I've had a lot I need to think about these past few days and I'm not much closer to coming to a definitive answer.
I had my advising meeting last Thursday and found out that one of the courses that is required for my degree isn't offered until the summer of 2016. That's the year I plan to graduate. I've been trying to find a time to sit with my adviser to ask more about this but her schedule has been pretty busy as of late, but it's my top priority to understand how that's going to work out.
Also, I'm taking two courses this summer. It's also part of my degree and it's required and it's all about research. Using APA formats, correctly citing sources, and a whole lot of other things. It might be offered online, but the teacher has told us to be ready to meet in person, so whenever I land a job I'm keeping that in mind. The job hunt hasn't been successful, but I'm still looking for a summer job and one to carry over into the next semester.
Which brings me to the main point of this blog. Student teaching. I have to make my decision on this soon, but I'm really worried about it. It really hit home for me on Monday during a presentation I had about Assessing Musical Behaviors, and the types of tests teachers and students take that brought up a discussion of the Praxis II and how hard it is for the seven people also working towards getting this degree to pass. And if you don't pass it, you can't student teach, which then means you can't graduate. Some people have been stuck at this phase for a while.
The two-three classmates I talk to the most who are going through it right now have been taking the test 2-3 times so far and keep missing the passing marks by one point. And I haven't even passed the Praxis I yet. I've taken it twice and have missed it both times. Although now, they don't have the Praxis I, they have what is called the Praxis Core, but I've heard people say that test is hard as well. Not only do I have to take both Praxis tests, but I have to take an additional test as part of this side program to get my teaching certificate.
I'm worried I wont pass any of it and I'll be stuck trying to get it for a while/long than I had initially planned. Like I said in my last blog post, music therapy had sparked my interest, but I can't do that as I don't have an undergraduate degree in music therapy (which is ok, because at minimum I can have a bachelors in music) but then I'm not currently enrolled in a program for music therapy and pass a board exam and...you can read all about that here.
So, at this point in time, I'm getting worried about making big decisions about what I'm going to be doing in the near future. Will it affect how long I'm in school? When I graduate? And on top of all of that I have so many papers and exams to prepare for.
Such is the life of a grad student. I know it'll all work out eventually, it's just taking that first step that's hard to do.
I've had this song stuck in my head today.
No, this isn't an April Fool's prank, I'm actually putting up a blog post. It's been a looooong while since I've done one so you're going to have a lot to read today! :)
First thing's first. I bet you're all wondering about book three in our Quadruple or Nothing series. Well...I underestimated just how much time getting a master's degree would take. I'm great with time management and I've never felt that school was ever too hard for me so I came into this a little bit naive I'll admit. This time around with my schooling I prepare a lot during the week to make sure I'm caught up and comprehending everything in class and with the track I'm going with I have to write a lot of 10 page papers. Around studying for midterms and finals, I have two 10 page papers (actually, one of them doesn't have a page limit), one half hour presentation, one hour and a half presentation, and a research article. But, the bright side, I'm really working on the different voices in writing and I can see my writing skills improving. So, novel writing has, admittedly, been put on the back burner for a while.
Second. I'm proud of myself. Since January/February Jess and I have made it a goal to go to the gym every weekday. There have been a few instances where we didn't go for various reasons, but we're going on our 4th consecutive month of gym and weight lifting. We're drinking a lot more water and have cut back on eating a bunch of junk food during the day (for the most part, you can't separate us from our popcorn). We're planning on running a 10K in May and then a 5 miler in July.
Third. A lot has happened since my last post in August. School breaks, good grades, lots of laughter between the four of us of course and growing as people. In school I'm working towards getting a master's in music education. The experience of student teaching and learning how to teach will help me overall in the long run as it's something I can fall back on. But, the thing is, teaching isn't a big passion of mine anymore. As I've attended school, I've had my eyes open to different careers with music such as music therapy and the music industry (sound production, audio engineering, etc). And I've grown to be really interested and excited to learn more about them.
It really started with my psychology of music class I took last semester where it really looked into why students have stage fright, what age is the best to start having your kids learn an instrument, why don't they practice as often, how do you get them to practice, a lot of stuff like that.
It was also with another one of my classes I really found out that there are schools that offer courses in sound production, and audio engineering, and things like that and came to realize, that a part of the reason why I want to be a teacher is because that's all I've been taught in schools you can do with music (apart from moving on to be a part of a symphony or philharmonic). Apart from one day having my own band and touring, I never thought outside of how music is taught to you in schools; concert band, orchestra, chorus, marching band, ensembles like those. I had the most fun playing in my high school's rock band because it was so different then the academic based music ensembles I was a part of.
That's why I chose to do my research article on music education alternatives and showing how importan it is to include other options such as audio engineering and production and composition. Not everybody is going to be comfortable playing in a band or have the talent or potential to be in a concert band or orchestra but don't know any other way to pursuit their musical passion, or to even see what else they'd be musically inclined at. I believe everybody should be included in a music program anyway that they can.
So, on the topic of music therapy. Go watch the movie Alive Inside: A Story of Music and Memory (official website). It's on Netflix. Watch it now. With tissues nearby. It's amazing how music can help those who have dementia or alzheimers or who has suffered from a stroke not be able to talk or form a complete sentence or not even recognize that someone is talking with them, but the minute they hear a familiar piece of music they come alive. Their eyes light up and they start to sing, they just look...alive. There's also examples in class I've seen where music therapy can help people learn how to walk again.
Only problem for me is that to be certified as a music therapist, I need (at a minimum) an undergraduate degree in music therapy. If not that, you can have a bachelor's degree in music (which I have! yay! *waves pom-poms*) and then you can get a master's in music therapy. Only then, I'd have to take all the undergraduate courses for it including some psychology courses, music theory (which I took four semesters of classes of, but I'll need to take those again for a refresher), some basic piano and voice (if you know me, you know how hesitant I am about that), have a 6 month internship in music therapy, and pass the board exam.
I thought I could have an intern or shadow some people this summer for a job, maybe assist some, but I can't do that without doing the 6 month internship first. And honestly, I'm not too open to being in school for another two years (or maybe more) at this point in time.
I'm getting some information about the music industry undergrad here and what I can do with it as a grad student, as well as having my advising meeting tomorrow to figure out what I'm going to do next semester. I still have some time to decide about student teaching before registration comes around.
That's it for now! Thanks for reading.
PS: I'm in a Phil Collins/Genesis mood today (as I often am). Fun Fact: Mack heard this song once at work and asked me what it was, giving me a real basic over-Skype text chat description of it and I figured it out in less than fifteen minutes!! :)
I haven't put up a blog post in almost a month. A lot has happened. During July, dad had taken Mack, Jess, and I to a shooting range. It was really cool and we all did pretty well. Mom and dad said that we were naturals. We had a standard target to shoot at and zombie target. Based on our results, Jess would be the best to have around if a Zombie Apocalypse thing were to happen.
We moved in early August down to Norfolk for grad school (for Jess and I anyway, Steph commutes to Newport News but lives with us) and today was the first day. I have class Monday-Wednesday, and today all we did was go over our syllabus--let me tell you, I look forward to this on the first day of classes, because it means we get out early--and what your teaching philosophy is. I hadn't really thought about it, to be honest with you so I felt like I was behind with everybody else who talked about it.
Not only that, but everyone else in my class has had years of teaching experience and a lot of them are doing so now. I felt like I was behind in the game or something to that affect. We have a lot of writing in this class, which isn't too bad. Thank you, FA, for teaching me how to write a well-written and concise essay.
We're still getting used to our surroundings down here and how to get from place to place, but it's not too bad. A lot of the drivers down here either A: don't use their turn signals or B: never give you the right of way. When I say that, I mean, on a small street, made even smaller by cars parked on the street in front of houses facing both directions, only giving enough space for one car to go through, they never let us through. We always have to stop to let them through. It gets frustrating, but I know good karma will come back to us sooner or later for doing so.
For someone who was excited to think that they weren't going to be going back to school after graduating from college, attending classes today wasn't too bad. I just don't know how I'll feel later on once I get back into the routine of school, but we'll see.
I'll leave you with this song by Pigeon John. I've had it stuck in my head all day today and it's kept a smile on my face.
*Pictures to be added later.
Yesterday was the 4th of July, and as per usual, Jess, my dad, and I took part in my city's Heritage Festival Firecrack Five Mile race. I believe this is the 8th or 9th time I've ran this race--I have to go back and count all the shirts I've accumulates to be able to give you a more concrete number.
I'm pretty sure we first ran the race the summer between sixth and seventh grade and that was...terrible. I ran with this big clunky, black, basketball like tennis shoes and barely could make it past mile three. At the time, I had just finished my first year of cross country so tree miles I knew I could get through pretty easily. At the same time, I didn't really understand the idea of training for a longer race, so that was pretty bad.
But, this year, my goal was to finish under an hour...and maybe to beat Jess. Every year it seems like it's something that slows me down; old shoes, ankle/leg problems, this time it was just mind over matter. If you could forget that spill I took as we went down the canal path. I don't wear contacts and my glasses don't sit tight to my face, so I don't wear them when I run. By the time I took the turn onto the canal path and saw the the stairs I wasn't supposed to go down, I was already over them.
I kind of hurt my ankle, but that slowed down the pace I was building as I was catching up with my sister. Either way, I was happy with how I did. Like dad says, "It was a run day, not a race day." The weather was the best it's been in years. Sometimes it could be in the 80s even around 7:30 in the morning, but this year, it was in the 60s and kind of cloudy.
After we finished, we went down to check out the street fair (and hopefully get dad to buy us ice cream for breakfast. Another "tradition" for us). There were so many cool hand made items, like necklaces made out of old computer parts, clocks for football teams hockey teams, and thing like the seal of the Coast Guard and Navy all carved out of the wood. Dad got a Coast Guard one.
We bought a huge container of cotton candy, which promptly turned our teeth, blue, and I loaned Mack some money so she could buy herself a yin-yang necklace. We also got a homemade car air freshner that doesn't melt in the sun and lasts at least to four months. There were samples you could smell and had many different flavors like peach cobbler, hot fudge brownie, and burning rubber.
After sitting at home and taking a shower, I sat on my computer the rest of the day...and kept falling asleep at my computer. I would've gotten up to go to my room to take a nap, but I was too sore and tired to get up off the couch. It probably would've helped because the way I twisted myself up on the couch has my back hurting this morning. Or it could've been all the muscles I used while I was running.
Dinner was awesome, but I don't know how it couldn't be if dad was making it. Grilled corn, grilled brisket, grilled chicken, grilled ribs, and green beans. It was perfect. After digesting food for a while, we went out onto the deck out back and made s'mores over the fire pit, watching our neighbors shoot off fireworks. This was a good time asking dad about his life and things we were just curious about.
It was a great, long, day, and I have an even longer week ahead as I spend my week at music camp teaching for the first time.
Hope you all had a great 4th.
Well, it's been a whole week since graduating, and it still hasn't exactly hit me that I had even graduated at all. I still sit there thinking, "Only three months of summer and then I'm back at school" which is technically true as I head on to graduate school next.
But, our graduation celebration itself was pretty cool. We had 15 Jacksons all together for the celebration. If you know the four of us, you know that we can be pretty loud, but you've never heard how loud my whole family can be. I even joked that if we had a noise complaint while at the hotel, it wouldn't surprise me one bit.
The few days before graduating, right after exams ended was dubbed, "Senior Week." Senior Week entails of all the graduating seniors staying on campus (or going home for a few days before graduation) to just rewind, relax, and get to spend their fellow seniors on a quiet, less crowded (not that it ever really felt crowded to begin with) campus one last time. You could also turn in requests to have underclassmen stay on campus as well.
Monday was the last day of exams, and as usual, I had an exam scheduled for that day. For the past three years, I had at least one exam scheduled on the last day of exams. We also had the independent schedule at school for taking exams. This means that you could take any exam(as long as it was offered to be taken on the independent schedule) from any exam period offered: which was at 9am-12pm, 2pm-5pm, and 7pm-10pm.
But, it wasn't something where you could take part of the exam, leave, and then go back and finish it later. If you chose to take that exam, you shuffle into the auditorium or a designated classroom with a proctor and sit and take your exam for the whole three hours or shorter if it doesn't take you that long to finish.
For senior week, you had different events on each day.
(Monday was still part of exam week.
Tuesday: Senior Brunch, Paint War, and Glow in the Dark Party
Wednesday: Carnival Day, and 90s Camp Party
Thursday: Thunder Valley, Senior All-Night Party; The Wizarding World of Harry Potter
Friday: Field Day and Corned Beef and Co.
While I didn't participate in all of the events, the ones I did participate in (Brunch, Carnival, Camp Party, and Thunder Valley) were a lot of fun. We had also tried our hand at the Senior Garage Sale, but we didn't make much money from that. But, we did give everything we didn't sell to Goodwill.
Graduation itself went by pretty quickly. I don't think it was any longer than an hour and a half. Our speaker was an alumn of Hollins who told us, above all else, that "Kindness Transcends All Things" and that you should (as the Dalai Lama said), "Be kind whenever possible and that "it is always possible." That really hit me as over the past few months, I've been thinking back on events in my life and found that there were plenty of moments that I don't look on too fondly for things I said or did. I want to live a life my parents can be proud of and while I can't go back and change things, I can be better moving on into the future.
I've been going back to people and friends and apologizing for things I had said or done to them that were really uncalled for and mean and explaining to them, to the best of my ability, why I had acted that way and said those things. I even apologized to an ex-good friend I had a falling out with. While we aren't friends again, and I didn't expect to be, it was a nice, quick, conversation.
From here on out is where the real work starts. Or at least, that's what dad says when he said that he's been giving us the first week home "off." Yard work and house work, I can see it already. As I look for a job this summer, it's nice to know I have something to keep me preoccupied (even if I'll complain about it from time to time) so I don't constantly say, "I'm bored. There's nothing to do."
I'm training for a race again this summer. One that Jess, dad, and I run together every year. Or at least we try, too. This summer, I'm going to make it a point to drink as much water and cut down on my junk food intake. That'll be a problem the minute we get a lot of soda or popcorn in the house. But, I'll try hard to work through my cravings for it.
A week out of school and I'm sitting home and relaxing, something I feel like I've needed for a while. I never thought of myself as someone that gets stressed out easily, but the thought of potentially, once again, not having a summer job, or even finding one when I go off to graduate school to start paying back student loans kind of freaks me out and I feel like there's a lot of pressure from society to get one.
But, I'm not giving up.
It's only been a week after all.
In two days it’ll be exactly one week until we graduate. Classes are all done and in my sisters cases so are exams. I only have one exam, but instead of taking it on the independent schedule, it’s scheduled for the last day of exams at 9am. But, it’s for my art history class so I need all the time I can get to study.
May has been a great month. It’s been kind of rainy lately, the sunshine makes up for it. It hasn’t been too hot or too cool, perfect weather for training. If not that, then I’ll just head to the gym for cardio and some weight lifting.
About a week ago we went home not only for Mother’s Day, but to welcome our dad home. He had been overseas since October so we decided to go home and surprise him. Unfortunately, he found out about our surprise before we made it home, but it was a great time nonetheless. I couldn’t stop smiling for a while, and it just felt good to know that he was back in the US.
We made a giant banner for him which read “Welcome Home, Dad!” (it sounded kind of wordy, but we needed four words to paint them in our colors”, and on the other side we had written, “Happy Mother’s Day!”. Both mom and dad enjoyed the banner. Mom had thought that the banner was her Mother’s Day card so she was surprised to know we had actually gotten her a card, too.
We still had two days left of school before classes officially ended with one of my days being classes, and the second day being a long day of work. I got out of my art class early, but I was more worried about my piano class. I had my presentation that day. A bright side to it was instead of performing three songs (an accompaniment, a solo, and reading off a lead sheet) we only had to do two.
For my accompaniment piece, I did the song from the video game series, Kingdom Hearts, called Traverse Town on the piano while she play the clarinet. For my solo piece, I played We Gather Together a Dutch hym I had actually learned to sing a long time ago in Lower School. My lead sheet piece was Amazing Grace, but we weren’t asked to play it. Although, out of my solo and lead sheet piece, I was the most prepared for Amazing Grace.
The class wasn’t too bad as the teacher really wants everyone to do well in the course and because you weren’t expected to do any more than to improve the skills (or lack of skills in my case) you started the class with. I was just really intimidated by being one of the two, if not the only one, people in the class who knew little to nothing about the piano or how to play it being put into a class with people who have been playing, or taking lessons, for years.
I would’ve preferred the class be split up in sections for beginner, intermediate, and advanced or something like that. I hated having to play anything out loud for the class because I knew that I wasn’t as good as them and I kept making mistakes out of my nervousness. Other than that, the class was pretty good and I did pick up on the scales pretty quickly and I did make some improvement. But, I don’t see myself taking any more piano classes unless I really have to. Luckily, there wasn’t an exam in the class, just getting through the last performance, you pass the class.
We had an interview with the Roanoke Times the other day, and now we’re just spending our free time packing and waiting for carnival day for senior week. Now I leave you with this song:
It just hit me (exactly 2 days ago) that this time next month I'll be a college graduate.
Cue influx of "It seems like it was just yesterday when" comments. I don't blame any of you for thinking about it, it's all I've been thinking about lately as well. Mainly, I've thought about how much I've changed from when I was in high school to now.
I've gone to a handful of my former classmates' Facebook pages to send notes of congratulations whenever I see pictures of them trying on their graduation robes. "It feels like it was just yesterday" when we were proceeding into the auditorium for our high school graduation. With the classmates I've been with since Pre-K, Kindergarten, elementary school, or who I've even spent just one short school year with, I remember thinking, "2010 is never going to happen", "it's never going to get here. And after that it was, "2014 is never going to get here" but it's here and in less than a month, we're all going to be taking our first step into the real world.
It's just kind of weird to not be doing it with my high school classmates. I had moved on up through school years with them at one school for longer than I have here. But, in that regards, it's a good thing I have my sisters with me. It's another milestone for all of us.
I like to think that I have grown in my four years in college. I'm more confident with my music and just with myself in general, I feel like I've learned how to be a better friend, and to know when to pick and choose my battles. Having the comfort of home with my sisters here have been great, but while we've all changed individually, I think we've also helped to not make each other change ourselves completely. And maybe change isn't the right word, maybe the word I'm looking for is "growth."
But, we have to keep somethings about ourselves the same. We still think any stupid comment we make at midnight is the funniest thing in the world at the time, we still play the same video games we have been for years (some we still take waaaaayyy too seriously), we act childish and stupid from time to time, and we still have that one moment every few months when we sit back and think about all the stuff we did when we were kids, what annoyed us, what made us mad, and end up in fits of laughter by the end.
With all these 10 year or 20 year anniversary of songs, tv shows, and movies, and even reunions after that long, it makes me stop and think, "there's no way that came out [insert amount of time here] ago." Because of that, I've gone back to watch my favorite TV shows and movies when I was a kid, as long as I can watch them through hulu or amazon or Netflix.
It just instantly takes me back for a brief moment to how i was when I was a kid. There was no way I would've imagined myself where I am now at that age. But, everything's shaped me to be a better person. Times were tough, I've lost friends along the way (and kept some amazing ones), I've made stupid mistakes, but I've made it through.
Everything will be ok.
I'm just going to leave you with a song I've had on repeat for a while. :)
March has come and gone with not a lot happening. Apart from a lot of snow. I'm tired of snow and i'm tired of rain, despite the latter not being around that often. And i don't want it to be. I love shorts and flip flop weather and it really has been a long wait to finally get steady warm weather.
First week back after break and it's been pretty good. Nothing exciting has happened (apart from my classes on Thursday and Friday being cancelled, yayyy), but I'd rather not be too bogged down. I'm allowed to play one of my favorite songs from a video game in my piano class which is pretty cool.
The class is going ok. It's still pretty hard for me as the piano really isn't something I ever thought I'd play nor did I ever want to play. It's just never been an instrument that really spoke to me. There are all those specific things you have to do with it; sit a specific distance away from the piano, wrists have to be up, fingers curled, you have to use pecific fingers for specific notes, and on, and on.
I like the unpredictability of playing the drums. I like feeling of the drumsticks between my fingers and how you can play one song in different ways. Sure, you can transpose in piano, and do variations, but I feel like you're still essentially playing the same thing over and over again.
Nothing against piano players. I have to give you props for what you can do. I've only gotten a glimpse of just how much work goes into being an exceptional piano player. Just doing transpositions and learning how to play with two hands at one time, reading off a lead sheet, and and and. I just get incredibly frustrated with it at times. But, I'm still forging on.
I can see the school year coming to an end, but I don't know how I feel about it. I just keep taking things one day at a time. Plus, I have my sisters around, so there's never really any time for me stress in between our fits of laughter.
April Fools' Day was pretty uneventful. That's normally a day I don't really take much stock in. On the one hand, I take everything with a grain of salt that day apart from just refusing to believe anything people say at times. On the other, I can never really think of great pranks to do.
When I was younger, I used to take worms and stick them in Pringles cans, never knowing that salt actually hurt and/or killed them. And then in sometimes, I'd swap out the cream for toothpaste, but that always back fired because people could smell the mint.
But, the one prank I love and don't care if it is real or not is how Google Maps has this Pokemon Master game going on. A fake job position goes to whoever can catch all the Pokemon in the world. From what I've seen it's a pretty cool little app; I haven't figured out how to work it, yet. It'll probably be much easier to catch the Pokemon from that than in the actual games.
I hope you're all doing well.
Well, it's finally March (well, more than halfway through March at this point); one of my favorite months of the year (that's mainly because the month starts with the letter M. As such May is another one of my favorites months, with July and September in there as well.) We've had a couple of snowy days, only one of those instances giving us the day off of school, but I cant really complain about that considering next week is Spring Break.
This month has been changing back and forth from warm to cold to warm to cold. I need my warm weather. Warm weather makes me happy. I thought it was a joke about the whole groundhog sees his shadow thing, but this year, they really weren't kidding.
This past weekend was my senior presentation I, creatively, called, "Hits Like a Girl: Women and Percussion." In this presentation, I talked about the african marimba, the conga drums and timbale, and the steel pan from their country of origin (Africa) to where the instruments grew to be most popular.
Not a lot of people came to see my presentation, which was a little disheartening, but for everyone that came out, they had nothing but positive feedback, especially with talking slowly and clearly. I normally talk really fast, so that's something I've been working on for years.
Funny story (or rather, it was funny to me): During the Latin drumming portion of my presentation, I was performing on the conga drums. Normally, I have the drums set up on carpet, so it doesn't slide, but the stage I was working on was made up entirely of wood, so the bottom kept sliding out. In the middle of one of the rhythms I was playing, the drum was sliding out beneath me, so I had to stop and adjust it, so it wouldn't fall over. Everyone started applauding me, thinking I was finished, but I wasn't. I just moved on to the next rhythm. It's funny looking back on it.
I can't believe March is already almost over. I feel like it had just started. I hope you've all been doing well. Keep your fingers crossed for warm weather.
I'm still trying to get into the swing of writing more of these.
I still haven't gotten the hang of this. At the same time, not much exciting stuff has happened lately. It's been more than a month since my last blog post and I said I'd be doing these more often. Jess has been blowing us out of the water with these. (Thanks for making us look bad, Jess.)
Well, here's something that really made me feel foolish today. I'm taking a piano class to finish my major requirements and when my teacher was trying to compare how I move my wrists when I play to drumming. She asked:
"What instrument do you play?"
And I said: "Percussion. I'm a drummist."
Now, I was only half paying attention to what it was I was saying and paying more attention to what it was that she was trying to show me. But, that really made me stop and think about what it was that I said. Not that I had messed up what I was trying to say (which was "Drums. I'm a percussionist"), but that I called myself a percussionist.
This is something that's a bit foreign to me. Whenever people ask, I automatically say, "I'm a drummer." It's something about me that's unique and my main instrument is the drum set. However, whenever I tell people at school that, they say, "Oh, you're a percussionist." Which, unfortunately, put me in some percussion situations where they automatically assumed that I can play x or y instrument like it's no problem. No, I mainly stick to rhythmical stuff.
So, it was a shock for me to refer to myself that way. It's a little hard hard to explain.
Piano is going pretty well. I'm not a fan of the pinao to be honest with you and to know that I have to take the class kind of puts me off, but as long as I can figure out the rhythms to the pieces I have to play, I'm ok with. Kind of wish I didn't have a gap between my music theory courses and this course.
The only really annoying thing is that my teacher knows that Steph is a pianist, so she always thinks that I can do things as well as she can before she corrects herself. So, that's one thing that's pretty annoying about the four of us, how people think that if one of us is great at something, then the rest of us have to be, too.
I can also say on the flip side it's annoying how one of us can be great at something, but the rest of us aren't. Especially when it's something we're doing for the first time. To say we're competitive is an understatement. We make it a point to buy any four player board game or video game just to play against each other.
Mario Kart and Mario Party being the top two games we play all the time. In fact, we're in the middle of a Mario Party tournament with our friends right now. Our goal is to see how collects the most stars at the end of all the games we play. It's chaos, and everybody's agaisnt each other at all times. (Sometimes, I think it's surprising that we're still friends. haha.)
Not much has gone on. Just making our way towards the end of the year. It's gotten warmer around here. I can't wait for Spring. I loved the snow we got, but now that it's melting so quickly and the creek is flooded, there's only a few ways for us to go to get on campus. There's mud and water everywhere. It's not that fun. But, those two days off (which gave us a four day weekend) was awesome.
If you haven't seen the video yet, check it out: