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Hey everyone, I am Cathryn. I am going into my 5th year of pharmacy at Butler University. I am also working toward a minor in Science, Technology & Society! In my spare time, I enjoy hanging out with friends and writing. I've been working on NaNoWriMo and am hoping to be published at some point in the near future as well. Most of the time you can catch me studying in the library or browsing the Internet. Oh, and did I mention that I got married last summer?

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Archive: April 2011

Catching Up

The tournament’s been over for over a week now, but I still have pictures to post. Deal with it!

I bought a vuvuzela just for the tournament.

I was really worried about taking it to Hinkle Fieldhouse for the viewing party. I thought that security would take it away or the people in front of me would get mad. NEITHER HAPPENED. The people in front of me were Butler alumni and the guy directly in front of me there said he loved it.

It’s nice to see some love for the vuvuzela. :D

Right! So! The Final Four was such a great game. I was so happy to be a part of the Butler family at Hinkle and watch a hard earned win. Here’s my bulldog face to prove it.

It was a really good run in the tournament this year. Campus is always buzzing, even with the team not coming back to Indy for the final games. I saw at least a dozen news vans on campus! One morning, there were three parked outside of Hinkle as I was walking back from class, and I saw a guy in sweats with a huge Starbucks drink booking it into the building. I squinted and realized Brad Stevens had dodged three bullets. Go Brad go!

I always get sad when the tournament is over. There’s this kind of dullness that takes over as we all realize we’ve been ignoring everything but basketball for three weeks. Sigh!

As an aside, I almost ran over Shelvin Mack in the parking lot of the Apartment Village last week. Sorry Shelvin. :(

Scrappy. Relentless. Bulldogs.

It rained all day yesterday.

I think the hardest thing to forget is the sound a crowd makes when something bad happens. Hinkle Fieldhouse was tense last night. Thirteen shots bounced out of rim as if the ball was cursed. The crowd’s collective “awwww” was just as loud as its cheers when Mack got in a 3-pointer just before the half to take us into the lead. The sound was painful. The disappointment was hard to stomach. A man sitting behind me shouted at the screen like a father trying to get his sons to improve their game–his frustration was only the beginning.

As the minutes clicked by and we went scoreless, I couldn’t fathom what was going on. Sure, UConn’s defense was on its game, but what was stopping us from getting those baskets? Also: why did CBS have a premade graphic of Butler’s “poor shooting”?

When it got down to a minute left in the game, I think I got a little choked up. It wasn’t about winning. Sure, I wanted to win. But I wanted our team, who worked so hard and got all the way here, to finally take the Championship we were so close to getting last year. I wanted the Bulldogs to be proud of themselves and at least shrug and say, “Well, we played a good game.”

But I knew they were going to be down on themselves. It was a bad half. A really bad half, the worst half we could have had in the biggest game of the season. So Vanzant and Howard cried in the locker room, and even Brad Stevens got choked up. I hate seeing such an extraordinary group of men feel like that.

And this morning, live from Hinkle Fieldhouse, Channel 13 alleged that the campus was dead, that we obviously lost a piece of the Butler spirit with the game last night. Woman, please. It is 11 AM and we have the day off. We’re sleeping the game away, and then we’re going to welcome our boys home.

“‘They’re scrappy, relentless,’ said Wisconsin junior guard Jordan Taylor. ‘I don’t know, they’re just tough kids. They never quit. That’s what makes them winners.'”

New phone!

Yes! I got a new phone! What kind, you ask?

You’ve probably never heard of it.

It’s a Cincinnati Bell original called the Blaze. Which is awesome.

I got it almost 2 weeks ago. I’m not used to the touch screen yet. Texts that used to take me fifteen seconds to type now take up to 3 minutes. I was going to demonstrate with a video, but I’ve gotten good enough at typing that it’s just not embarrassing enough, and therefore not worth it.

But seriously, just call me if you’re going to ask a question that requires a complicated answer. My predictive text can get kind of shady.

Curtis text while on spring break: I’m bored!

Me: Want to do my [predictive text offers: wife, husband, brother] … research?

Predictive text, why?! I think it has an evil mind of its own.

I’m going to use my phone for good and not for evil tomorrow and get some pictures of the blue fountains on campus. Final Four festivities are going to be off the hook tomorrow!! :)

Summer Rotations

I’m going to intern at a hospital this summer!


There’s a great program here at Butler where you can get your hospital internship hours through a 4-week program. Unfortunately I have no status on when and where I’m doing this program, and I won’t hear until next week. There are complications, apparently. This is a little distressing considering Curtis and I are going to look for an apartment on Saturday. And I haven’t a clue when we’re going to move in.

BUT. I’m not going to stress about the possibility of having to move all of my stuff here back to Cincinnati and then back to Indy later in the summer due to having to intern back home or something. Nope. Not worried.

Anyway, it’s officially Friday. Get your earplugs ready.

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Oh, and to put a cap on this fabulous week, I just remembered I need to finish my group research paper. It’s 12:36 AM and I have lab at 8 in the morning. whywhywhy. :(