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This is my Journal. If you stop by, leave a comment. Thanks!
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wApril 23, 2002 |
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I went on the Campus Beautiful tours today. I had a blast. Wow... Kennedy does have a nice campus. How in the world did David Wang get into Stanford?! He's such a procrastinator! Perhaps the Campus Beautiful project, if nothing else, got me out to the campuses. I only regret having not visited all the Junior Highs.
Some campuses are more green than others. I am so glad I go to Loara. We sometimes take our trees for granted. Heck, we always take our trees for granted. They give us shade, they give us a nice lunch area. Anaheim doesn't have trees. Cypress has few trees. I love trees. Reed has lots of trees. Reed has a lake, for goodness sakes!
I am going to get back to typing the "What I've Learned" papers. These are pretty interesting. Interesting in what people wrote, and interesting in terms of grammatical mistakes!
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Beverly at 10:02 PM
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I just spent about an hour thinking about what I wrote on April 7th. In hindsight... I was wrong. I was wrong.
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Beverly at 12:36 AM
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wApril 22, 2002 |
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I talked with Melissa today. I must have spent an hour on long distance to Colorado! She has a boyfriend named Tom! How exciting! Well, we're planning on going on our road trip this summer. Lissa is also coming down for our graduation on the 12th! How fun! I wish I could go up there to see her graduation, but that'll be on May 22nd, and not only is that Regionals, but I have a French AP test too!!!
When you play a piece of music, do you ever hear more than just your part? I don't mean _when_ everyone else is playing. I mean when you're playing alone... and you can hear the clarinet playing the offbeats, or you can hear the french horn soaring above. I practiced today (wow, big shock, eh?). At the very end of my practice session, I revisited The Hounds of Spring. I love that piece. It soars in itself. ... And it is so amazing how easily the piece flows after one has not touched it in so long. It's almost like breaking out the Shostakovich and revisiting that piece. It's wondrous how differently a person can view a piece of music, just two years or so later. All of a sudden, Army of the Nile doesn't seem as hard as it did freshman year. All of a sudden, the runs don't seem as scary, and five flats is just another key signature.
I really want to go to Reed. It's so beautiful, and it's so ME. It's a small school. It's intellectual. And (no offense to the nice ones), there are NO cheerleaders! There is NO football team! I probably will be able to study just that much more without the distractions. The people there are interesting, and they are not quick to look down upon a person whose main goal there is to learn. At Berkeley, I might be the "nerd," but at Reed, everyone is a nerd, so it all works out.
I've been thinking about a lot of things lately. I don't think I can translate most of it. It all just whizzes by in my mind, and all I can do is stare blankly into space (as Mr. McKee calls on me to answer a question about the type of chord he was playing). I don't know what I'm going to do with my life. Essentially, I can dig myself a niche. Who cares about finding the one I was meant to fit in! I would be able to live out my life, making a place for myself and staying there... but would I be happy? I would like to know what it is that would make me happy. Even if it meant becoming a stewardess or something, just so I could travel. I don't care about the money. Money is money. It's paper. Green paper will not matter in the end.
I have these free Prom tickets, but I have no one to go with. I originally was going to go with Andrew, but I can't bring myself to go with someone who acts the way he does. I'd rather not put myself, nor my friends, through that. Then, with whom should I go?! I'm starting to not care anymore. Maybe I'll just save the school $120 by not going. There you have it Kunal, I am not conforming to Society... but guess who is? That's right, YOU are... by going to Prom. All I want to do in terms of Prom is show up, take some pictures, and leave. That's it... is that too much to ask?! Grrr... Maybe I'll just stay home and cram for APs.
I have so much to get off my mind, that this post will end up rambling on and on for a long time. We won the GOLDEN CLIPPER! How awesome! Karissa, Jamie, and I took TOP SHIP HONORS in Weather, Tides, and Currents. How awesome!!! Yay us! So many top ships! We won by 26 points! You know what kind of a landslide that is?! My goodness! We may as well win the next ten years again! haha!
I am quite tired. I have Campus Beautiful judging tomorrow.
I just realized that I was supposed to write about Evan. He's a senior this year at Reed. This is exactly what I picture my time a Reed to be like. We're sitting around a table in the Dining commons at 10 at night. He gets out a pen and a napkin and starts writing on it. Intellectual jokes/puzzles. How awesome!! Evan is a biology major (the largest major at Reed). He was working on his thesis when I was there. Smart people. They're awesome!
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Beverly at 10:59 PM
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04/19/02 10:13:19 am
I actually wrote this on the 19th, but Blogger wasn't working then, and since, I've been everywhere else but at a computer.
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I just got back from Oregon a couple nights ago. I have been scrambling on homework, so that is the reason for my extremely long absence from my journal. I learned a lot from visiting Reed; and much of it is not directly related to college and school.
Airplanes. Clouds. Clouds are great. I wrote down my thoughts on clouds as we flew through them. I shall post those thoughts later.
On the way to Portland, we (my dad and I) had to stop over in Reno (it's a Southwest thing...NEVER EVER NEVER fly Southwest!). Our flight out of Reno was delayed about three hours!!! So, we had time to find something to eat, then go to a Kinko's so I could do my Music Investigation over. (Yes, Mr. McKee explained it incorrectly, so I had to REDO the entire paper!!!). We first took the shuttle to the Hilton, because the guy at the airport said that there was a business center there. Apparently not. From the Hilton, we caught a cab to a Kinko's. The cab cost $15 just to the Kinko's. The price for using a computer? 20 cents a minute!!! So, I ended up using $7 to just use the computer! They didn't even let me save it so I could foward it as an attachment! I had to copy and paste it to send to Mr. Higger!!! The cab ride back cost another $12. That stinkin' Music paper cost me (actually my dad) $34!!!! I'd better get some kind of passing score on that paper!!!
Anyway, we got to Portland at midnight, picked up our rental car, and went to the hotel. Suites! Yay! (Not like I stayed there for long, though!). We drove to Reed the next morning. It is such a beautiful campus! The buildings look Harvard-esque, only, I'm sure the campus is much less populated than than of Harvard. There is a lake that cuts the campus grounds into two halves. One side of the lake contains the classes; by crossing the walking bridge, one can get to the side of the campus that contains the housing. The bridge apparently is somewhat of a spectacle, having won a bunch of awards. It's concrete, and it curves as it descends. Supposed to be noteworthy; go figure. Reed has a nuclear reactor generator. I went on a tour of it. It is entirely student run. How awesome is that?! I met a lot of nice people; weird yes, but nice as well. I even met a couple of girls who had set up a "shanty town" in front of the Dining Commons (which, by the way, has some REALLY good food!!!!). Higger was right, the people there are pretty weird! But a lot of learning goes on there! It certainly is an intellectual school. The sons and daughters of professors go there. It's an elite campus (from what I've heard), and NO ONE knows about the greatness of this school yet!!! I LOVE the idea of it, and I really want to go there! (Besides, I hear that Reed grads are highly recruited by the top grad schools)
I shall describe my days at Reed. On Tuesday morning, I went to the meet and greet at 8 am. I met Tom Marlitt (the email guy), and the President of Reed. Everyone is so nice (but then again, it may be just because we all are "prospies"). I sat in the Humanities 110 discussion. I then sat through some of the discussion with the program heads. I went on the 10:30 am tour of the campus. Afterward, we all had lunch (with current Reed students who were bribed to go to lunch with us with free food!). Then, I spent some time roaming the campus with Courtney from Minnesota. She is another Prospie. We went to the library, then we went to the Cooley art gallery, then we went to the financial aid session. I left early to go on the tour of the nuclear reactor. Then, I went to the afternoon reception, where I met more Reedies and where we discussed some pretty intellectual topics. It's so awesome how students at lunch will just sit down and discuss Ayn Rand! (It had something to do with how her writing influenced one Reedie to go vegan). They were discussing at the reception the way the language houses are set up like the geographical map. Then, one of the admissions guys remarked that the Chinese house was on the far WEST side of campus. I then corrected him by adding that you can sail to the west to get to the East. I feel like I belong at Reed already! Yay!
Afterward, I met my dorm host, Jenny. She's really nice. She introduced us to a bunch of her friends at dinner. Sabrina and Beth... they set up Shanty town! We visited Shanty town, and I was about to spend the night there... but then I met their friends, and I was instantly turned off. I was sitting in the KRRC (Reed radio) DJ room place... apparently Sabrina's boyfriend was a DJ for a show... and one of the guys was smoking marijuana!!! I don't even know how to spell that, and I've never seen it in person before! Then, he offered me some! I bolted out of there! Yikes! I guess I could go to Reed without having to run into people who do that sort of thing. I could even go into the substance free dorm! Scary. Anyway, I went to the store to buy a sweater, but it was closed. So, I found Courtney and her host, and we played pool. That night, I was walking back from the incident at KRRC (I mixed up some of the time things in this post)... and I saw the salsa class going on. Marisa (a Reedie I knew) was in there... so I went in to watch it. How fun! Maybe I'll take salsa dancing if I go. Marisa introduced me to Rosie (a Reedie from Bulgaria!), and we left to go to the dining commons. There, we met up with Rosie's friends (Alex and Evan, and another couple of guys). We had some juice, we discussed some issues (how awesome is that?!) (and even their jokes are intellectual!)... and we went to the Library after that. I'll write more on Evan later... Class is ending. Will continue post after GAM.
posted by
Beverly at 10:20 PM
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