- Seasonal affective disorder
- Walking pneumonia
- Vitamin D deficiency
- Vitamin B deficiency
- General vitamin deficiency
- Boredom that could have clinical implications
- Early-onset blindness (I realize this makes the assumption that blindness is inevitable at some point. Early-onset is an onset earlier than death)
I really appreciate your readership of this blog.
So I had this idea. And it was one of those ideas right off the bat you half hate and half love – I’ve found those are most important to follow through on.
So I had this idea and it goes Don’t Take Any Pictures For The Whole Month Of January. None. Zero. For three reasons:
- The whole, be present in the moment, feel things instead of capture them, do it for yourself not for the world, train of thought.
- To see if I remember the month differently when all is said and done.
- My iPhone is full and my computer is full and my brain is full, I can’t possibly store any new memories.
I’m not allowed to take pictures, but I am allowed (even encouraged!) to capture everything. If I want to remember something I either need to write a description or draw a picture or both. Out of this I hope to improve my descriptive writing and increase my humility.
So, if I stick to this (and I will), Instagram will be totally silent for the month. But I just might have some more to say over here. I’ll keep you posted.
It’s weird where I’m at. I feel like I shed half of my college student identity months ago, moving my home and my life and my eating off campus and extracting myself from the grips of the SSC as well as I could. But at the same time, I’m in the delayed goodbye. I get to stay in my house and with my friends, and all the ways that life will be different are still hanging up in the air waiting for the second week of January to settle.
I’ll miss the exquisite and forbidden pleasure of having classes with friends. This was the thing I was worst at out of all of college, class with friends was a free-for-all that assumed rambunctiousness, coughing to cover up laughs in the back row, and excessive snacking.
I’ll miss the commiseration and celebration. I’ll miss being forced to study the Bible and 10 o’clock being synonymous with chapel and the Twitter favorites. Oh, I will miss the Twitter favorites.
I’ll miss fighting to figure out what I believe in an environment that promoted heavy agreement and heavy disagreement all at once. I’ll miss class discussions and professors that pull you into their office to ask you how you’re really doing.
I’ll miss the knowing and the being known that came so easy. The comfortable shell of a place that, for better or worse, has seen you at all sides.
I’ll miss late nights and early mornings, sunsets through the windows of the BTS, and library cubicles as the final straw of desperation. I’ll miss the people that taught me and the people that showed me. You don’t know what it’s going to be like when you’re really gone, but Cedarville will always be a part of us, won’t it?
I won’t miss Milner.
I haven’t posted in a long time. Months. I don’t know even know how many months. I could count, but I won’t. It’s been so long that I’m trapped in the spiral, now I can’t write anything cause there were so many other things that I totally ignored and it’s impossible to catch up. So I decided to do a brief re-cap in a hopefully un-lame way.
The major events of the last some amount of months in my life, in potential memoir titles.
- Do I Really Hate Capitalism Or Is This Reverse Culture Shock?
- National Football Letdown (When All Your Teams Are 0-5)
- Don’t Let Matt Pounds Sign Your Guest Book
- Boomer Sooner? A Brief Handbook On What That Even Means and How It Should Shape Your Worldview
- Project Survive Milner: A 1,600 Page Guide to Keeping the Light In Your Eyes
- She Totaled Her Car 800 Miles From Home, You Won’t Believe What Happens Next.
- He’s Going to Ship You the Car From Omaha and Nine Other Ways To Tell This Is a Craigslist Scam
- The Pursuit of Prius-ness
- 19 Jobs and Counting: Feeding Yourself as a College Student
- I Left Consumer Behavior and I’m Never Going Back: One Woman’s Take On the Cedarville School of Business
- When Your Christianity Gets In the Way of Your Marketing Degree (Alternatively Titled: How to Quiet That Conscience and Get Down To Business)
- Do Not Kill Humans and Other Advice for Group Projects
- There Is Far Too Much Food Sharing Going On Back There
- Thirteen Hours Isn’t That Far to Drive And Other Long Distance Lies We Tell
- Cool Kids Stay in School and Other Reasons You Shouldn’t Drop Out When You Only Have Eight Weeks Left
- Does Everyone Have Pants On? The Lodge Guide to Men
- I Haven’t Remembered to Turn Off My Curling Iron For Two Weeks: the Pros and Cons of Fixed Utilities
- Has Anyone Ever Interacted With a Butternut Squash Before? A Culinary Exploration
- Fake It Till You Make It (Outta There): A Guide to Conservatism at Family Reunions
- Pajamas in Public: How Far is Too Far?
- Have You Been Following What’s Happening With Drake?
- Congratulations on Making It Through College Without an At-Risk Report, Sike! (Alternatively Titled: How to Motivate Yourself to Show Up to Class)