Monday, September 5, 2011

9/5, no. 30

A life in lists, part ii. To-do edition.

1. Clean my desk. I'll easily conform to the little idiosyncrasies I'm surrounded with, so I checked off the "neat" box on my housing application, although the entropy in room at home says otherwise. I knew that if my roommate maintains a neat living area, so will I. And both surprisingly but oddly naturally, I've been holding true to my strange pseudo-subconscious habit of conformity and keeping my dorm clean, neat, and fresh-smelling by utilizing our small fan and stealing Todd and Kevin's Febreeze occasionally. But this past weekend had a lot of ins and outs, which resulted in a lot of misplacement and lazy shrugging off of the clutter forming on my desk. Today I will clean.
2. Use the library more often. I'm accustomed to coming straight home after school, and college is unfortunately no different from that so far - I go directly to the dorm or sub after classes, usually to meet up with Todd and Rachel. But this is going to change. I'll spend a few hours studying in the library after classes to finish homework and what not, and afterwards I'll go back to the dorm. This will be of my best interest because not only will I be more proactive, but I'll also be spending less time in my dorm. My one of few complaints about UPS is that their library isn't open 24/7 like that of Boston College; it closes at two in the morning. I guess that's good for electricity and sustainability, but fuck it, I love the idea of an always open library too much. I guess
3. Use proper punctuation, capitalization, and grammar. Lists will not be exempt from this rule; I need to be more disciplined in my writing, even for my blog - or else I'll get lazy. And since I'm not a literary genius, I can't get away with broken writing rules, because I'll sound lazy or pretentious. I suppose that the first sentence of each bullet/number for each list may be the exception.
4. Stop sapping and be social. No more of this 'crying in front of the computer while in bed at night when you're roommate is out' business. No more excessive tearing up over missing people at home. Miss people, but don't let it hinder you from making memories and friends here. This one might be the hardest.
5. Take nothing but pictures. Leave nothing but tracks. This is a little saying I had to adhere to during my backpacking trip, and I most certainly am following this rule in my everyday life as well. Consume less (I've gotten rid of using disposable things, I love that my school promotes zero-waste events and habits!) and trash less. My beloved Nalgene water bottle goes everywhere I go, so no more paper soda cups are needed at the sub (our cafeteria). Or, if I must use paper soda cups at a restaurant or fast-food shack, forget those lids - they're unnecessary and are a big waste. Straws are also really unnecessary, but at least my school has biodegradable straws. Being green is a huge behavior at my school, and I actually feel a lot of peer pressure in being environmentally sound (pun!), which I'm really thankful for.

That concludes my heavily-commentated hitherto to-do list of the day/week/month/year. To finish, a couple poems from Courtney:

"Disfiguration Part One"

You have placed me in a jar
And here I sit
in a most undesirable position.
(I also find it difficult
to breathe).

It is unfortunate that
my vision must be so
blatantly one-dimensional
from this angle.

I cannot see
from the outside looking in.
How can you claim to care,
if you coerce me into this situation?

My posture erect,
I become a statue.
I am a statue,
that is my fact.

I begin to lose touch.
I am no stranger to my environment
(The atmosphere is sufficient).
And, if I may,
your name, sir?

"Disfiguration Part Two"

Sir,
here I stood vulnerable once
in front of you.

We exchanged greetings
and you informed me of
a sweet goodbye,
a graceful parting.

Yet here I stand
on my scaffold
for others to see -
a different me,
for I am a deformed face
of a once-young girl,
the girl you choked
while singing softly.

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