Adjusting

I come from
A small private school
World.

The largest class
I attended had 20 people.

My largest college class?
Has 396.

That's almost twice
The size of my high school.

I am overwhelmed.
I've never been in an
Environment with
That many people.

Oh well.
That's what I get
For going to a college
That has 14,000 kids.

Sledgehammer

Not really caring
Has gotten too easy.

I do care...
I think.
I hope.
I want to.

But I should
Start trying
To demolish,
To completely destroy,
And bring down
This lovely habitation
Of indifference I have
Created for myself.

I think.
I hope.
I want to.

I (think I)
do not want to though.

Not because I am
That indifferent to
Whether or not
I can still be apathetic.

I'm just lazy.

You spend a whole year
Working on something
And the last thing you want
To do is bring it down.

I think.
I hope
I want to.

I got way too comfortable
In this nice house I built
For myself.

In order to get anywhere,
You have to do some
Uncomfortable things
Right?

"That's An Interesting Way to Put It"

Quote comes from SuperCalc

I do have an interesting
Way of putting things.

Like earlier today,
I had said,
"Everyone's made bad decisions.
Those who haven't, their bad decision
Is not making one."

Some decisions are worse than others.
Anything that ends in social suicide
Is called an experience.
Any that ends in actual suicide
Is called a tragedy.
Prayers go out to the family and friends
Of the boy they found yesterday.

I just don't get it.
The first week of classes
Hasn't even passed yet.

That's the tragedy of it.

Scott Pilgrim Vs The World (M.R.)

Poster taken from Shockya

I spent about two hours or so reading all six novels in the Scott Pilgrim series.  I loved every frame of it.  I cannot say I feel the same about the movie.  Sure, it was a great movie, but there was just something missing.  The acting and visuals were incredible, but I could not say it was as revolutionary as critics made it out to be.  Though the stylized violence added an extra layer of fun to the film.

Michael Cera plays Scott Pilgrim, a 23-year-old with no direction in life who is dating a high schooler.  He plays in a band and while at a party with his band mates, he meets Ramona Flowers, the girl of his dreams.  There's a catch: he has to defeat her 7 evil exes.  I thought Cera was absolutely perfect for the role, as if the novel had been written to be a movie with him in mind.  Although, the movie could have provided more back story to truly establish Scott as the schmuck he is.  The characters seemed not very deep, and the movie moved from battle to battle with no real flow.  The downtime between the battles was what made the novels so interesting.   Then again, it is difficult to condense 6 books into one 2 hour movie.

The visuals definitely kept me awake during my stomach-ache related stupor.  The incorporation of various video game motifs and having the Universal Studios sign all pixelated added to the fun of the movie.  The fight scenes were amazing and the fact that the actors did most of their own stunts was pretty impressive.  Sure, it was clearly video game violence, but at least the directors did not make the viewers feel as if they are playing it.

Overall, Scott Pilgrim vs. The World was a fun ride, but there was just that character development that was missing.

Rating: 7/10

BS

Going back to my dorm.
It's about midnight.
Why am I here so early?
Like, I know the party
Was hella lame and ended
Prematurely.
Actually, it's closer to 2 AM.
And I'm going to get
Another 6 hours of sleep.

But actually playing card
Games with my suitemates
Was actually pretty fun.
I mean, granted,
I wasn't in the best of states.
But nights in sort of like this
Could be good for me.
Maybe.
Maybe.

Lounging Around

It's surprising how social
A few college kids can be
When sitting in a room together.

Be it class,
A room,
A lounge,
An outdoor quad,
Anywhere.

It is loads of fun.
Shit, I probably
Have work to do.

"And Living Proof That Sometimes Friends Are Mean"

Lyrics in today's title provided by LCD Soundsystem

Talking with MSCBFF
He tells me like it is.
Even if I don't wanna hear it.

Sometimes it could be depressing
Sometimes over all it just could be worse.
Happens all the time.

And usually when we talk,
I just cry.
Because sometimes I'm calloused
And mean.
Mostly to myself.

Sometimes I should not just work
On intuition because that is sheer
Stupidity.
Excluded in the dining hall.

I know I should care a bit more
Than I don't, but
I should get involved.
To fill up my time.

I Heart College Lol?

I'd write a poem.
But I am too tired to.
I like college, man.

Randomness of People

Today was the most
Meeting-free but meeting full
Day I have had all weekend so far.

Let me explain.

Friday and Saturday
Consisted of many a formal meeting.

Sunday consisted of few meetings,
But I met a ton of people.

It's interesting what people
Can bond over.
Like AVPM
Or techno
Or free food at the lgbt meeting.

2 AM

This one won't be about
The ridiculous times I wake up.

This is about the ridiculous times
I stay up.  It's past 2 A.M. as I am
Writing this and who knows
That socializing takes up so
Much time.

Everything is nicer without internet.
Or constant checking of facebook.

"And It Goes POW POW POW POW POW" (N.a.P.)

The lyrics in the title are taken from the LCD Soundsystem song I started off my first college morning with.   But I had a good first day yesterday.  I met all my suitemates, my room hasn't fallen apart yet, and I think I made a few friends...I think.  I mean, at least I met people like Masshole and VA Gamer who I talked to a lot on facebook and didn't really get the chance to hang out with when I first met up with them.  Curse you, parents!

Anyway, it's like midnight. Been running around up and down campus lots because I guess they want their engineering kids to be skinny.  So I am tired.  I will have a legit entry...soon.  I hope.

Well...It's Not Like High School

I remember my first day
Of freshman orientation
At Loyola pretty well.

Nervousness came over me
So badly that I did not
Want to leave my house.

It was 3:45 when I
Woke up this morning to start
The journey upstate to Ithaca.

I'm quite unsure if my
Tiredness and post -wake-up hunger
Numbed me or if I am legit
Completely not nervous at all.

I will get back to you about
That later today after all the
Bag are emptied,
The car is emptied
And the once empty
Room is now full of
My stuff and me.

Going Away To College For a Bit (N.a.P.)

Dear My People,

So I'm leaving for Ithaca, New York in a day or less. Butt-fuck no where, I know. And I have to be up at 4 AM, so I probably won't be sleeping tonight.  Actually, I might have to.  And I know I'm really excited and you're all thrilled for me. But there's definitely a huge chunk of you that are like "oh noez, Imma miss yo face" and "what am I going to do without youz?" There's a huge chunk of me that'll be like that too.

Let's step back, and breathe.  Haha, I'm being such a hypocrite.  As I'm editing this for 5 millionth time, making sure it's perfect, tears are streaming down my face because, you know, acoustic music is the best stuff to listen to when you're leaving most things and people you know for a while and need to get that full nostalgic effect.  But, I'm going to take it up like a big girl.  In all honesty, I'm a bit scared.  I've been away in places by myself, but I haven't actually lived there. 

But it's not like I'm being sent away to a hermitage or a nunnery or a cloister where I won't be able to contact you ever. I will keep in touch with those of you that have made a permanent residence in my heart (so corny, I know, bear with me). And I shall also keep in touch with those that I met recently, since I like following through on things and seeing where I'll wind up. Sure, we didn't get the chance to spend enough time to see where it will go. Good news?  I am coming back for Columbus Day weekend and Thanksgiving and Christmas/ January.

In addition to the so-far-yet-so-closeness of where my college is, there's also cell phones and facebook and the blog. I have T-Mobile so my cell reception might be terrible, but there's free wifi so computer is the way to go. Granted, I won't be able to be online as often as I was during the summer. The first week or so, I won't be online at all.  But wall posts and facebook inbox messages and emails are welcome. I like those better because I can step back and think of something super eloquent to say. Or reply quickly with something clever and snarky. Pick one.

But I will miss a whole bunch of people. Because I care. And I will try my best to keep in touch with everyone. I'm not going to make any promises for fear of disappointment and rawr towards me. Unless it's dinosaur "I love you" rawr. I'm not going to try to be profound (because that is stupid), but even in my collegiate state of study, friends, and God knows whatever else goes on at school, I won't forget the people who helped me be the girl I am today.  That's the only thing I can promise.

Love, hugs, and sincerity,
Joanna

P.S.: Here's a play list of songs just for you guys.
P.P.S.: Seal found on the Internet via Google images.

My Cover of "Last Night on Earth" (N.a.P.)

So this video is dedicated to my friends.  Because I love them.  And one of them thinks Ithaca is not on Earth (Alice Dork). This is my first time singing into a webcam and showing off my guitar skills (or lack there of). Please be nice xD

NYC Facetime

Usually I get really nervous
Before meeting new people.
Like, my tummy is doing flips
And I freeze up a bit.

But that didn't happen.
I guess it's because I felt
Really at ease with the Violinist
Next Door.

For me, feeling confident
In situation where I'm meeting
New people is weird.
But awesome.
But weird.


But people seemed nice and
Friendly.  I'm really excited
For meeting new ones on Friday.

Packing

Will this look good on me?
Will I need this?
Will this remind me too much of past baggage?
Will I use this?
Will I wear this at least once a week?
Will I ever wear this?
Why is this necessary?
Should I get a bigger pack of this?
Should I buy two?
How much vitamin water does someone need?
Why do I own so much stuff?

These are images of my home.  Pretty, right? -_-

It Hit Me (N.a.P.)

Instead of doing a poem, I'll post some pictures I found on the internets of things that are my favorite things from home that I can't take with me.  All images are from iStockPhoto, Flickr, and the Guardian.  God, I feel so crappy right now.  Why is it only 5 days?

Everything is all ready for packing.  I just picked out my outfits for the next 5 days so that I don't have to sift through what's been put away to find something to wear.  Actually, screw that.  Let's go on sheer spontaneity.

Anyway, about the pics.  Each of those places have lots of meaning for me.  I either hung out there, had a memory there, or met really awesome people there.  And those are pieces of home you can't take with you.  Unless I figure out a way to make everything at Cornell open for 24 hours.  That will most likely wind up being my room.

"If It's Only Tonight, It's All Right With Me"

Lyrics taken from this lovely video by Electric Valentine called "Electric Ghosts"

In literature classes
In high school
You learn that
Every story has
A theme.
Even the more
Abstract, nonsensical
Ones.

Well,
In junior year,
It was summarized into
A word, which is apparently
Considered a topic.

But themes
Are struggles against nature
And death is part of life.

See, this summer fit
Into the category
Of Yin and Yang.
More specifically,
Something good happens
And the bad is that it doesn't last.
But that's okay.

Appreciate the moment. 

Thrift Store Pants

Speaking of trends,
I've noticed that
Every time I've kissed
Someone this summer,
I wore the same pair of jeans.

I bought them at a thrift store
For 25 dollars and they seriously
Are a great pair of pants.
They're bootcut-skinny and grey.
Grey is my color.
One that I spell wrong
Every single time.
Whatever.

Now, I'm not going to
Use them as a good luck
Charm or, more appropriately,
A good ass charm.

But, it makes sense that
I've had positive encounters
While wearing them.

I feel confident in them,
"Confidence is sexy,"
And sexy attracts people.

Quad
Erat
Demonstratum.
Q.E.D.

Road Test (R.P.)

Yesterday night, I had the worst headache ever.  Like, imagine getting hit in the back of the head with a sledgehammer, then smashing your face into a wall and you're still conscious.  That's how much it hurt.  The room was spinning.  Therefore, I had no poem ideas prepared because I spent the whole day trying to enjoy my time with the Black & White Cookie amidst recovering from that monstrosity.  And I have my road test today followed by quality time with my good friend, Taillow, and attending a cabaret show.   So I am very busy.  I promise I will have something awesome tomorrow!