Sunday, May 27, 2007

Women's Nationals

This event was a blast... who cares about the racing! We had a great time. Lily and I have decided to start our own cirque du soleil act:
This is just just training. Everyone should be prepared for our big act next year... It'll be incredible! Well that is if we beat out the contortionists, acrobats, and stilts extremists, I'm clearly keeping my hopes up for this bright future of ours.

I'm not sure but I think Becky got annoyed with me at some points of the event.
... I just wanted someone to play with! Geez Becky's chick lit is nowhere near as much fun as hanging out with ME!

However the event ended with a sad sad time... my phone ended up in a 'bad place.' I rescued it after I sacrificed my dignity but the my SIM card survived... Lily was shocked!
All and all, a great time had by all! Who knew Norfolk, VA could be so much fun?
GO EAGLES!!
Regatta Report:
Shitty conditions (light air, shifty)
BC finished in 7th
Marf received honorable mention All-American (we're so proud!)

Saturday, May 19, 2007

The Eyes of Texas are Upon You!

After a long journey from Boston to Austin, the weekend started off perfectly with a trip to Taco C! One chicken taco and I was ready for the night to begin. Of course we did the large family gathering for drinks and dinner but after we dropped the grandparents off it was off to sixth street. But somehow our parent beat us to the first bar (I was far from socked.)
311 was our first stop of the night. Cheap drinks and a great band, we really couldn't ask for much more. Barrett and I began to pace ourselves after Redbull and vodka number four but not before a few great dances with the parents. Barrett dancing with mom and Dad pulling moves that I swear he'd been using since college made the dance floor an exciting place to be. It was full of cut ins and turns that could land you all the way across the room if you weren't careful. But after a few texts from Jill the party moved over to Maggie Mae's. It is by far my favorite bar in Austin. It is a two story, open air bar that makes me question why I didn't transfer after my freshman year.
As we walked in we could hear the cheering. Two years after the big win Maggie Mae's and almost every other bar on the street was playing UT's big game... The Rose Bowl! With 20 seconds to go we were still just excited as the first time we saw it, great play by VY! As he made his last touchdown the place went crazy and as the cheers simmered down mom and dad decided to call it a night. James, Barrett, Sara and myself acted as if we were only up for only one more drink there before our trip home but as soon as the parent's were out of sight it was off to Logan's.
Logan's is known for one thing, their liter beers. We walked in just in time to get four beers as we all rocked out to Journey. Tonight was what college is all about.
I'm so glad my parents ended up making it to 1:15 (mainly because they were paying for our numerous rounds of Redbull and vodka.) I'm so lucky to have such supportive and understanding parents. I just hope my mom understands that she'll never see my Fake ID... NJ What?

Tomorrow is the big day for Barrett. He seems so happy which makes me happy even through the sadness that is him abandoning me for Spain.

Here’s to UT and graduation. Here's to friends and to family!
Hook 'Em!

Thursday, May 17, 2007

Burned out!

Nationals is less than a week away and today I hit the wall, I'm done with college sailing. I hate drysuits (especially having to wear them in May), I hate course 5s, and I hate everyone who is still taking practice seriously! I'm just so tired of being wet and cold and miserable at practice. I can only hope that my weekend home will help with the burn out.
Tomorrow I leave for Barrett's graduation (which means I get to miss practice!) and I'm starting to get really excited. I haven't seen the fam in ages which gives me mixed emotions about the weekend. It will be good to see everyone but I just never know exactly what will be said or done. I guess that could add to the excitement? To top it off my grandmother will be there and you just never know what is going to come out of the women's mouth! I have already requested not to sit next to her during any of the ceremonies because I fear she will embarrass me with one of her comments that was meant a. not to be offensive (but will be about someone black) and b. was suppose to be a whisper.
Parents and grandparents aside I'm thrilled to hang out with Barrett before he leaves for Spain. This gives us a reason to get drunk and hopefully not too hungover on our parents tab. We won't have much time to get too rowdy this summer before he ships off to work on the loft floor. Meaning this weekend will have to be a HUGE celebration.
Hopefully I won't die in the heat but more importantly hopefully I getting over this wall that is my burn out on college sailing!

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

The Internet

The internet is a fascinating thing. For me the internet brings me international news, vegan diet tips (even though I'm not a vegan), hilarious videos that may include small children and polar bears, and most importantly communication with all of my friends. I have been on AIM since junior high. I realized I had a problem one day, an addiction if you will, when i found myself wasting an entire hour on checking away messages and never even starting on AIM conversation. The next week I dropped my account. But don't you guys worry, I'm still reachable by GChat. The real beauty of GChat is that I only know a select few that use it because of that I spend less time chatting and most importantly less time checking away messages.
GChat gets me into the same kind of trouble AIM did though. In high school I openly discussed my feelings over AIM. Then it worked to my advantage however as I get older it only makes me seem certifiably insane. Today I found myself discussing my emotions over the internet, my real feelings about a situation. As tears rolled down my face I kept typing my little heart out and began to think, the internet needs to come with a filter. If you're crying, yelling, or throwing large objects across a room you shouldn't be able to type. But maybe that's the beauty of the internet, you can post anything, say anything and seem as crazy as you want and you can't see the other persons judgment. The openness I have on the internet is shocking to me.
I can only hope that during today's GChat conversation I was understood and not horrible looked down upon as THAT crazy girl...

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Bapst on a sunny Wednesday morning

This year I have decided to take a new approach to studying for finals. I have not spent the past 5 days in the library watching the clock tick down until my next final. Instead I did a bit of traveling to clear my thoughts and prepare for the easiest finals schedule imaginable, two on Thursday and then I'm done!
Not being able to abandon my trusty work cubby in bapst I have returned the day before finals to put a good 15+ hours of studying in. Some people find it boring to spend massive amounts of time in libraries but for me it's a great day of people watching, especially during finals. The girls are unrecognizable without their make up on and their hair pulled back as they try to learn the basic points of good speech (Oh you comm majors, how I envy you.) But there are the select few hoping to find their next boyfriend here on the first floor of Bapst. Such as the girl sitting behind me, her white bow is bigger than her head and her skirt is simply inappropriately short for this fine Catholic institution. I wish her the best of luck in both finding Mr. Right Now and passing her finals, both look to be a current struggle for her.
Recently I've been running into an interesting character at bapst, I call him Mr. Pro. He is the one wearing the "Gay... fine by me" shirt while caring his trusty nalgene that is plastered with Pro-Life stickers. I've come to despise him and while I do get excited to mock in his open opinions this joy is always followed by the feelings of nausea which force me to move so he is out of my direct view.
Since it's still early I haven't yet encountered my favorite bapsters, the kids who have been drinking coffee for so long that their eyes have begun to twitch but I'm not worried I still have time!