First off, I'd like to apologize for my lack of commitment to this poor blog! Hey, but I swear I'm alive, well, and super busy. I'm sitting here in my dorm right now, peering through my window and catching glimpses of day-to-day city life. So much has happened! From SCOTUS decisions, to museums,to July 4th, to enjoying economics,to Capitol Hill, to all-you-can-manage-to-shove-down-your-throat Indian buffets, to meeting life-changing people, to adventures, to being a somewhat independent adult. Currently, I'm facing reality straight on--for all it's worth.
This past weekend consisted of one of the best days in my recent memory and one of the most terrifying. On the best day note, Baltimore (Charmmmm cityyyyyy) is absolutely gorgeous and the waterfront is to die for. Also, the Walters Art Museum is crazy cool! Edgar Allen Poe's grave is also a place everyone should stop by and see. Graveyards really aren't too morbid! After the trip, I literally called my parents after my time there and told them that B-more is a place where'd I'd gladly live my life ( really--it isn't too violent there! I checked the homicides listing AND called about an apartment). On the terrifying day note, it isn't anyone's business but just know the world is full of terrible things but we cannot let them define us and/or hamper our ability to live a full life.Y'know, just a heads up as I get too philosophical on a Wednesday afternoon.
Other news: Sometimes I stand in front of a mirror (the vain, vain kook I am) and ask myself silently:
Who is this kid staring back at me trying to be? Can she pass for somebody real, real enough to change the world?
Usually, I laugh and think to myself ...who am I kidding?
Buttttt today was a different story! I stared at this kid in the mirror and thought that I kind of fit in. I looked believable in my suit, my hair wasn't poodle size yet, I've been playing my part alright at work. Some of the best advice I ever received was to "fake it till yaaaa make it" and hot damn... it may finally be getting me somewhere! While I won't claim DC as mine just yet, I'd say I could pass for native. I've even started being standoffish, which is out of the norm for me.
Overall, I'd like to say that this time spent in DC has give me both hope for my future as well as a healthy dose of fear. I'm prepared now. I'm ready to take on whatever enters my life, and you better believe I'll be fighting tooth and nail to claim my future and climb those marble steps of life to where ever they lead (maybe to Abraham Lincoln's monument?). I'm not afraid to bounce around and take chances, and I'm not afraid to let people know when I don't have a plan. Hell, I'm a professional when it comes to not having a plan. There's beauty in it!
Basically, expect me to spend this next week and a half scoring memories in DC and marking things off my (soon to be existent) bucket list. Know that I love the opportunity this city offers me, the constant stream of motion, the people, and the whole never-knowing-what's-going-to-happen until it does.
But also know that I love Arkansas (I think this is my first time after admitting this. Maybe I am losing my mind?). I have a bit of a twang that comes out these days. I find myself occasionally belting out some country tunes--even at the office, and I have this intense longing to be in the wilderness. Bless the concrete jungle, but there's something about back roads, hills that overlook the cities, and stars that act like eyes of the night. I miss the fam, and I missed Ramadan with them. I miss my AR pals. I also miss the Ozarks! I've got big plans for next year on and off the stage. SGA won't know what hit it, and life is going to be insanity but I welcome it!
What Arkansas doesn't know yet is that I've been empowered by this city. I've been exposed to tight schedules, crazy situations, and killer stress. I know what coping looks like in all the forms it takes.
So warning: Know I'm taking the world by storm. If anyone tries to stop me, I will do what is in my power to blast them to smithereens.
This past weekend consisted of one of the best days in my recent memory and one of the most terrifying. On the best day note, Baltimore (Charmmmm cityyyyyy) is absolutely gorgeous and the waterfront is to die for. Also, the Walters Art Museum is crazy cool! Edgar Allen Poe's grave is also a place everyone should stop by and see. Graveyards really aren't too morbid! After the trip, I literally called my parents after my time there and told them that B-more is a place where'd I'd gladly live my life ( really--it isn't too violent there! I checked the homicides listing AND called about an apartment). On the terrifying day note, it isn't anyone's business but just know the world is full of terrible things but we cannot let them define us and/or hamper our ability to live a full life.Y'know, just a heads up as I get too philosophical on a Wednesday afternoon.
Other news: Sometimes I stand in front of a mirror (the vain, vain kook I am) and ask myself silently:
Who is this kid staring back at me trying to be? Can she pass for somebody real, real enough to change the world?
Usually, I laugh and think to myself ...who am I kidding?
Buttttt today was a different story! I stared at this kid in the mirror and thought that I kind of fit in. I looked believable in my suit, my hair wasn't poodle size yet, I've been playing my part alright at work. Some of the best advice I ever received was to "fake it till yaaaa make it" and hot damn... it may finally be getting me somewhere! While I won't claim DC as mine just yet, I'd say I could pass for native. I've even started being standoffish, which is out of the norm for me.
Overall, I'd like to say that this time spent in DC has give me both hope for my future as well as a healthy dose of fear. I'm prepared now. I'm ready to take on whatever enters my life, and you better believe I'll be fighting tooth and nail to claim my future and climb those marble steps of life to where ever they lead (maybe to Abraham Lincoln's monument?). I'm not afraid to bounce around and take chances, and I'm not afraid to let people know when I don't have a plan. Hell, I'm a professional when it comes to not having a plan. There's beauty in it!
Basically, expect me to spend this next week and a half scoring memories in DC and marking things off my (soon to be existent) bucket list. Know that I love the opportunity this city offers me, the constant stream of motion, the people, and the whole never-knowing-what's-going-to-happen until it does.
But also know that I love Arkansas (I think this is my first time after admitting this. Maybe I am losing my mind?). I have a bit of a twang that comes out these days. I find myself occasionally belting out some country tunes--even at the office, and I have this intense longing to be in the wilderness. Bless the concrete jungle, but there's something about back roads, hills that overlook the cities, and stars that act like eyes of the night. I miss the fam, and I missed Ramadan with them. I miss my AR pals. I also miss the Ozarks! I've got big plans for next year on and off the stage. SGA won't know what hit it, and life is going to be insanity but I welcome it!
What Arkansas doesn't know yet is that I've been empowered by this city. I've been exposed to tight schedules, crazy situations, and killer stress. I know what coping looks like in all the forms it takes.
So warning: Know I'm taking the world by storm. If anyone tries to stop me, I will do what is in my power to blast them to smithereens.
Quick list of my DC loves
1. Chipotle is love! Seriously, the AR needs to get more of these babies. There's nothing like a chicken burrito bowl with corn, peppers, onions, salsa, corn, and guaccccc.
2.Captain Cookie and the Milkman is my coping mechnanism! Seriously, can't tell you how much I dig their Nutella cookies and chocolate ice cream at obscure hours of the day.
3. 7-11 is also another addition to my life the AR needs to pick up on. This place has saved so many of my weekends.
4. I loveeeeeee non-chain bookstores! We need more in the world. S/O to Kramer's Books and that one joint in the Eastern Market.
5. I'm going to miss walking past the Washington Monument come August.
6.. There's nothing like walking around in light rain. Everything and everyone slowly becomes romanticized. Forget your raincoats and umbrellas!
