It's been a while guys. I just completed a quick take-home quiz for German and I'm going to do my readings for Comm. and Society. Hopefully I can finally go visit the gym tonight as well, while everyone else is out partying! So many things to do.
I'm sitting alone in my dorm while many of my friends are out at the Carousel Mall, which is apparently huge. Lucky them! I knew that I had to update my blog though, and tell the details of my move-in process.
To say it simply, the move-in was a mess. It was great meeting and hugging my roommate Julia, but it took us a while to finish unpacking everything. We came in at the exact time, so our boxes and suitcases were everywhere. I didn't bring as much clothes and items as she did, so I ventured off onto campus to meet some friends.
I first met Isaac, Justin and Jocelyn who I've been chatting with frequently online. They really are exactly as I expected: approachable, funny and amazing. Jackie, who I met later on the day, is quickly becoming my go-to girl. We have such fun times together, though I'm worried that her constant partying might start distancing us already. We'll see what becomes of our friendship.
On the first day Isaac, Jocelyn, Jackie, Daniel and I went out to eat at a Chinese restaurant; the food was mediocre at best. The dumplings were dry and tasteless, though I admit it was vegetarian. I planned to attend to many of the events there, such as the Ice Cream Social and Move at the Quad, but I had so much fun just hanging out with them. We laughed, talked about the past, play cards, and tried to go swimming (fail). Needless to say, it felt like I knew them for years. The first day was definitely the best, and I wouldn't have wanted it any other way.
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Saturday, September 4, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
What am I trying to prove to myself?
I've been staring at this blank page for a while now, unsure of what to write.
What did I expect from this summer? Not much. However, the last couple of weeks made this summer the best summer thus far. Never have I felt so happy, rebellious, fufilled, and...free. A 180 degree turn from the last few weeks of high school.
I'm leaving to college on Wednesday, and I never looked forward to anything more in my life...besides finishing up the packing. It still didn't hit me yet. My walls are bare from the lack of posters, my closet is empty with the exception of summer clothes, and my living room is a mess right now because of the suitcases and boxes. However, I don't feel scared yet. I guess I'm a late bloomer. I'm ready for change. Chances are, however, when I walk into my dorm at Sadler Hall after the first day of orientation and sit on my new bed, I will feel that pit in my stomach we all know too well: homesickness.
I will miss the home-cooked Korean food, the comfort of my own bed and bathroom, the soft carpeted floors, and privacy. Most of all, I will miss my family and friends.
Two days left. Let it all soak in.
The following passage came from her0in_chic's facebook group (her0in_chic being a blog I follow religiously). Filled with quotes, inspirational pictures, and moral support, no site has ever pulled me through the worst of times like this site. Don't judge the site by its name. I highly recommend you to follow it. I hope it lifts your spirits like it has lifted mine.
&c.
On this day, you read something that moved you and made you realize there were no more fears to fear. No tears to cry. No head to hang in shame. That every time you thought you’d offended someone, it was all just in your head and really, they love you with all their heart and nothing will ever change that. That everyone and everything lives on inside you. That that doesn’t make any of it any less real.
That soft touches will change you and stay with you longer than hard ones.
That being alone means you’re free. That old lovers miss you and new lovers want you and the one you’re with is the one you’re meant to be with. That the tingles running down your arms are angel feathers and they whisper in your ear, constantly, if you choose to hear them. That everything you want to happen, will happen, if you decide you want it enough. That every time you think a sad thought, you can think a happy one instead.
That you control that completely.
That the people who make you laugh are more beautiful than beautiful people. That you laugh more than you cry. That crying is good for you. That the people you hate wish you would stop and you do too.
That your friends are reflections of the best parts of you. That you are more than the sum total of the things you know and how you react to them. That dancing is sometimes more important than listening to the music.
That the most embarrassing, awkward moments of your life are only remembered by you and no one else. That no one judges you when you walk into a room and all they really want to know, is if you’re judging them. That what you make and what you do with your time is more important than you’ll ever fathom and should be treated as such. That the difference between a job and art is passion. That neither defines who you are. That talking to strangers is how you make friends.
That bad days end but a smile can go around the world. That life contradicts itself, constantly. That that’s why it’s worth living.
That the difference between pain and love is time. That love is only as real as you want it to be. That if you feel good, you look good but it doesn’t always work the other way around.
That the sun will rise each day and it’s up to you each day if you match it. That nothing matters up until this point. That what you decide now, in this moment, will change the future. Forever. That rain is beautiful.
And so are you.
What did I expect from this summer? Not much. However, the last couple of weeks made this summer the best summer thus far. Never have I felt so happy, rebellious, fufilled, and...free. A 180 degree turn from the last few weeks of high school.
I'm leaving to college on Wednesday, and I never looked forward to anything more in my life...besides finishing up the packing. It still didn't hit me yet. My walls are bare from the lack of posters, my closet is empty with the exception of summer clothes, and my living room is a mess right now because of the suitcases and boxes. However, I don't feel scared yet. I guess I'm a late bloomer. I'm ready for change. Chances are, however, when I walk into my dorm at Sadler Hall after the first day of orientation and sit on my new bed, I will feel that pit in my stomach we all know too well: homesickness.
I will miss the home-cooked Korean food, the comfort of my own bed and bathroom, the soft carpeted floors, and privacy. Most of all, I will miss my family and friends.
Two days left. Let it all soak in.
The following passage came from her0in_chic's facebook group (her0in_chic being a blog I follow religiously). Filled with quotes, inspirational pictures, and moral support, no site has ever pulled me through the worst of times like this site. Don't judge the site by its name. I highly recommend you to follow it. I hope it lifts your spirits like it has lifted mine.
&c.
On this day, you read something that moved you and made you realize there were no more fears to fear. No tears to cry. No head to hang in shame. That every time you thought you’d offended someone, it was all just in your head and really, they love you with all their heart and nothing will ever change that. That everyone and everything lives on inside you. That that doesn’t make any of it any less real.
That soft touches will change you and stay with you longer than hard ones.
That being alone means you’re free. That old lovers miss you and new lovers want you and the one you’re with is the one you’re meant to be with. That the tingles running down your arms are angel feathers and they whisper in your ear, constantly, if you choose to hear them. That everything you want to happen, will happen, if you decide you want it enough. That every time you think a sad thought, you can think a happy one instead.
That you control that completely.
That the people who make you laugh are more beautiful than beautiful people. That you laugh more than you cry. That crying is good for you. That the people you hate wish you would stop and you do too.
That your friends are reflections of the best parts of you. That you are more than the sum total of the things you know and how you react to them. That dancing is sometimes more important than listening to the music.
That the most embarrassing, awkward moments of your life are only remembered by you and no one else. That no one judges you when you walk into a room and all they really want to know, is if you’re judging them. That what you make and what you do with your time is more important than you’ll ever fathom and should be treated as such. That the difference between a job and art is passion. That neither defines who you are. That talking to strangers is how you make friends.
That bad days end but a smile can go around the world. That life contradicts itself, constantly. That that’s why it’s worth living.
That the difference between pain and love is time. That love is only as real as you want it to be. That if you feel good, you look good but it doesn’t always work the other way around.
That the sun will rise each day and it’s up to you each day if you match it. That nothing matters up until this point. That what you decide now, in this moment, will change the future. Forever. That rain is beautiful.
And so are you.
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Motivation & what's new
It's been a while since I last updated with a book review. Again, I felt no motivation to update with even an old book review. It's too bad, since I've done many things this past week with some great friends.
So, what motivates me to update this blog?
1. Enjoyment Right now I'm not sure what topic or area I really enjoy to write about. I mean, I love blogging about myself and my awesome life, and it's fun writing my own perspective of different topics. In all seriousness, I love writing, and that's why I'm interested in going into the magazine industry.
2. For future reference It'll be fun rereading old blogspot entries 10 years from now when I'm successful, own my own magazine company and filthy rich. It's like now, when I read my Xanga blog entries way back from 7th grade. "Just came back from school...and I'm bored. Props plz." Or something like that.
3. Readers & supporters Who wouldn't want to read the epic, heartbreaking and staggering life of Vania E. Myers? That was only of slight exaggeration. My goal is not to get more readers; it's to show readers that I do write everyday, and that my writing can improve.
I think I'm going to stick this reminder up on the wall in front of me in my dorm room. I truly want to stick to this. Truly.
So what's new?
- I got a haircut a couple of days ago. I love it! It definitely takes off some of the weight of my hair; it's very layered now, and the length is practically the same. My bangs are also updated.
- My penpal wrote me the sweetest letter! I was so surprised when I opened my mailbox. She wrote way more than I did, and she told me that she never heard of a lot of my favorite bands/artists. So, I decided to send over a letter and a mix CD of some of my catchy tunes. A mix is not mine unless it has Sufjan and Vampire Weekend in it.
- I took up another penpal, and she's from Korea. She seems so sweet! I love how many Koreans know English enough to have conversations.
- I downloaded Urban Outfitter's LSTN #11 recently, and I love it! There are 21 songs from various artists/bands that go from catchy to mellow. I highly recommend it.
- In four days, I'm going to college. It's unbelievable.
So, what motivates me to update this blog?
1. Enjoyment Right now I'm not sure what topic or area I really enjoy to write about. I mean, I love blogging about myself and my awesome life, and it's fun writing my own perspective of different topics. In all seriousness, I love writing, and that's why I'm interested in going into the magazine industry.
2. For future reference It'll be fun rereading old blogspot entries 10 years from now when I'm successful, own my own magazine company and filthy rich. It's like now, when I read my Xanga blog entries way back from 7th grade. "Just came back from school...and I'm bored. Props plz." Or something like that.
3. Readers & supporters Who wouldn't want to read the epic, heartbreaking and staggering life of Vania E. Myers? That was only of slight exaggeration. My goal is not to get more readers; it's to show readers that I do write everyday, and that my writing can improve.
I think I'm going to stick this reminder up on the wall in front of me in my dorm room. I truly want to stick to this. Truly.
So what's new?
- I got a haircut a couple of days ago. I love it! It definitely takes off some of the weight of my hair; it's very layered now, and the length is practically the same. My bangs are also updated.
- My penpal wrote me the sweetest letter! I was so surprised when I opened my mailbox. She wrote way more than I did, and she told me that she never heard of a lot of my favorite bands/artists. So, I decided to send over a letter and a mix CD of some of my catchy tunes. A mix is not mine unless it has Sufjan and Vampire Weekend in it.
- I took up another penpal, and she's from Korea. She seems so sweet! I love how many Koreans know English enough to have conversations.
- I downloaded Urban Outfitter's LSTN #11 recently, and I love it! There are 21 songs from various artists/bands that go from catchy to mellow. I highly recommend it.
- In four days, I'm going to college. It's unbelievable.
This is the package I sent my penpal with the mix cd in it. I tried to decorate it by gluing on doilies on the sides.
&c.
&c.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
The Penpal Project
After I received a letter from my Newhouse peer adviser via snail mail, I asked myself...why don't you have a penpal, Vania? I have had penpals through email, but it does seem a little impersonal. When I receive a hand-written letter, it's like getting a Christmas present; I eagerly open the letter. The blog that I follow religiously, Indiefixx, started a project called The Penpal Project where you leave a message and hope you find someone you're interested in becoming penpals with. Sounds wonderful, right? So I read through many of the people's descriptions; most of them were mothers over 25. I was looking for someone who's attending college, so we have something to relate to, and I found Maggie. We emailed each other, interested in becoming each others' penpals. I wrote my first penpal letter to her today (shown above left), and I'm sending it off tomorrow~ I absolutely love the envelope of Paris; the stamps and dreamy image definitely caught my attention at the bookstore. I immediately bought it. On the back of the card (where I drew the bird), I wrote my very long, crooked message. I hate having crooked handwriting, hahaha. I also send her a picture of me from last Sunday, when I went with friends to the Philadelphia Museum. I'm so excited for when she reads it!I plan to also have a penpal from London, if I ever do plan to study abroad there. Maybe I can meet up with my penpal if so. Who knows!
Monday, August 2, 2010
Snail mail
I was pleasantly surprised when I opened my mailbox to find a letter addressed to me. Curious, I stood outside in my rainbow-patterned tank top and striped-pink pajama shorts and opened the letter from the unknown sender.
It was my Newhouse peer adviser! I smiled as I read through her long letter, congratulating and welcoming me into getting admitted to Newhouse. Introducing herself as an enthusiastic senior magazine journalism major, she wrote of her hobbies and assured that she's there for me whenever I need her. Enclosed in the letter is a small list of items that she advises that I should bring (I took note of the 3M Hooks with Command Adhesive).
It's amazing how a simple hand-written letter will probably help me through the craziness and stressfulness of moving in and orientation. I expected an email or Facebook message at most, but definitely not this. I'm too excited for college now.
It was my Newhouse peer adviser! I smiled as I read through her long letter, congratulating and welcoming me into getting admitted to Newhouse. Introducing herself as an enthusiastic senior magazine journalism major, she wrote of her hobbies and assured that she's there for me whenever I need her. Enclosed in the letter is a small list of items that she advises that I should bring (I took note of the 3M Hooks with Command Adhesive).
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