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My name is Olivia and I am a senior at Butler University. I spend most of my time in Lilly Hall as a BFA Dance Performance major. When not in rehearsal or ballet class, I write papers for my English Literature second major. In my super-abundant, never-lacking, this-is-highly-sarcastic spare time, I attempt to cook in my apartment kitchen, watch Youtube videos of ballet, knit sweaters that never seem to come to an end, and read books both silly and serious. If I could take any class at Butler just for kicks, I'd go for DiffyQ.

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Posts Tagged “winter break”

Home Sweet Home

I’ve finally home! After Nutcracker, then dance finals, then academic finals (aka writing papers till I drop), then a lovely weekend at Butler, then taking dance resumé photos in Cleveland (story for later), then a flight through Atlanta to Richmond (as per usual), and I finally made it home to my sisters and parents and rabbits and so on. And my comfy bed. Cannot forget about that, no no no.

More and more I envy those students who can drive home. Airlines don’t offer direct flights from Indianapolis to Richmond, so I’m always connecting through Atlanta, Cleveland, Charlotte, Chicago. Next thing you know, I’ll be going through a really out-of-the-way city like Santa Fe.

This is the first time in over a year I haven’t been in school. I entered junior year, with the personal decision to prep for my TA position over winter break by reading the first half of The Sound and the Fury. I came out of the class loving the book, but that first attempt at understanding William Faulkner’s take on “a tale told by an idiot” stands in my memory as one of the more frustrating things I’ve done.

Then spring semester of junior year. Then the first few weeks of summer, where I tried desperately to catch up on the BSI reading I knew I had to finish before starting BSI. Then BSI. Then early work for an English independent study. Then this fall began.

Where did all that time go? Into writing papers, suggests the list above, but also into dancing and learning what constitutes stereochemistry and cutting out paper snowflakes with my roommates and baking banana bread…

Good memories, good memories (BCC at Block Party)

The last year and a half were exceedingly busy, but I wouldn’t trade any of my experiences. Well, maybe a foot injury here or there, yet events have an uncanny way of sorting themselves out in the end.

It’s so so good to be home. Also, to write in sentence fragments because this won’t be graded.

On the merits of dawdling

I kind of like hanging out at Butler for a few days after I’m finished with my last exams. I am always anxious to see my family, but I like staying afterwards for several reasons. Which I shall list:

1. I have time to clean my room, my kitchen, my restroom, my living room… Towards the end of the semester, items tend to pile up. I know myself. I know I won’t suddenly become organized in the last days of cramming for finals. I know I won’t do laundry when my monster physics test makes menacing sounds from its corner. I know I won’t be packed and ready to go right after my last final. I definitely won’t have cleaned my refrigerator of items like milk and spinach.

2. I like spending time with my Butler friends. The people I have met at Butler are among my closest confidants (as dramatic as that surely sounds), and I often feel like I don’t have a chance to enjoy their company during the academic year. For example, I watched my roommate watch her croutons brown in the oven on Thursday. How often does that happen during the semester?

3. I have unintentionally developed a ritual at the end of each semester. For the third semester running, I ended up in the basement of Irwin library, reading Shaun Tan‘s magnificent Tales From Outer Suburbia. Obviously I budget time for this.

4. Living in the Apartment Village this semester, I first experienced the challenge of eating all perishables before leaving the campus. I like to think my roommate and I did a rather good job. All I had to throw out was some homemade whipped cream, half a stick of butter, and some carrots. We managed to eat a bag and a half of spinach in two days. I made a spinach-egg frittata on Thursday night, and this morning? Well, this was the epic morning of crepes.

A friend and I have had a long-standing date to make banana pancakes. However, I decided to admit that pancakes are not exactly my strong suit, so we made crepes instead.

The last time I had a pancake-breakfast party with a friend, this is what happened:

Looks good, right?

False!

Very false!

Crepes, besides being in my grasp skill-wise, are excellent vehicles for using up ingredients like bananas and cheese and spinach. I would include “not all at once” in that statement, except my friend concocted–and ate–a banana, spinach, cheese, and Nutella crepe. I decided to give that one a pass.

All this said, I am excited to go home for the winter break! Richmond, here I come!