A Preview of Summer

It was brought to my attention that I tell a lot of stories.

Which is true, I suppose, but I tell them for a reason that you may not expect: to collect more stories. When anyone tells a story, it is quite likely that someone in the crowd had a similar or directly opposite experience. Not only do stories spark further discussion, they are at times like tiny psych experiments: how will someone respond, how will the group interact with the characters, does inflection create bias in story, how does the environment that its told in change the ability for people to be able to re-tell the story?

However, this is not what I propose my blog will be about.

My blog will be a place for me to tell my stories, achieve my own retrospective analysis independent of a direct audience. (If you are reading, good for you! I like commentary, so have at. But this is different in that I am finished by the time you comment) Reason for this is two fold; one, so I tell less stories in conversation, its annoying to other people; two, in order to spend more time thinking. Talking is an automatic reaction for me. Writing has been a problem since day one. So this is reflective.

So what is this summer about? Self assessment.

And how did this begin? In two situations...

One: Car ride to Kansas City, with Paul

Paul is my absolutely incredible boyfriend. But dont worry, Ill spare you my gushy and oddly committed commentary mostly because it shocks me to pieces. Anyway, he actually gets credit for prompting me to start this at all. Basically, he is gone for the summer. I get to see him for two days in July but otherwise I will be in radio silence until August 14ish which is sadly the week of my Orgo final. I have this summer to figure out and straighten out who I want to be, as an individual, before he comes back and my existence becomes closely tied to his again. Not to say that I loose my individuality, we just have a joint personality that is a bit different than the personality I share with say professors, parents and some friends. I am not sure where exactly I am headed, but I have some ideas. And he helped me realize this during this conversation.

Two: An evening with Logan and Joel

This is far more amusing. The night started with a proposal to eat a box of hamburger left in the freezer of the apartment I am living in until Sunday. Some how became a night of water beer pong, a long conversation that may ultimately convert me to a physics major, a 16 round match of Mario Cart 64, discussions of flamethrowers, skype, communication in relationships, zelda, world cup,, studying, and a weird battle where somehow I ended up shielding Joel only to be later smacked in the face by my ally by the ping pong balls. It was a typical night that I would have expected at the TKE house, so to find it off campus wasn't particularly surprising. I just apparently don't venture out enough anymore.

Is this a preview of my summer? Day spent in lab, evenings doing ridiculous things with friends, lunch break on here, reflecting on said events?

Who knows. We will see, with time.