation.
Eager waiting, like Christmas morn,
Sleep dared not ease the night along.
What’d been desired for lifelong,
This childish spirit was reborn,
So that night drudged on and she thought,
“Oh what joys tomorrow will be brought.”

III.
Bounding quickly out of her bed,
Off to congested airspace raced,
For she allowed no time to be wasted,
From adult stress, away she sped.
The plane leaped and then soon landed,
Arriving at that magical place,
But the castle that she came to face,
Shrank rather than grew, expanded.
Thus at first glance, assumptions failed,
But she carried onwards unassailed.

IV.
Established beliefs then prevailed,
And famous friends no power held.
In long winding lines she dwelled
For roller coasters with paces like snails.
This kingdom with its treasures known,
Was crowded and its secrets told.
Excitement fake, far too controlled,
Fantasies she had long outgrown.
Realizing this, she hid her fear,
And ironically sported her black mouse ears.

V.
The mad teacups were deemed childish,
A small world realized after all,
All was likely within Disney’s walls,
When upon a star you wished.
But the girl returned to real life,
Learning to plan and expect less;
Her dreams, though, she would not suppress.
Facing each encountered strife,
Living life with friends by her side,
Disney morals and life lessons were her guide.

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Friday, October 15, 2010

Art is Not a Thing

To start, Picasso once said
Painting is just another way of keeping a diary.

So when I stole some of kat's ACL pictures, I stumbled upon the following photographs and pieces of art. They are by kathryn of course and I am in love with them. She'll probably murder me for displaying them here, but she can't readily shove a stake through my heart since I'm several hundred miles away. So deal with it Kathryn.
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i have a hunch that those are my fingers. . .


Speaking of stumbling upon things, here are random pictures that I took awhile ago. . .
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Okay soooo just kiddingg. . .
These are actually paintings by hyper-realistic painter Robert Bernardi, but let's be honest, you thought they were realistic photographs. Just another one of the treasures one can find while stumbling around on the internet. Anyways, I'll probably do some frequent updating this weekend so stay tuned.

sidenote: this week, Mr. Smith, my past art history teacher, is bringing his class up to visit the blanton museum. I haven't been lately myself, but supposedly they have a wonderful exhibit featuring works by Monet, Manet, Pissarro, Degas, and Turner. The chance to see works by these acclaimed painters so close to home is extraordinary.

To conclude: Art is not a thing; it is a way. ~Elbert Hubbard

Thursday, October 14, 2010

AUSTIN CITY LIMITS

All i really want to talk about is Austin City Limits (ACL). I don't really care if this means ignoring a week of my life. ACL was magical. Truly. For those of you fortunate enough to attend this past weekend, now we are bonded in some way. You and me and sixty thousand other people all were enlightened in one way or another this weekend. Okay so I know what you're thinking. . .sounds kind of hippie-ish. But really, it was an experience worth having and I was enlightened in the sense that I got to witness the real diversity of this great city.

I got to spend the cloudless, sunny weekend with the love of my life, kat, and her friend katie. The two became my little "babies" this weekend and I loved leading them around campus and the city of Austin like a momma duck. They arrive Thursday night, toured Plan II Friday morning, and then it was off to the festival.

Friday went as follows: Miike Snow, Beach House, Vampire Weekend, The Strokes

And Saturday: The Very Best (kinda), Pete Yorn, Lucero, Manchester Orchestra, Black Lips, The xx, LCD Soundsystem, Matt & Kim, M.I.A.

Top concerts were definitely Miike Snow, Matt & Kim (absolute dance party), and Vampire Weekend. . .of course, my obsession since middle school. Beach House was a nice discovery and it didn't hurt being front row with pretty Floridian, Crawford. The xx was also enjoyable, the guy Oliver Sim also resembled Chuck Bass, a quality I didn't mind one bit. Matt & Kim though, definitely had me dancing the entire time with Jasmine, Stephanie and Crawford. Vampire Weekend instilled in me a greater love for their album Contra. Overall, ACL went over swimmingly well. It was well worth any ticket price :)

Note: I got lazy with my camera, very unlike me, so some of pictures below were stolen from Kat. (My babies were great guests by the way and they are welcome back whenever.)

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Also, Crawford is famous (and me kinda). Check around the 1:00 mark

Monday, October 4, 2010

IT'S 8:19 AND OU STILL SUCKS

So a lot has happened lately in my life. Friday, September 24th, I went to Fiji Foam where I celebrated my birthday and also lost my camera and phone to the foam monster. Goodbye pictures of birthday celebration. Goodbye connection to the world. Lesson learned: foam is dangerous. Ruins your clothes, eats your items so. . .hide yo kids, hide yo wife, hide yo husband cause it's stealing errbody.

Then Tuesday, I'm sure you heard about it, there was a masked gunman on campus. "19-year-old sophomore fired several shots inside the Perry Castaneda Library on the UT campus Tuesday morning" Luckily I live off campus so I was a good distance away from all the drama. Also, luckily, no one else was seriously injured.
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Then a younglife small group sleepover Thursday night at an amazing house nestled in the Austin hills overlooking downtown, the UT campus, and Lake Austin. Then the weekend quickly arrived and Friday tons of UT student were suddenly Dallas-bound. Red River Shootout, here we come!! A cooler full of gatorade & soda, a suitcase overpacked with burnt orange and party dresses, and a basket prepared to battle late night hunger. Rundown: five hour crazy bus ride to Dallas, crashing at the hotel, Texas State Fair, Big Tex, TX vs OU game, late night at Encore, then bus ride back home on Sunday. Really, truly, a fabulous weekend.
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who are you??
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FRIED GUACAMOLE!


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soulmatez. . .the fellow mrs. markovich
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L: plan II girls. R: delta delta delta girls
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L: favoriiiite! love kristen. R: best OU date everrr.
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IT'S NOW 9:08 AND OU STILL SUCKS!