Benches

In my opinion OWU should have more benches. I came to this conclusion walking around the campus a few Saturdays ago. I had been walking for a bit and decided that I needed to sit and take a break but there was no bench to sit upon. Some would say I am just whining because there is always grass, but the convenience of a bench is something that should never be overlooked.

Why Benches are Convenient:
1) It invites a person to take a break. When walking, the last thing a person wants to do is stop and have to bend all the way to the ground to take a seat. Once situated, said person does not want to get up again because they already took the time to get down and get comfortable. It shortens the walk leading to obesity. (not really but I bet I made some of ya'll laugh).

2) A bench is a lovely place to rest and take in the scenery. It invites people to look around. OWU has a beautiful campus and more benches would make people stop and notice.

3) Benches actually encourage people to start walking again. Their feet are already on the ground so the incentive to get up and go it there, plus, when sitting on a bench, examplery person is already half way to walking because they do not have to get up off the ground.

Why Benches are not so convenient but still better than no benches:
1) They are made of stuff like wood and metal which is sometimes hard to find . . . except its not.

2) They sit upon the grass and flatten/kill it. I like grass but a little bit of flat grass never hurt anyone.

3) Sometimes they are uncomfortable but still more comfortable than sitting upon rocks, sticks, raccoons, and squirrels.

So, now that we have all agreed that OWU needs more benches because they are awesome, I will provide some pictures of prime bench spots. Enjoy and I hope to see you on a bench somewhere nearby.

Today

I am writing a blog. You are apparently reading it. I suppose you are curious how my unscheduled life is going. Haha, without editing I wrote ungoing . . . I am tired this evening. Today was the OWU Science Visit day so I was a host last night and gave tours all day today. All day is an exaggeration but it felt like it. Sleeping wasn't on my agenda this weekend. Friday night equaled four hours and Saturday night equaled nine hours and Sunday night equaled seven point five hours for a total of twenty point five. I shouldn't complain but you are reading a girl who usually gets nine hours a night, school and weekend. I believe in sleep. I'm in bed by ten and up near seven. It's a good routine.

So, what happened this past week. Is it bad that I can't really remember? Oh, I conducted my first interview for the Transcript (the OWU newspaper). I'd never done an official-for-something-interview before so after I finished it I jumped and danced around my dorm room. Then I danced across campus and I was so excited. It was a decent article too. I think, that for my first time, I did an amazing job. Check it out in the upcoming issue.

What else . . . oh! On Friday, author Brian Groh gave a small presentation. It was very nice. Ohio Wesleyan is very good about getting speakers on campus and getting the information about them out to students. Campus wide e-mails are probably the best invention since car doors. But Brian Groh came and he spoke and it was excellent. He is a debut novelist. His novel is titled Summer People. Check it out.

Have a great one.

Pictures: First is of my phone in the Bishop Cafe. I was with it but behind it because I was taking the picture. Second is of me on Ryan's shoulders, in my dorm room. Right beside us is my bed, the one that I dove off of the first night on campus. Picture three: Can you find the bug?

Scheduling the Unscheduled

My calender is filled with more stuff from the past two weeks of school that it was for the entire summer. Is that not ridiculous? Not that I mind too much; I like being busy, but my goodness. I thought I led a very active life this summer but by the calender, I suppose not. But, thinking about it, I suppose my summer activities weren't the planned sort. My summer adventures weren't the sort that you could write on a calender and say "On this Thursday, July 12th, Olivia and I are going to get a lime-aid and drink it by the river while discussing the finer points of life."

I don't even know if July 12th was a Thursday.

But I'm sure ya'll catch my drift. There is something to be appreciated in events with a schedule. I guess that is what summer is for. It would be a little harder, in campus society, to plan groups and organizations without consistency. And class attendance would be a nightmare. But not everything about campus has to be planned. I realized tonight that I've gotten myself on an interesting schedule when it comes to things that should be unscheduled. As I paid for my dinner it hit me. I eat at the same exact times everyday. Breakfast is the only thing that varies. Lunch is at 11:30am and dinner is at five pm, every day, including most weekends.

I don't like that too much.

Also, I realized that the only reason it happens is because that's when my closer friends eat. I think I'm going to start variatizing the eating times. I can meet new people that way and I won't feel so scheduled because honestly, who schedules unscheduled events. Not me any more.

College advice: don't get so scheduled that everything you do relies on a schedule. It'll make you boring and bored with yourself.

Have a great one.

Pictures: The first two are of Ryan and my adventure to Blue Limestone Park. The second two of the Anime night Ryan, Zoe, Tristan and I had in my room.

Week One Done, How Many to Go?!

Granted this post is being composed on day one of week two so I suppose the title is a bit late but today I am not in a caring mood. So, the first week was a good one. I went to class and then went to some more class. I went to meetings. I gave tours. I was in my cousin's wedding this past weekend. It's been fun. I'm almost finished with room set up. I wrote a poem with magnetic words on our fridge. I learned how to play Scrabble on Facebook.

The knees are recovering from my grand fall. They are still bruised but not as bad as it was. I will say that they did not appreciate the four inch heels I wore for the wedding but neither did my toes and they weren't bruised from a fall.

I got a camera so my blog will have even higher quality digital technology. I am still in love with the paint pictures though, so don't be alarmed. I will still include some scenes done with paint. I feel that it allows so a quality that can't be achieved the a camera. There are some events that can't be capture with pixels. In such instances (or if I've got a lot of time that isn't devoted to reading) the paint pictures will reappear.

There is a squirrel hopping outside my window. Now he is in the tree. Wait, there are two squirrels. There is on in the tree and one on the roof of the workout center. I have a lovely view of sweaty people from my bedroom window and my desk window. At least the outdoor space around the sweaty people is nice. I might want to be a sweaty person one of these days. I really would like to start running again, but I don't run inside because running in place defeats the purpose of running. I would run outside, among the surroundings of the sweaty people.

There are now three squirrels and they are chasing each other.

Have a great one.

Pictures: Number one is me, Ryan, Zoe, Ryan hiding in the background and Ryan's pants. Second is of Ryan. Third is at the reception that is my cousin and me. Fourth is my camera done in paint because you can't take a picture of your camera with your camera.

Post Number 50

I am excited and you should be too because this post, this one right here, is post number fifty! I've been entertaining readers for fifty posts and let me tell you that this lovely number fifty won't disappoint.
Are ya'll ready?

At this point in the life of my blog some would consider it "over the hill" but Bloggity feels "young as a spring chicken". It is in the prime of life and all it sees is the "golden road of success" stretching out before it. Lovely Bloggity; though the internet birth canal you were introduced to the world and boy did you come out swinging. Some were entertained, some doubted, some even had the audacity to argue with you, thinking they could overpower you but no. Bloggity you are strong and with eloquent dialog you "shut them down". And the joy and the learning and the pain have continued fifty posts strong and I, my dear Bloggity, look forward to fifty more.

The Perfect Start

Ah, so I moved onto campus yesterday. Moving took time and setting up took time and did ya'll know there is a lot of time invested in moving onto campus? This year, Megan and I get one side of the room and Mery and Selby have the other with a desk-shared center space. I'm not cozy with the layout but so far we've made it work. But, because the actual organization section of the moving is a tab bit boring I will continue into the entertaining part that happened early early early in the morning.

Premise: Megan and I bunked our beds. I am on the top.

Last night at about two-thirty am my dorm had a fire drill. The first night we're all on campus and we're already being evacuated from a building. It was blah. But the most blah part of it was that when the alarm went off I was sleeping and in my sleepingness I totally forgot that I was up in the air. I don't remember the actual falling and to be honest I didn't really wake up until I was outside with inside-out pants and a very sore knee.
Yes, in the fall all I did was scrap up and bruise my knee. Today it is swollen and stiff and pretty colors. I am lucky that I didn't break something though like my arm or my leg or my head or Megan.

To add to the mayhem I am in a wedding next weekend with a dress that just barely covers my knees and four inch heels . . . I am excited about the wedding just not so excited that I get to show off my bruise. Maybe it will go away before the wedding. Oh, and I hope the skin comes back . . . that part is not too bad because I fell on a rug.

Yes, so that was my start to my sophomore year. Memorable is the word I would choose. Everything should be memorable.

Have a great one.

Pictures: First is a picture of the roommates. From left to right is Mery, Selby, me, and then Megan. Pictures two is of me on move in day and my mass amounts of hangers. Thanks for the pic. Mery. Third is the bed situation and fourth is my knee after the fall. That is as of this afternoon.

Pack Pack Pack

Pack.

I am packing. I was packing. I packed. Pack. Backpack. Saddle pack. Fanny pack. Meat packing. Pack the trunk. Pack the suitcase. Pack that sprain with ice. Pack that bleeder. Pack with care, use Styrofoam. Speed packing. Cram packing. Careful packing. Space packing. Pack for vacation. Pack for school. Pack for space camp. Pack for Grandma's.

Hmm, so, I wonder what activity has encompassed my past few days. Between laundry and locating suitcases I smell like musty soap. Contradictory I suppose and today a few friends told me I smelled good. Maybe I smelled like nothing that was the reason it was good. Sometimes that is the best smell, nothing. I do get frustrated by perfumes and cologne. One squirt and that is enough. My goodness you don't want to smell like the shop. I suppose that some scents are faint and then a little more is okay but I really don't want to smell ya before I see ya, even in the scent is pleasant.

But yes, so the packing.

I also want to welcome the freshmen to campus. Yay freshmen. They all moved in yesterday or Tuesday . . . I'm not sure but I welcome them and theirselves to the campus. I hope their first semester at OWU is fun and education and fun.

I've got one and half days left at home. I move in on Saturday. It is a sad thing because I am a homebody and my friends in Cincy really are a great group of people. I'm excited to get back to OWU but I wish I could pack them all up in a suitcase and take them with me. I wonder if my roommates would mind them living in my closet . . . I wonder if Mike would fit in my closet ;)

Have a great one.

PS: forgive the lack of pictures I was going through my blogs and realized that this one is unpublished so I quickly published it and then realized that there are no pictures. I would like to say that I will later add pictures but I know me and I won't. So please don't get your hopes up.