While most people look to the weekend for their parties, I find myself looking to the weekends for a chance to toss a disc around. That or studying. Although I’ll admit I didn’t study quite as much as I should have.
It started on Thursday. As President of the Club Frisbee Team, I wanted to find a chance to pit our squad against another school without having to travel miles for an entire weekend extravaganza against teams three times our size with way more work invested into their skills. I found the Wabash team, of similar size and skill, who agreed to come out and play us for a scrimmage match. After a hard fought battle in which each of us proved how well we can do (as well as how many mistakes we are capable of), we came out on top, 15-13.
Sometimes I ask myself "Why is that frisbee getting bigger?"
It was one of my proudest moments as a leader on this campus. Not just organizing, but also seeing all of our players get out there and do their best with everything we’ve taught and practiced.*sniff* They grow up so fast!
The next event was the Frisbee Fling, a philanthropy event but on by Alpha Chi Omega. More relaxed of an atmosphere, the fraternities and sororities got together to play some relaxed games in support of the Julian Center.
And then it hits me.
Tagged: Andrew Erlandson, Butler, club, college, frisbee, philanthropy, students, team, ultimate, university, wabash
For the next few months, the majority of my posts will be directed at graduating high school seniors, given the nature of this job, the timing, and the relationship I should have with my readership. Relationships. That sounds like a good place to start, no matter how poor of a transition it took to get there.
There goes ma' lady.
Also speaking of timing, it is a key factor for relationships among high school and college age students. Realize it’s completely out of one’s control. All of us are in a phase of our lives that will involve much changing, maturing, and moving. We aren’t going to be a in a stable environment for at least four years (unless you feel like living in a dorm for the rest of your life and living off of an Easy Mac diet), making any relationship difficult to maintain.
For those heading off to different colleges than their girlfriend or boyfriend, be prepared for a few difficult months. I would never say that it’s impossible, only that the rarest exceptions survive it. If it should go sour (and this will doubtless be hard, emotionally speaking) at least there will be a community of professors, friends, and fun to get your mind off of it.
Do not think of this as a reprimand, or advice even. Only a cautionary tale. The idea being that you won’t trot into what you had imagined to be a cake walk but learn to find is a boiled-spinach-and-beats walk.
(Note: I may speak wise words but that doesn’t mean I live by them. I’m as subject to emotions as anyone and currently am dating a wonderful girl who both lives in a different state and will be residing in another continent for the summer. But hey, what can ya do?!)
Tagged: advice, Andrew Erlandson, college, dating, graduating, high, relationship, relationships, school, seniors, transition
After returning to Indiana from Italy, I readjust myself to a life that for 20 years had seemed normal but now appeared to me foreign and uncomfortable. I was soon to be one of the big men on campus, but it’s clear at this point that no one really cares for that. In fact, the seniors are those already fading themselves out of college life while the freshmen, sophomores and juniors are those who really generate activity on the campus.
My eyes are set on the world beyond college. Again I think of all the options that I’ll have after walking across the stage, the jobs I can pursue and the life-defining decisions I will be making. Yet one cannot deny the horror of stepping beyond. I can imagine a million things to do, and against my will I see myself falling into the English Major trap and getting a cushy job at Barnes and Noble (not that I would necessarily be unhappy but…COME ON!).
Current Issue: so many things to do! And only a summer to do them in. I find myself locked into a number of jobs and internships that should tide me over for the sweating months—turns out that it’s much easier to get a job once you break into that first one. If only someone had told 2009 Me…