Nashville

I went to Nashville for Beloit's Fall break with this great guy named Michael Thompson

I had an utterly wonderful time.



We ate delicious food.
Capitol Records just happened to be throwing a huge block part across the street from our hotel on Music Row.




The weather was wonderful

We took a tour of Mammoth Cave in Kentucky an camped overnight in the National Park

We saw the Parthenon Replica

And did a ton of other cool, sometimes touristy, always amazing, things.

I'm in love!

Sorry It's seemed so emotional lately!

I know that no one reads this. But in case anyone ever does I appreciate your patience with the vagueness of my posts.
Here's a concrete one to shake things up.

SO
this is the last week before fall break. Classes have been going really well for me this year. I haven't missed one and I've done every assignment. I'm beginning the application process to study abroad at James Cook University in Australia next fall. And this weekend I'm flying to Nashville to hang out with one a really good friend for a week. We're planning to drive to Mammoth Cave one day as well. It's going to be amazing.

I live in a large single in a nice dorm on campus this year called Aldrich. There's a kitchen on my floor that a lot of people come use and then leave a mess for the residents to clean up. Then again, some of the residents are pretty slobby too. BYE

I've had a few days

And I need a few more.
It's yom kippur.

I'm always thinking about things.

And it's weird adjusting to being single- isn't is crazy how quickly things change?
But for the best too.
It has to be, because it happened, right?

Rollercoaster, much?

Things go up.
And things come down.
And boy, am I sad right now.

Thus far:

I love Beloit.
I can get nervous and lonely but I know I'm never truly alone.
I have good friends.
I have Boyfriend.
I am thankful.

Summer is over!

Welcome back to Daniland, ladies and gents.
In about 9 hours I will be well on my way to the beautiful (though impoverished) Beloit, Wisconsin. Awaiting me there are many of the best people I know including boyfriend.
Even though I know it's only a matter of time before I start getting the school blues and wish for the dog days of this humid summer once again I am still clouded by the excitement of something new.
I had a transformative summer- it didn't feel wonderful the whole time- but change was in the air, or possibly just within me. All cliches aside I know that something shifted.

I spent the summer working in the prepared foods department at Whole Foods in Northbrook, IL. I started in the kitchen and learned a lot about cooking from professional chefs. Sweet. Then they moved me out front to deal with customers. I was really good at that; playing the customer service game, but I didn't learn as much about cooking as I did when I worked in back. I got a perfect score from one of our mystery shoppers- that's a big deal at the store. If i was still working there I would have gotten a gift card. Ohdarnit.
But by the end of the summer I had really had it with work. I guess I just don't have a passion for scooping food, making sandwiches, and slicing meat and cheese. But it's nice to know I have a fall back if the whole graduate degree thing doesn't work out. >.<

I used to think making those little faces was dumb- but it so adequately describes the feeling of my last sentiment.

I need to find a fourth class for this semester, preferably in anthropology. Hm Hm Hm. What will I do?

I've been very sick this past week. Last night and this morning were probably the worst of the past five days. I could hardly breathe from all the pressure in my stomach and lungs. But I'm still chugging along and I should be able to start school in relative good health (relative to what, you ask- relative to cancer or AIDS).

I am going to miss my cats SO much this year. I always do. I have the sweetest little girls here, Sadie and Sestra. They have been the highlight of my summer.

I should try to get back to sleep. If my coughing doesn't keep me up all night the benadryl should knock me out.

Goodnight.

Witches' Cradle

"Transporter," a Spring Day performance
(Campus & Community)

Aaron Gach, 2010 Victor E. Ferrall, Jr., Artist-In-Residence will hoist volunteers by crane in an old, stripped-down Volkswagon bus on the Beloit College campus as part of a larger, ongoing project called Witches' Cradle. The name refers to a medieval torture device in which people suspected of witchcraft were placed in a bag, hung from a tree limb and set swinging.



This performance event addresses the notion of social scapegoating, but it does so with Gach's characteristic sense of whimsy and audience involvement.

Location: Corner of College St. and Emerson St.
Price: free and open to the public
Contact: Cheryl Mikulecky
I was part of the very first group to undergo this crazy experiment. The van was about 100 degrees with 12 people sitting back to back inside it. The van smelled of spray paint and was screened to keep light out. We were given ear plugs.
We were taken off the ground and set spinning but within what felt like seconds I could feel nothing but the sweat dripping down my face. It was the best meditation experience I have ever had. We were levitated for about 15 minutes, but it only felt like a few. I could have gone for much longer.

Crazy things beloit does.