dancingtowardsmyescape
This blog will be about my latest escape plan.... leaving my job to become a grad-student and moving from Cambridge,MA USA to Cambridge UK. There will be both blue and gray sky moments as I try to fumble my way through my new surroundings and an ocean out of my comfort zone.
About Me
- Name: Reb
- Location: Berlin, Germany
I am moving over from Boston to Berlin and am excited for this new chapter!
Monday, June 25, 2007
Week of Balls....hee hee
This past week was May ball time here in Cam. So different colleges put on their best event ball (big big prom) with themes, feasts, activities, fireworks...etc.
I went to two...the first was huge but I was not impressed.
The second one was my College's one...and it was great...cause you know everyone and it was smaller and well done. There was Ballroom dancing classes (which M did avec moi) and our romantic punting trips and great food and drink! I did Karaoke....which i love...but there was a song error...that made me mad!!! I was SUPPOSE to sing La Isla Bonita..my favorite song which I know by heart.....I got up there ready....and HOLIDAY came on....which is OK...but like one of my not sooo favorite songs of Madonna...and I think kind of whiny and repetitious. So halfway through I just started working the words to La Isla Bonita into the Holiday song....and everyone was amused. Went something like this.... "We need a Holiday...to La Isla Bonita, where the samba plays......."
For both balls I but flowers in my hair. ....here is photo....
Funny thing is some of balls last until 6am and some until 3am....and their is a Survivor photo taken at this time....so you try your best to make it to that point....and then there is a picture of well dressed Zombies.....
Cute thing said during all of this.....was when my Dad called as I was walking to the first ball and he said..."Are you walking there?"
me: "Yes Dad, I am back in Cam and I walk or bike everywhere."
Dad: "What happened you could find any mice or pumpkins to make your ride...."
hee hee yeah Cinderella......growing up when doing chores Dad would call me Cinderbecky....and sing the song....... hee hee
I went to two...the first was huge but I was not impressed.
The second one was my College's one...and it was great...cause you know everyone and it was smaller and well done. There was Ballroom dancing classes (which M did avec moi) and our romantic punting trips and great food and drink! I did Karaoke....which i love...but there was a song error...that made me mad!!! I was SUPPOSE to sing La Isla Bonita..my favorite song which I know by heart.....I got up there ready....and HOLIDAY came on....which is OK...but like one of my not sooo favorite songs of Madonna...and I think kind of whiny and repetitious. So halfway through I just started working the words to La Isla Bonita into the Holiday song....and everyone was amused. Went something like this.... "We need a Holiday...to La Isla Bonita, where the samba plays......."
For both balls I but flowers in my hair. ....here is photo....
Funny thing is some of balls last until 6am and some until 3am....and their is a Survivor photo taken at this time....so you try your best to make it to that point....and then there is a picture of well dressed Zombies.....
Cute thing said during all of this.....was when my Dad called as I was walking to the first ball and he said..."Are you walking there?"
me: "Yes Dad, I am back in Cam and I walk or bike everywhere."
Dad: "What happened you could find any mice or pumpkins to make your ride...."
hee hee yeah Cinderella......growing up when doing chores Dad would call me Cinderbecky....and sing the song....... hee hee
Labels: Cam
Friday, June 22, 2007
Details...
I am a details person....I notice them and appreciate them! For me it is the little things that pull everything together and make a wow.
Combine that with people that don't care or even know details and it makes for a hard working combo.
Detail Person + Non-Detail Person = More work for Detail Person
Combine that with people that don't care or even know details and it makes for a hard working combo.
Detail Person + Non-Detail Person = More work for Detail Person
Speechless
I have not blogged for a bit and it is really too bad as I am bottled up.
I went home for two weeks and then up to Montreal for a week where M came over and meet my family and friends..... as I worked a wedding. M and my family hit it off which was probably more successful as I was not able to ever be with them.
Two weeks back at home was not long enough. I have to go back when I just am going back for rest and not an event.
I have been speechless over things that have happened in the past week.... but mostly tired. People surprise me....in good and bad ways. Returning back from outside....I see some people and things will seriously never change and you must just accept that and take it or stay away.
I spoke to ARAG last night about everything and I think that she is one of the only people I know that gets it and has been through it..... I didn't realize I needed to vent until I was talking to her and hearing her questions.....and then I felt "YES...and ..I want to scream.." I think ARAG can help explain to M what normally happens, as he was surprised by things that he normally would not have seen.
So I am back during this first week here.....very tired and emotionally spent wondering....."What the hell just happened?"
I went home for two weeks and then up to Montreal for a week where M came over and meet my family and friends..... as I worked a wedding. M and my family hit it off which was probably more successful as I was not able to ever be with them.
Two weeks back at home was not long enough. I have to go back when I just am going back for rest and not an event.
I have been speechless over things that have happened in the past week.... but mostly tired. People surprise me....in good and bad ways. Returning back from outside....I see some people and things will seriously never change and you must just accept that and take it or stay away.
I spoke to ARAG last night about everything and I think that she is one of the only people I know that gets it and has been through it..... I didn't realize I needed to vent until I was talking to her and hearing her questions.....and then I felt "YES...and ..I want to scream.." I think ARAG can help explain to M what normally happens, as he was surprised by things that he normally would not have seen.
So I am back during this first week here.....very tired and emotionally spent wondering....."What the hell just happened?"