"If you don't know where you are going, any road will take you there." Alice in Wonderland

Monday, May 7, 2012


So, Saturday, I totally graduate.

This is pretty much what I feel like doing this entire week.

But instead, I am packing. Who knew one could accumulate so much stuff over 4 years of school.

Some Chicago updates.

I will be moving to Chicago in August, electing to spend time with my family during the summer months.

I will not be going alone.

Kelli and I will be living together in Chicago, probably wizard dueling over who has control of the remote.

But before I am off to Gotham City, there are a few housekeeping things I must do.

I have successfully completed all my finals, so now is the ever so deserved moment of purging all my papers and books away.

Now come the graduation parties. I have a birthday party on Tuesday for a beloved gal. Then on Wednesday, the Communication department is giving a shindig for the seniors. Then on Thursday, Susan will be doing her senior send-off dinner. Noms!!

Meanwhile, the family will be trickling in.

My mother and grandmother are driving from Tulsa (mom's flying into Tulsa on Wednesday) Thursday morning.

My sister, nephew, dad, his wife, my cousin, and my cousin's boyfriend will be coming in on Friday.

Saturday, if still alive, I will be graduating.

Busy, relaxing, nerve wracking, bitter, sweet, exciting, and a plethora of other adjectives that are equally opposite are going on during the next five days.

Saturday, April 28, 2012

Chillin like a Villian/Antagonist

Fourteen days left till graduation. Just saying.

As my world of undergraduate academia is decelerating from its catharsis, I now have time to catch my breath before the onslaught of tying loose ends begins to beckon me.

While I did not wake up this morning till 11am, and then took a shower, and then took a nap till 3pm, I did feel accomplished in my endeavors not only of today, but of the past week.

I will now Tarentino my week for you, starting with the end, working towards the beginning.

Today, I napped. And it was glorious.

I then created a list of 21 potential apartments around the Chicago/Gotham City area. Really excited on that front, but even more excited that I also found a potential mate for my cat, Mystic.
This is how his majesty sleeps. He also demands bed time stories. I bore him to sleep with Emerson.

This is Miley, the potential buddy for Mystic.
Not only are they both part-bengals, but the also are blind in the same eye.

And this is me (not Lisa) in a couple years. But at least I will have a law degree.
The day is not over, but I have little hope for it. Probably some awesome FX movie that I've seen a thousand times. Then it will be a night of reading "Game of Thrones."


Yesterday, was another day of rest. Sleeping in and taking another nap.

I regret nothing.

Later that night, i went over to a friend's house. Nothing like reminiscing and playing dumb apps on an IPad.

Thursday was a huge stress relief. I turned in my screenplay to the wonderful, yet slightly scary Dr. Kovich (the aforementioned Dr. K./Dr. Kill).

Then painting class. Lots of paint. Lots of fumes. Headache.

Then I totally forgot about my Sigma Tau Delta English Honor Society induction. Totally. Forgot. But luckily I saw Brian, who kindly reminded me. Long story short, I got me some cords. Bo-ya!

A revelation I had whilst at Induction. The Rockhurst English department is a hodgepodge of people. Brilliant to the point of eccentricity (like the Doc Brown way). Seriously. Some awesome/weird folk roam the halls of Sedgwick.

Wednesday held for me a huge presentation, which went surprisingly well. Very happy that it's over, and every excited to see the next presentation which promises to be a parody of Star Wars. Once again proving that Rockhust has some of the best faculty.

Also, Plays in Progress (a brainchild of Dr. K) was Wednesday night. Frank Higgins was the playwright, and it was a pretty awesome show. Very enjoyable.

Tuesday, another day. Really uneventful. I do remember a delightful pizza I ate. But that's about it. #mylifeiscollege

Monday, the last time we meet. There was a pizza party given by the English department. I love nothing more that conversing with the English folk. They are so...so...overly intelligent. Yeah. that's the phrase.

Flashforward to today. Saturday. 14 Days till graduation. My to-do list is supple, filled with such important things as "study for finals" to "laundry," both of which needs to happen, but I will just say that one is more of a priority than the other.

"After all this time?"

Monday, April 23, 2012

19 Days. And Counting.

That's right folks! Just 19 days till I graduate!!!!!!!!

But a "while you were out" breakdown...

DXP's "That's so Ghetto" program about racial language and its effects went well. We had a great turnout (thanks to extra credit by our awesome Dr. Saz). I feel that those who attended had their eyes opened and their understanding on racial issues has deepened.

Next, the DXP Formal.

It was a pinterest inspired twilight picnic in Loose Park. LOVE IT!! It is just so nice to relax with my sisters. That is what DXP is all about. Sisterhood.

Also - Congrats to DXP for winning at the Festival of Student Achievement. Outstanding Diversity Award!!!!!!!!!!!!

Next. Sunday night, we inducted our newest sister - Lorie. She is an awesome lady!!!! I love calling her my sister!!!

Next. Greek Week. Games, speaker, chalk, cans, skits. It was exhausting, but so much fun. Bitter sweet, however. This is a week of "lasts." My last Greek Week.

Next. Theater. My last show. I've been doing theater for 8 years. 8 years. It gets under your skin. But I've enjoyed every minute of it. From forgetting ques, to amazing cast parties, my time in the Rockhurst theater has been the most memorable part of my college experience. Every member has become apart of my family. And I will truly miss them all.

And now. My last full week of undergrad classes. I have a huge project and a screenplay and tons of other homework. A long week followed by my final goodbyes to my second home.

Speaking of homework, I should probably start that.

talking 'bout my generation...

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

Decision rendered.

For law school, I will be going to:


Loyola Chicago Law school.

Class of 2015!!

Monday, April 9, 2012


So. I should probably do this more often.

Sorry. I'm a second semester senior.

Since we two parted:

I got accepted into another school. Northeastern in Boston. What did that mean??

That meant that I was off to Boston.

While most would be excited about the historical importance of Boston, my first thought was Cheers. And Norm, who actually graduated from Rockhurst.

Now, I found out about Northeastern a week before Easter Break. And I had to visit before April 15, since that is the day Loyola Chicago's seat deposit/I'm defiantly going here is due.

This meant that I had to get my already full schedule in order for me to spend 2 days traveling/Boston/school time.

I booked the flight and spend the last 2 school days before break in Boston. Not the best time, but it had to be done because next week is going to kill me.

Scratch that. April is going to kill me.

Breakdown of April:

9-15: My sorority's Founder's Week. Greek Week meeting. Banner Drawing. Skit making. DXP program, formal, work, 60 pgs of a screenplay, group project. law school decision.

15-22: Greek Week, Tech Week, Show, Festival of Student Achievement (I will be presenting my Conrad paper).

22-30: catching up on EVERYTHING

 While I have a lot going on, I am not too worried. I've learned to take things as they come. I know I can do it, and I know that my friends will help me out when I need them.

And if all else fails, I know that 30-someodd days, I will be a graduate of Rockhurst.

Speaking of graduation - I pick up my cap/gown on Wednesday. SO. FREAKING. EXCITED.


Sunday, March 18, 2012

Why is the Break always gone?


I has been a week since Spring Break and I am already ready looking forward to Easter Break.

It has been so hectic this past week. It is as if I didn't have a break at all...but let us start with the beginning.

Since I haven't blogged since the week before break, I will share with you the chaos that ensued.

Quiz. Work. Group Work for class. Greek meeting. Work. Another Greek meeting. Final Exam. Painting portfolio. Theater meeting. Laundry. Pack.

Oh, and did I mention that my original plans for Chicago changed?? Instead of just Kelli and me going to Chicago, our party grew. Monica and Abby decided to join, which was no big deal except for booking more train tickets.

Spring Break 2012:


We took the train in on Friday. Lovely ride down.

Since we arrived in Chicago around 3:30, we had plenty of time to catch some of what the Windy City had to offer. For that, I shuffled the girls over to Gino's East Pizza off of Superior and Michigan. I wish I had some pictures, but even then, pictures could not do any justice. Gino's is my favorite place in the entire universe for pizza. It's a 45 minute wait, but it is well worth it - just get an appetizer.

We left our mark at Gino's - if you are ever there, try and find us!!

We continued our first day with a walk up and down Michigan - the Mag Mile. Nice way to work off a deep dish pizza.

By the time we got back to our hotel, we were knocked out. We were all in bed and sleeping by 11.

Saturday I was to take a tour of Loyola Chicago. My tour was at 10am, so I decided to let everyone sleep in a bit late.

I loved Loyola. And I found out that the academic part of law school didn't freak me out. Our guide kept talking about clinics, internships, and her professors. And I just didn't feel apprehensive. I expected those to be difficult. I expected professors to be crazy (which I'm used to - thanks English Department). I found myself asking questions like "Which neighborhood to you live in?" "How do you get groceries to your apartment?" and other things that pertain to actually living in Chicago. Because that's the thing that worries me. Another city, different than Houston or KC.

I'm still waiting for other schools to reply, but I am pretty sure I will end up at Loyola.

After my tour, I went back to the hotel. Everyone was getting ready for the day. Monica was meeting her aunt and cousin for lunch, which left Abby, Kelli and myself up to whatever. We decided to visit the Pier.

We walked through the garden thingy. We rode the ferris wheel. It was awesome!!! The skyline was beautiful and I realized that I would be so happy to live here.

While at the pier, I was to meet a old high school friend, Stephanie.
This is her happy face.
We decided that we were starving, and wanted Chinese. So - off to Chinatown!!

We ate some dim sum and walked around a bit. Monica meet up with us. After a while, we decided to head back downtown. and grab some dinner (at Downtown Dogs - hot dogs) and late night shenanigans.

We ended up at Timothy O'Toole Pub.
No Abby - she's taking the picture  
Monica and Abby

Kelli and Abby

Myself and Steph

After some drinks and dessert, Monica, Kelli, and I decided to go back to the hotel. Abby and Steph decided to go out with one of Steph's friends. All is well - they even got mustaches in support of a charity...

The next day, Abby went to meet a friend for lunch, leaving the rest of us to go off. We ended up at the Bean.
Duchesne Picture - Steph and I from Houston Duchesne, Monica from Omaha
 I highly recommend visiting the Bean. It is so choice.

Yep, Trump Tower. I am also wearing a pretty boss shirt - it has cats on it.
After the Bean, and watching kids fall down at the ice rink, it was time to say farewell to Steph. I haven't seen her in two years!! And probably won't for another two. She goes to school in the states, but her family is in Australia. But I loved the time with her!! Steph - I will miss you, and your very comfy shoulder.

Abby came up to the Bean for a bit, and then it was off to the museums. Kelli and Abby went to the Field, and Monica and I made our way to the Art Institute.

1) I got in for free
2) I loved it.
4) It took everything in me not to reenact Ferris Bueller.

We didn't stay long (it closed an hour after we got there). We basically stayed in the impressionist area. We also visited "American Gothic" and some other stuff - as in the armor section.

I can't wait to go back. This will be an all day trip - I can feel it.

We ended our Chicago adventure in style. We had dinner at a fancier restaurant. Best French Dip Sandwich Ever.

Our night concluded with cocktails on the 97th floor of the Sears Tower (Don't pay the 25 bucks for the observation deck - 2 floor below - go to the lounge and restaurant we went to - 2 floor up). I wish I had a picture :( Sorry.

If you do go, the view from the women's bathroom is amazing. And men, ask to go in. Abby saw a guy in there. Don't be shy.

Monday we rode back to KC. Rather, we slept.

The rest of my week was this: Sleep. Eat. Write. TV. Sleep. Eat. Write. Sleep.

On Saturday, I volunteered dog walking. That was fun. Puppies. Puppies. And more puppies.

Sunday, I did the worst thing imaginable. I started Downton Abby. At night. I had to summon all my willpower to turn it off. I did. But it consumed me for the week. Any free time, I watched.

This past week, a whole lot of the same. Classes and meetings. And work. Atif is back in action, so no more slacking at work. Since he can't go down steps, I am the one pulling and taking things to and from storage. Combine stair climbing and the fact that it is unseasonably warm, I got my workouts in.

Yesterday was St. Patrick's Day!! I went to the parade, and then slept, and then played boards games till midnight. That is my life.

For now.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

I can haz break?

Wow. What a week-ish!

So here is a rundown of what's been going on.

I was sick the last time I "blogged." My wonderful roommate decided to share her illness. I was feeling fine Friday the 17th. My throat began hurting late at night (and by late at night, I mean 1am) while I was hanging out with some friends (morel like reminiscing about freshman year).

That next morning, I felt horrible. Sore throat, headache, stuffy nose. But that didn't stop me. I promised Mitchell that I would hang out with him. Him, Monica, and I went to Spin Pizza for lunch, CVS for drug pickup (NyQuill, Vaporub, tissues, and cough drops), then we went out to Oak Park Mall. It was a chill day, but it knocked me out that night. As soon as we got home, I took NyQuill and just crashed.

But the show went on. That Sunday, we (my sorority) began painting our chapter room. So there I am, painting with fumes, and still groggy on NyQuill. But it needed to be done.

I felt better as I continued my normal routine. I did not feel well enough to go to class on Monday, but I told me teacher and she was (of course) totally fine with it. I felt better by the evening, after some soup and a nice long nap. I made it, in the pouring rain to a Panhellenic meeting, and I made it through my first 10 pages of writing my screenplay.

The rest of the week went on like any other. But. Wednesday, I signed up for my graduation gown and graduation things. Words could not express how excited I was that day.

Excited and sad. Only 76 days left of Rockhurst.

My sadness was only an afternoon long as I realized that I would be hosting DXP's midwest retreat. A total of 16 girls invaded Rockhurst campus for my sorority's midwest retreat. I was apprehensive about it since I could really use a relaxing weekend, but I am so happy I got to meet some more of my sisters from around the Midwest region.
DXP Midwest Retreat!!

And now, a moment to breath and catch up on homework. Wrong.

This is the last week before Spring Break. I have a quiz and a Panhellenic meeting tomorrow. I have another Greek meeting on Wednesday. On Thursday, I have an an exam and a painting portfolio due, not to mention a production meeting. And, I have to work sometime in there. SO BUSY.

Yet, it will be worth it. I will be going to Chicago for the first half of Spring Break. I am visiting Loyola Chicago Law School to see if my Jesuit education will extending into my life of briefs and depositions. AND my wolfpack going to Chicago has grown. Monica and Abby are also coming with me to Chicago. Kelli, Monica, Abby, and I, a wolfpack of 4. I guess I should also mention that 2 of my high school pals will be meeting up with me in Gotham City.

The rest of my time, it will be here in KC. Basically, I have planning nothing. And that sounds so glorious!

I would like to look past Spring Break, but I am honestly terrified to do so.