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Saturday, April 26, 2003 Incoherent Thoughts A small handful of thoughts today, as I sit in the computer lab working on my application for France and finishing projects for Performing Arts Management--what makes this all the more interesting is that I'm leaving for a week in the UP with InterVarsity Christian Fellowship (in other words, don't expect any posts for the next week) around 11am: James is awesome. I came home today to find that he'd sent me a box of Godiva truffles in the mail (!!!); for the first few minutes I couldn't figure out who would send me a package from 1-800-FLOWERS. Then I saw the chocolate and the thought suddenly occurred to me that I'd been joking about truffles on the phone with James a couple of days ago... but then I thought, no way, that couldn't possibly be it. (Some background: James is "the boy I'm going to marry," Tait is "the boyfriend," and Sam is "the boy on the side"-- these have been a running joke for the last few weeks, all guys involved with 417 Lloyd, West Quad.) Anyway, in that aforementioned phone conversation I was joking that in the "contest" between Tait and James for my affections the winner would be determined by who bought me the best chocolate. So when I got the note that came with the truffles and found out James had sent it I laughed. That was probably the best part of the day. :-) Tait is the best housemate ever. He's been cleaning--the upstairs kitchen hasn't been this clean since October and we've never bothered to work on the yard--since he moved in on Wednesday, to the joy of the three "clean" roommates. Yay! Computers hate me. Not only has my computer died--completely--but so did Tait's, which I was using on-and-off for a while (though he got a new monitor, so once he sets everything up it should be good... for now). Not to mention that whole incident before the Hopwood Award deadline in February and the number of times the computers have crashed in the time I've been in the lab tonight.... Who's posting the comments without leaving a name or email? I have my guesses, but they're just that. Whomever you are, I'll make it a point to read Hebrews while I'm at Cedar Campus this week. And finally, something of minor substance, an excerpt from the "personal sketch" I had to write for the Paris application: "Well, I’m atypical for an Asian—my majors should be the first clue, not to mention that I nearly tacked on a subconcentration in creative writing and a minor in French, which I’ve been studying since my sophomore year of high school—one of the first things people usually notice about me is my creativity. I’m a singer-songwriter and play the piano, flute, guitar, and xylophone—some instruments better than others, obviously—and have been involved with music since I was five. For that matter, I’ve also been writing poetry and stories and acting since elementary school, perhaps even before. Yet at the same time I’m a science fiction geek and played endless rounds of video games through elementary school and junior high, which, when seen in conjunction with other aspects of my personality and interests, makes me, as one of my friends puts it, ‘half boy,’ or at least an atypical girl. My organizational skills and leadership have led to the formation of a number of groups over the years, most amusing, now that I look back, like a video game club in junior high called the Game Masters—I was, of course, the only girl since most girls thought they were boring—that produced a newsletter and annual bake sale—as one would suspect, the goods we made were bought mostly by grandparents. However, during my time in college I’ve been involved in the planning of many events, such as the Good Friday Rally and UWorship, campus-wide gatherings involving, at their peak, 1200 people, and a theatre company that aimed to unite faith, truth, and art called Thunder’s Whisper that I founded my second year at the university.... All of these seem to provide a natural progression to my future plans. I love working with people, art, and performing, so it makes sense that I want to make a living as a singer-songwriter. (Yeah, I know, there’s no money in it. But there’s passion.) I’m graduating and my focus for the next year is not on a career but working on my music—selling a CD that will hopefully be finished this spring and starting to tour—and writing fiction, as well as forming and deepening the relationships that I’ll have with my housemates. After that I plan to move to New York, possibly Boston or a similar city, doing arts management (I’ve spent four years in an internship with the University Musical Society presenting classical music, jazz, dance, theatre, and world music and did a short booking internship with a singer-songwriter based in Toronto) and continuing to work toward making a living on my own artistic skills." Well kids, it's time to get back to work. See you in a week, when I'll be sure to post some of the thoughts/retrospectives on the time I've had at U-M that have been running through my brain. ^ Top | 2:58 AM | | | 
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