Life as a "Real Person"

I feel as though I am barely coherent. The first week or so of my senior year have already passed by in an absolute flash. Everything has been a flurry of activity. Everybody wants a piece of my time - my teachers, my directors, my roommates, my boyfriend. Only problem is that I'm far too willing to give any little scrap of time to these endeavors that I possibly can. I love school and classes too much to forgo a little extraneous reading, I love my boyfriend too much to turn him down when he asks me to go to a movie with him, and I love the musical ensembles I'm in too much to ever turn down a part. In short, love love love college, and I am attempting to sponge up every morsel of my senior year. This does, however, require sacrifice on my part. I've had to tell my bed that we just have to stop seeing each other. It seems to be taking it rather well - at least, it hasn't said anything yet. ^__^

If Beauty is only skin deep, then there must be no such thing as Ugliness

Hello,

All brave souls who decide to enter this convoluted and confusing worls that is my blog site. Snot many people ,ive to tel the tale; (or at least a cohesive one). I just went to see the Ahn Trio tonight. They are three sisters who all went to Juliard, and play piano, cello, and violin, respectively. They were absolutly amazing. They played mostly contemporary music - the sounds that they can get out of those instuments is nothing short of amazing. Their performance has inspired me to sent my children off to Suzuki violin lessons from the moment that they can walk.

Everyone may join in my little celebration; I have vanquished the cubicle-dwelling, file-munching monster! I am now a full-time student, WITH a co-curricular activity fee to her name. (In case you missed my previous rant, the college messed up both my credits and my activity fee.) I took those ladies to town, yes I did! I said, "no, I am NOT a part-time student, and yes, I do want my financial aid if you don't mind!" Or something like that.

On a lighter note, the fire alarm in Ylvisaker (Il-vuh-soccer) has gone off at least six times. My fellow students have banded together to form a new on-line messege board; "Let me burn alive, I'd rather sleep!" Seeing as how the fire alarm noise is now like a beeping alarm clock - people just don't wake up for it.

Oh yes, I have wrangled myself a ride to Decorah Covenant Church on Sunday. Just in case all of you were wondering how little 'ol me was doing in traditional Lutheran services.

Another point of interest: The flat-rate meal charge for dinner at Luther is $6.50. Now, I was thinking to myself, how do I eat $6.50 worth of food? I usually have cereal for dinner. (That's right, folks, even in the culinary paradise know as the Luther Cafeteria, I STILL eat ceral 2-3 times a day.) And then it hit me! Why not do my grocery-shopping in the cafeteria? I bought 4 yogurts at Fairway, ate the contents, cleaned them, and refilled them with Caf yogurt. I also colected an entire box's worth of mini wheats from the cereal bar. I hijacked an entire bottle of soymilk, 7 apples, a bottle of diet Coke, and a bottle of Crystal Light, and a muffin. My next goal is to safely transport a salad....or maybe an entire loaf of bread. Hmm...the choices spread out before me....

On Friday, September 30th, I will try to find myself a ride up to Carlton/St. Olaf. There is a weekend-long Swing Dancing Symposium going on. (I am only staying for the Friday night swing dance) I am going through the Luther College Swing Club. And for all who are curious, I can now Lindy Hop, Cuddle, Dip, and do the 'ol Eastcoast swing. It's lotsa' fun, and we get really sweaty at practice.

By the way, Dad, thank you ever-so-much for the CD's. I have also added every The Cure CD to my collection, as well as The Bravery, The Ahn Trio, and Ben Folds Five. (Dad, Ben Folds will change your life, I promise. He's like The Ramones meet Billy Joel.) ; )

Weeeeellllll......That's about it for me. I think that my roommate wants to sleep now. Everyone stay warm and safe, and remeber, it's only a Chicago Style Dog in Chicago!


XOXOXOX - Anneliese Tiessen

I HATE beuracracy

To say that I was mildly annoyed today would be an understatement. I recieved an e-mail today from the financial aid office. Apparently, I am only taking 9 credit hours this semester. Can these people do NOTHING right? Grrrrrr.....

I am taking 14 credit hours - last time I checked, so not to worry. Why else would I be at class 6 hours a day, every day? Hmm? All of this paper pushing * Shredding, cough cough * has definately given me a headache; and I have a paper to write. I suppose I will have to storm the cubicles tomorrow (for the THIRD time.)

In response to any who were curious: (You know who you are) there are PLENTY of cute boys hanging around campus; mostly playing frisbee, and trying to steal bread from the cafeteria. Growing up with three brothers, however, has pretty much spoiled any fantasies that I hold about the oppostie sex. Needless to say, I do not find myself as enamored with the fact that I live in a co-ed dorm as some of my floormates do. Guys are smelly. Period.

I have found myself becoming intensly competitve about horn playing. I am dwelling in an incredibly music-rich environment. About 65% of the Luther student body is involved with some form of music. Did you know that there is an online message board for entitled "Luther outcasts who have no musical talent" ? I love being in a place where you can hear opera being sung in the hallway, and can hear Chopin leaking out of a practice room. Anyway, my new goal is making it into Symphony Orchestra by next semster. (They're going on tour...here's hoping, guys.)

Well, I would love to stay and type, but I have more pressing matters...like writing that Paideia paper. Oh, and there is supposed to be a mojor card game going down in my room tonight. Gotta book! (Ha ha, "book," get it?


Almost Completely sincerely,

Anneliese

I HATE beuracracy

To say that I was mildly annoyed today would be an understatement. I recieved an e-mail today from the financial aid office. Apparently, I am only taking 9 credit hours this semester. Can these people do NOTHING right? Grrrrrr.....

I am taking 14 credit hours - last time I checked, so not to worry. Why else would I be at class 6 hours a day, every day? Hmm? All of this paper pushing * Shredding, cough cough * has definately given me a headache; and I have a paper to write. I suppose I will have to storm the cubicles tomorrow (for the THIRD time.)

In response to any who were curious: (You know who you are) there are PLENTY of cute boys hanging around campus; mostly playing frisbee, and trying to steal bread from the cafeteria. Growing up with three brothers, however, has pretty much spoiled any fantasies that I hold about the oppostie sex. Needless to say, I do not find myself as enamored with the fact that I live in a co-ed dorm as some of my floormates do. Guys are smelly. Period.

I have found myself becoming intensly competitve about horn playing. I am dwelling in an incredibly music-rich environment. About 65% of the Luther student body is involved with some form of music. Did you know that there is an online message board for entitled "Luther outcasts who have no musical talent" ? I love being in a place where you can hear opera being sung in the hallway, and can hear Chopin leaking out of a practice room. Anyway, my new goal is making it into Symphony Orchestra by next semster. (They're going on tour...here's hoping, guys.)

Well, I would love to stay and type, but I have more pressing matters...like writing that Paideia paper. Oh, and there is supposed to be a mojor card game going down in my room tonight. Gotta book! (Ha ha, "book," get it?


Almost Completely sincerely,

Anneliese

Where is she now?

Hey Guys!

So I hear that people were wondering what I was up to, during these inagural weeks at college. To say that I was having a good time would be an understatement. It was such a shock to be able to talk to people, and have them understand not only my vocabulary, but my shockingly bad puns, and references to indie movies and British comedy. I was originally taking 18 credits this semester, until I realized that I actually enjoyed food and sleep; you know, life's little frills. : ) I am taking four classes - Music Theory (very, very, hard) Ear Training, (Not so hard, except for the singing in solfage part) Painting Studio (Yes, it is a real class, with homework, and it happens to be 4 1/2 hours long) and
Paideia (A mix of History, Philosophy, and English - very liberal arts.) I am participating in Chamber Orchestra. We are working on Beethoven's 8th, Some Mozart thingie, and another random tune which hasn't been given to the French Horns yet. Anyway, music has become very competitive for me. I am once again an upstart Freshman who must prove herself to the upper-classmen. It's going to be a good time in the music department, I am sure. Some other Shenanigans that I am involved in include Christian Democrats, Swing (dancing) club, Student Activities Council (Concert division - I get to work the Bravery YES, THE BRAVERY concert, Oct. 7) and the Asian American club. I got conned into it by a friend of mine. Anyway, I get free Moon Cakes, and Japanese bean candy. I'm doing my work study at Marty's (Short for Martin Luther) cafe. Their slogan is "A Reformation in Relaxation." I got a kick out of it. Anyway, I really love college, it is soooooo much better than high school, and it is also nice that people are finally realizing how awesome I am. I joined a group on Facebook (basically a network for college students) called, "I don't know how to tell you this, but I'm kind of a big deal. People know me." People like all of you wonderful people who are going to read my blog! I bet you're reading this now! Read, read, read....Alright, sorry about that...I;m a little tired at the moment. But this is what I'm up to; I'll probably update every three days or so. So keep on your toes, people! You never know when I'll decide to study! Or eat a sandwich! College life is crazy, you know.

TTFN! Anneliese

P.S. "TofuPrincess" didn't happen to be a taken name. Plus, I really like tofu. It's like, my thing.