Note to self: in the future, don't tell my Rabbi that he looks like Jack Skellington, and then lend him my copy of "Nightmare Before Christmas". Hmmm. It's becoming sweet torture, this beautiful weather - I can't study outside, because the wind blows away my homework, and I know enough people where I'd get distracted every few minutes, yet I can' ( Read more... )

There I was, sitting in Zach's room and trying to find my house on a Google map, and I couldn't. I couldn't find my house on a fricking map of Rochester, even with the Apache Mall and St. Mary's and landmarks. Damn. I was so bothered that I spoke incorrect Spanish to Zach. It really made me wonder how much of a Minnesotan I still am, despite my ( Read more... )

Here I am, surrounded by the clutter of my new room in Hansee, and trying to edit an anthropology paper due in two hours. I had my first anatomy exam today, on muscles, the skeleton, joints, and histology. It did not go as badly as I was predicting, but it could have been slightly better. Oh well. I can hear the cacophony of voices from Denny ( Read more... )

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It's so strange, trying to adjust to a life which is normal to so many college students, yet which to me now is so surreal. I try keeping a semblence of normalcy, but things are too different. All of my school friends ask me for stories about Brazil, yet friends from Minnesota do not ask me for pictures or stories or experiences. It makes me sad ( Read more... )

There are so many things I wish I could tell all of you about my trip to Brazil. So many memories, stories, experiences. The children we worked with were so... happy, happy despite the poverty. We painted a gym for a government-funded, poverty-level school, brushed the teeth of kids living in an orphanage, played with kids at another gym, got a ( Read more... )

T-minus five days until I leave for Brazil. I can't even concentrate on the final I have in three hours, because I'm too preoccupied with what I'm going to pack for a trip in five days. I can try to get postcards for people, and hopefully I have enough money, but I might send them after I get back to Seattle. So, there are a few people whose ( Read more... )

There's a strange relief in opening up and being vulnerable to another human being, especially after realizing how nervous you've been to be so open. I finally had the discussion with my religious higher-ups that I needed to have, during which I realized how nervous I was to have said discussion, out of fear of... many things. It was such a ( Read more... )

I think that I'm going to go talk to one of the Rabbis later, about... both of my decisions. I'm comfortable with both, yet I'm so very afraid. I just want to come out with both decisions to someone who can help me and talk me through things on a deeper level, but I'm afraid of trusting these secrets to someone with such authority. I don't know ( Read more... )

Here I sit, reading an article by streetlight, learning about the attitudes of East and West Germans of the 1950's towards American Western films, and trying to take in a day's worth of activities. Here I am, trying to process the information I've gathered from two friends I trust, both of them sharing their own experiences on how they've gotten ( Read more... )