Another semester finished.

My last post was over a month ago, and that was something I had been writing so that I could show some of my friends the blog.  Now it is time for a recap, hopefully a small one.

This was not just any semester, it was my last semester at Framingham State University, that will be a post.

    When the semester was starting I got to experience one of my favorite things, back to school season.  When back to school rolls around it allows me to reconnect to a set of memories in a tangible way.  I can always call them up when I want them, but they are best experienced when there is something to engage the senses.  The best part about back to school for me is the crayons.  I love crayons, Crayola crayons the most.  When back to school rolls around, there are rows and rows of crayons which are lined up on shelfs, and nifty pop up displays.

It makes me happy.  I love taking Liam to look at them.  The 24 pack is the best.  I have crayons all over the house, and yet I bought one and carried it around with me in my back pack all semester.  I would randomly break them out to scribble with if the semester was driving me crazy.  The most interesting note was when my friend Alex bit the tip off the orange one.  It is a long story about him making a joke about Marines (he is a Marine) and us electing him Vice President of the university Veteran’s club.  It was a fun time, and maybe one day I will tell it, but the point here is the crayons.  They saved us on one occasion because the veterans were supposed to participate in an event and we did not have anything ready for the event, so we colored.

Full on coloring and finger painting.  Good times!  The reason I love the crayons and back to school though is because of when I used to get to go back to school shopping with my mother.  Mom would take us to one of the office supply places in Hixson and we would go through the aisles with those pieces of paper that the store kept for every school and every grade, and we would pick out what we needed.  My first semester of college (age 27) I went shopping with my VA book stipend for school supplies.  I encountered a bit of sticker shock, buying all my favorites and I promptly realized “wow! Mom must have had a third job to afford the good stuff?”  

Now that I am older I still enjoy the aisles of crayons and school supplies, despite the fact that I’m fairly certain we did not school shop there, it specifically calls up memories of the Winn Dixie store that we shopped at.  That store is a Bi-Lo now and the strip mall that was built with it is very depressing, but that is neither here nor there.  I think it calls up the Winn-Dixie because I also enjoyed going on late night grocery shopping trips with my mother.

What’s else did this semester entail?  Well it was hands down my hardest semester for all the right reasons.  Some things I have learned.

  • The comma splice is my enemy.  I will learn it and fix it.
  • I need to learn Russian.  Grad school prep.  I have a “For Dummies” book to use during the moving road trip.
  • Apparently I missed acting.  

Hands down the biggest part of the semester, I went to an open audition for “Our Town,” and ended up getting to be the Stage Manager.  I even got invited too compete at some kind of competition put on by the Kennedy Center, but I will not be able to go.  There are people that were in that play who really deserve the chance to go and compete for that scholarship.  The play could have a post all on to itself.  I have a long list of things I was going to blog about, and about 4 of them are still relevant.  However, here are some photos. 

Needless to say, “Our Town,” was amazing.
That is all of the recap for now.  Oh there is a bit more here.  We are moving to Texas, and I intend to write a novel while we are moving.  I have nothing so far.

Ganger-Bjorn

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