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Name: Lika
Birthday: 3/24/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: dancing my life away, singing in the shower, rockin' out in my car, traveling, speaking different languages, making friends with the baristas at Starbucks, taking NAPS, teaching 2-year-olds how to point their feet, throwing people off.
Expertise: Enthusiasm
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AIM:  Leslikaasaurus
Member Since:
4/24/2005
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| I need a break from homework and studying and researching. and I need to get all the stress and frustration and disappointment out of me. Midterms are over and everyday I get back grades and that I can only frown at. It's the perfectionist in me. It's my pride. and right now it pretty much doesn't exist.
I've never considered myself smart. I'm not stupid, mind you, just absent-minded. But I've always worked through it and got good grades and brought up grades when they needed to be brought up. Before I came to WM I had received a C or below on any assignment in only one course in my life. That course was anatomy and even with a car accident in the middle of midterms and a failed test here and there I finished that course with C because I worked my butt off for an A on the final. But I keep getting C's and D's left and right here and it's killing my resolve. I keep up my grades in arabic because languages are like breathing to me. but everything else, not acceptable. and I work harder than I ever have and I lose more sleep because of studying and I take notes in class and I talk to professors and nothing. still a disappointment. killing me.
I want my mom. | | |
| hi my name is leslie and my day was just ruined by getting a D on my econ test. pretty much want to sit in the fetal position and cry for the rest of the day. and it bothers me that grades mean so much to me. but I can't afford to fail anything. I don't know if I can even afford a C. the end | | |
| yeah this one won't be so long...and I'll fill you in.
I'm not dancing at all anymore. I placed in Modern 3 but my back wasn't doing too well so I dropped it. I auditioned for a jazz company and didn't get in. but I wasn't too disappointed because my back just wasn't doing well. and I doubt I would've lasted long in it anyway. and it leaves more room for focusing on studying and doing.
my mom would beso proud of me. I do all of my homework the day is assigned. I haven't procrastinated on anything yet. I tidy my room almost daily. andI get up between 7-8 every morning. I know, I'm not sure I'm even Leslie anymore.
I'm not homesick. and I don't consider that a bad thing. yeah I miss people. and I'm lonely somtimes. but not in a homesick way. I KNOW that I'm suppose to be here.
I have made friends. a few at least. I live in a suite. so there are four us that share a tee tiny bathroom. Amy, my roomate is cool. we are in no way close, but we get along alrightmost ofthe time. Sophia and Rachel are our suite mates. they're great. rachel and amy are good friends and sophia and I hit it off great. I think she is going to come home with me this friday for the night. She and I are a lot a like but not too much a like. I like her a lot.
I LOVE RACHEL BECAUSE SHE GAVE ME THE NEW JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE CD!!!
across the hall is another suite of four girls. cassondra and Anna are theater people. Anna is actually majoring in it and Cassondra is just an ethusiast who likes to stand on beds and dance around to Le Vie Boheme and Defying Gravity. We get along great if didn't already guess.
they share with natasha and hyun joo. natasha has crazy long hair. and she adores country music. she's majoring in chemistry because she's good at it and couldn't think of anything to major in. Hyun joo is from korea and she thinks I'm one ofthe most amusing creatures on the planet. I could say "bagel" and she would think it's the funniest thing in the world.
I have other friends on my hall and most of the freshmen boys on the 3rd floor think I'm great. and a few in some classes. so I'm all good.
so my RA is hott. because we're transfers on my hall somehow they fogot to give us an RA or something but we ended up with the RA from the 3rd floor with the freshmen boys. so I have a male RA and he's hott. actually I'm pretty sure that if he didn't have a girlfriend I'd have to set Operation: Set Matt Up WIth Leslie in motion. actually second day of orientation I was convince that no hott guys came to W&M and then we had to go to some honor pledge thing and he was standing up in front tell us what to say and I was like "that is the only hott guy on campus" and I went to the hall meeting that night and low and behold he was my RA. I HEAR YOU GOD.
ok sorry it'slong again. I'm donefor right now.. | | |
| wow a month to the day of my last post. forgive my neglect.
where do I start? to explain to you how much has happened, how much has changed, how much I've changed? This is will be a long entry.
let me start by apologizing for lack of spaces. it's because this space bar sucks. and I'm too lazy to always go back and fix it all the time.
August was amonth of preparation. getting all my junk together and put in boxes so I could move up here to the lovely williamsburg. August wasalso a month of drama. friendships were forged. friendships were cut off. people broke up. people got together. people died. people married. people had babies. As I went through august I was overwhelmed by the emotions and the stress of everything. but as I look back, things weren't as bad as I thought they were. so I apologize for my overdramatic tendencies.
Urinetown was amazing! how many of you saw it? if you didn't you are missing out on more than you could ever know. I was sooo proud. not that I did a whole lot but just watching from the auditions to the read throughs to the rehearsals to the music to the dancing to the theater was a delightful experience. and I'm so glad I got to be a part of it. even when we didn't have a theater and we were supposed to open in a week. it was an adventure to say the least.
Anna moved in from Montana. If you don't her, then get to know her. I love her! definitely one of my favoritest people right now. I pretty much didn't want to move anymore once she moved in. just look for the really hot girl at church and that's probably her.
so then after everything I own was packed into boxes and suitcase and laundry baskets and plastic bags, I loaded it all into my car and my moms van, woke up at 6 on the 25th and I drove the hour or so to Williamsburg to start furthering my stupid education at a crazy smart school.
The College Of William And Mary In Virginia.
wow. the first week and even now I have to pinch myself and ask, am I really here? was I really accepted here? it feels like I'm visiting another school like when I was attending the Universidad De Costa Rica. I remember walking thiscampus when i was probably 12 or 13 and thinking about how beautiful it was. and buying a W&M shirt in the bookstore. remember walking in Washington Hall and seeing the huge, intimidating steps and feeling likeI belonged in that building. I find it interesting that I had that feeling before I knew that it was the modern languages building and ironicall enough I had that feeling before I even had an interest in modern languages. but I climb those huge, intimidating steps everyday to go tomy Arabic classes and I still feel that sense of belonging. that connection with those stairs. I want to take someone's picture there awfully bad.
so i move in. move the furniture around probably three times. buy a lot of organizing stuff and leave my mom to do what she does best while I took care of parking permits and other small details. I came and had to have an orientation of where everything was in my room. my mom is crazy to be as organized as she is.
then reall orientation started. 5 DAYS OF ORIENTATION! freakin crazy. and I am a transfer, I had it easy. the freshman started at 8 every morning and sometime went til midnight. but it all started with the welcome. and I had a floor seat in the auditorium with the rest of the transfers so I was really close to the speakers. As I listened to Gene Nichol, the president of the college, and Ryan Scofield, the president of the student assembly, talk and welcome all the new students and their families, I felt that belonging that they kept insisting we all had. I don't remember much of what they had to say but I walked out of that building feeling the passion that they so obviously have for this school.
Go Tribe! Hark Upon The Gale!
The rest of orientation of long and somewhat monotonous but we had good times.
Monday everyone had to go to their academic advisors and get some stupid number so we couldregister for the rest of our classes. my appointment was of course at 8am. kill me now. but I got the number. I also had a dance evaluation but I talk about dance later.
Tuesday was the day to register. before this period we were allowed to register for up to 11 credits. tuesday we were to register for up to 18. well I just needed one class. Social and Political Philosophy. well really any philosophy class to fulfill the GER that I didn't have. of course every philosophy course that didn'tconflict with schedule was full. so I spent probably 4 hours refreshing Banner hoping that someone would drop so I could add it. and finally at almost 5 in the afternoon someone did andI got my class. but it was touch and go there for a while.
Wednesday classes started. I love allof my classes. even though I realized that my majoris pretty much the major for people who couldn't decide between Government, Economics, History, and languages. because every semester for the rest of my undergraduate lifeI will have one ofeach ofthose classes.
One day I'll sit down and tell you all about mycrazy professors because they are atrip. but this entry is already long andI have so much more to say and you're probablyalready bored. if you even started to read this at all.
Thursday was fairly uneventful. classes and homework isall that I can really recall.
FRIDAY!! FRIDAY WAS A GREAT DAY!!
ERNESTO! ernesto messed everything up. we were supposed to have opening convocation where some speaker gets up and tells the classof 2010 that they are going to accompllish more than any other class in the history of the school could accomplish and then all the new student walk through the Wren Building (remeind me to tell you about it some other time) to be greeted by the rest of the student body. well Convocation didn't happen because ernesto freakin came through and blew down trees and took out power and flooded everything. but we're college students, what do we care? we went out and played in it!
Ultimate frisbee in the a very flooded Sunken Gardens inthe middle of a tropical storm is SO much fun. by the end of it it was slip and slide ultimate frisbee. people were skim boarding, playing football, I even convinced 5 guys to go streaking. afterwards we went to retros which is across the street from our dorm and ate hotdogs while we created puddles big enough for ducks to swim in on their floor.
there are two suites at the end of the first floor of Brown hall. I live in one of them. of the eight roomates split between the four rooms four went out of town for the weekend. one from each room. so the four left behind bonded. From watching the OC to getting rejected atparties and sitting out on our front lawn at 3am smoking cigars and yelling at drunk people passing by. the Brownies had a good time none the less.
Classes are in full swing. I am doing well. I love it here. My grandfather is very proud of me and that makes me happy. I have made at least one good friend. and I met two potentials today. I love my classes. I'mexcited about mymajor. and I have this incredible craving do be amazing because people at this school go above and beyond in everything. I'm not homesick. I'm not lonely. I'm not worried.
I feel like I'm where I'm supposedto be. andI haven't felt that in a really long time. | | |
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