Hey America, remember that time…?

Oh hi there. Long time to speak. A lot has happened since the last time I made a blog post. Rio hosted the Olympics, I started my fourth year of university, the Chicago Cubs won the World Series, oh and Donald freaking Trump was freaking voted freaking President of the freaking United freaking States of freaking America.

Remember that time I wrote a blog post about the worst mass shooting in US history? Remember that time I mentioned that Trump spewed Islamophobic tweets? Well, buckle up kids because this is just the beginning. This is no longer a joke.

I woke up this morning to a world in chaos. The Canadian immigration website actually crashed last night as Trump moved closer to victory. The stock markets began falling. American’s and people around the world are at a loss. This morning, I didn’t quite know what to say or how to put my thoughts into words. Having had a few hours to reflect on the issue, I am going to add my voice to the shouts of people who won’t stand for what Donald Trump represents.

Throughout this long, arduous, frankly EXHAUSTING campaign, Trump has proven himself to be among the worst kinds of people. Racist, sexist, Islamophobic, ignorant, Ableist, arrogant, misogynistic, xenophobic, manipulative, liar – these are just a few of the words I could use to describe this walking, talking toupee. He has incited violence and intolerance at his rallies, and has made countless groups of people fear what the next four years will bring.

His campaign advisors had to take away his Twitter access in the days leading up to the election. Honestly, this was probably a good idea considering the ignorant spittle he is known to spew out 140 characters at a time. Personally, I find it astounding that a man with such teeny little hands can even use Twitter at all – how does he reach all the keys?

All jokes aside however, people in America are legitimately concerned about what a Trump presidency will look like. I can only imagine, but one thing I know for certain is that we have to take this mistake and learn from it. No longer can the excuse “I didn’t vote because I knew it wouldn’t make a difference” be acceptable. No longer can we say “I didn’t vote because I don’t care about politics, whoever wins wins.” Voting or not always has the power to change the face of a country, and the face of America right now has a horrendous fake tan.

We need to let our feelings about this election drive us forward, not into hate and fear of “Others”, but into progress and love.  We need to let people know that we will not stand for racism, sexism, xenophobia, sexual assault, etc. etc. We need to build a society based on hope, love, and tolerance. This goes out to everyone, not just Americans who want to see change. We can do better, and we must do better.

I stand with all those in America who feel threatened in their own home. I still stand with a presidential candidate who was qualified for the job, who actually stood for a better America. You can say all you want that Trump was a better choice than Hillary because she is a “criminal.” Go ahead, make your excuses. I’ll be over here, not supporting a president who won based on all the things wrong with the world.

 

Bleeding Red and Black

I’m baaack! Holy moly, two posts in like one week, how does that happen?! I’ll tell you how it happens: it happens because I have school work I should be doing and I don’t wanna. DON’T PROCRASTINATE KIDS! Anyway, on to with the show (it’s gonna get sappy kids. You have been warned).

Last night, I took part in the final Red Zone meeting for the school year. At said meeting, I had the high honour of being elected to the position of VP Social Media along with my new partner Eiman. I am BEYOND excited and humbled; it means so much to me that my fellow crazy people thought I would do a good enough job to actually give me a position.

I joined Red Zone last year and let me just say that it was probably one of the best decisions I have made in my entire university career. I have found my place on campus, I have made new friends, and I have come out of my shell. I am still super duper awkward and weird, but Red Zone doesn’t care. I have been welcomed and encouraged throughout the last two years in the organization, and I honestly don’t know what I would do without the outlet. Screaming at sporting events is incredibly cathartic, who knew?!

I want to immortalize in words my immense gratitude to the outgoing Execs – Tessa, Sam, and Erika – and the graduating senior members – there’s (sadly) too many of you to mention, and the new HBC – Alli – for making me feel like I’ve found a home on campus.

I cannot wait to get started and continue building the legacy of Red Zone and making it a home for other awkward weirdos who like to scream at people and jump around.

Thank you all so much. #FlockOn

Frosh 4.0

Oh hey there Blogosphere! Long time no write, how have you been? Sorry I’ve been MIA, but let me tell you, third year has been kicking me in the butt. But let’s have a little heart-to-heart shall we? Let’s catch up, get down to the nitty gritty details of my life for the past months.

HAHA I have no life, basically nothing has happened. Except, I do have news that pertains to my last year of university, which, FYI, is next year. Oh gosh, I just threw up a little, did you?

For my last frosh week here at Carleton (fingers crossed that I graduate lol) I have the privilege of being a Vice-Head. I am beyond stoked for this opportunity, because I have loved frosh ever since I was little baby Dragon in 2013. My Khaleesi and her vice-heads made the week so spectacular that I just had to sign up the next year as a facil. My Evil G‘s made that week probably the best frosh week I’ve had so far, so guess what I did? I SIGNED UP AGAIN! And I was a Godzilla, which is where I met two of my bestest friends (#squadzilla for life) and HERE WE ARE! I’m so excited for all of my frosh friends who are in leadership roles for this upcoming frosh, and shout out to my Head and Co-Vice this year, I am so honoured to be working with you for my last frosh.

Love you Carleton, thanks for all the opportunities you’ve given me thus far.

#CUthere

P.S if anyone wants to read the short story I submitted that got me an interview for this job, I’ll post it below <3

CREATIVE PIECE

Once upon a time, there was a girl named Nagrom. Nagrom lived in the Enchanted Forest, which was filled with various species of magical creatures, but Nagrom was just an ordinary girl. Now, Nagrom was shy and often had trouble reaching out to other people and making new friends. She preferred to be by herself, quietly reading a book about a brave heroine who goes on grand adventures and saves the day. Nagrom surrounded herself with fictional characters to keep her company, but little did she know that she would have to step into the shoes of her favourite characters and become the hero of her own story.

It all began when the Conspiracy attacked the Enchanted Forest. The Evil Geniuses, a nefarious group of minions determined to crush the Enchanted Forest and its inhabitants, headed the Conspiracy. They were ruthless in their intensity and enthusiasm for evil and destruction, and spared no one in their quest for victory. Of course, when Nagrom heard about the horrible way the Conspiracy was treating her friends in the Enchanted Forest, she was understandably angry, but she was also extremely scared. What could she do to help her friends? The gnomes, elves, pixies, and the other members of the Enchanted Forest had always treated her with kindness and respect, and she felt it was her duty to try and help them in any way possible. Nagrom thought long and hard – she knew she didn’t have much time until the Evil Geniuses came to her neck of the woods and forced her to join the Conspiracy. Her gaze wandered to the mountains on the edge of the forest, and suddenly, she knew what needed to be done.

Nagrom hurried to the mountains, unsure of what she would find there. She had heard rumours about the fearsome beasts that lived in cavernous caves deep within the mountains, but this was no time to shy away from the challenge. The Enchanted Forest needed her, and she was determined to try her hardest to succeed in vanquishing the Conspiracy. Now, climbing a mountain is a very hard and arduous task, but Nagrom had no time to sit and think about all the ways she could be maimed or seriously injured. Her determination was single-minded, her mind set on the task at hand. Eventually, Nagrom made it to the labyrinth of caves, unsure of how to proceed. Being a kind and gentle soul, Nagrom decided to just ask the fearsome beasts for help, and hope that her politeness would keep them from eating her.

“Excuse me, creatures of the mountains. If you wouldn’t mind terribly, the Enchanted Forest needs your help,” Nagrom squeaked, very nervously. “You see, the Conspiracy, headed by the wicked Evil Geniuses, has invaded and captured all the magical creatures living there. I don’t know what else to do or who else to turn to. I understand if you don’t feel comfortable helping a complete stranger, but I just figured that we could work together as a team – ” Nagrom was cut off by a deafening roar. From within the caves, jets of light appeared before her eyes, and she fought the urge to run away screaming. Great shapes started to emerge from the caves, spreading their wings in the open air.

Nagrom couldn’t believe her eyes. The fearsome beasts that lived in the mountains were dragons. Nagrom had heard of the dragons’ awesome power and infinite wisdom, but she thought they were extinct. The largest dragon, whose scales shone a bright purple, landed in front of Nagrom, and opened its mouth to speak. “Girl, is it true? Has the Conspiracy really set foot in the Enchanted Forest again?” Nagrom could only nod in agreement. “Blast it,” the dragon exclaimed in its deep, guttural voice. “When we fought the Conspiracy a hundred years ago, we made them swear to never return to this land. No doubt they think we have gotten soft with our old age.” The dragons around Nagrom growled with obvious disapproval. “Girl, we will help in your quest to defeat the Evil Geniuses and bring peace to this land. But in order to succeed, you must find the one who is neither dragon nor man. Look in the abandoned city, and you will find what you seek. And girl – I have a warning for you,” the dragon leaned in closely, “fear the Conspiracy.”

With that, the dragons took off into the air, sending up tornadoes of dust in their absence. Nagrom regained her voice just long enough to shout, “I’ll see you in the Enchanted Forest!” before the dragons disappeared into the distance. Now Nagrom was faced with a new challenge – to get to the abandoned city and find this curious creature that the dragons were talking about. With no other options, she hurried on her way, thinking all the while about this creature and if it would indeed help the cause.

Upon arrival at the abandoned city, Nagrom was unsure of how to proceed. The city was quite vast, filled with towering buildings that stretched on for kilometres. She decided to try the same technique she used with the dragons, as she had had luck with that the first time. However, after politely calling for whatever hid in the city, nothing happened. She knew then that this was an altogether different situation, and had to be handled as such. Nagrom climbed to the top of the tallest tower, and simply waited. The creature had to know she was there, and she felt confident that it would appear to her when it was ready.

Nagrom didn’t have to wait long before she heard a great stomping noise coming towards her. Looking down, she saw a creature that was indeed not dragon or man, but appeared to be a bizarre mixture of both. The creature was as tall as the building Nagrom was perched on, and walked right up to the edge and eyed her with one enormous eye. “Who is this that dares trespass in my city?” the creature asked in a growly voice. “I heard you earlier, talking about Evil Geniuses and the Conspiracy. Surely it can’t be true, what you say. The Conspiracy was defeated long ago by the dragons of the mountains.”

Nagrom knew this creature would need some convincing. “Yes, it is true. The Conspiracy has returned under the leadership of the Evil Geniuses. They are threatening our way of life, and I fear that even you will not be safe, even in your fortress of towers.” The creature seemed to ponder this statement for a while, before looking back at Nagrom and replying.

“Okay girl. I will help you take down the Evil Geniuses and the Conspiracy they lead. Godzilla doesn’t shy away from a fight. I will stomp their city to the ground if I have to!” The creature, Godzilla, roared and began to make his way to the Enchanted Forest. Nagrom hurried off of the tower and followed in his wake, which was really easy because he just trampled everything around him, clearing a nice little path for her to follow.

It wasn’t long before Godzilla and Nagrom met up with the dragons, who were fighting fearlessly against the Conspiracy’s forces. Godzilla turned to Nagrom and said, “I’ll see you at the end,” before running off and joining the battle on the ground. Nagrom tended to the injured, while Godzilla lead the ground offensive, leaving the air battle to the dragons. Together, they worked to defeat the Conspiracy, driving them out of the Enchanted Forest for good. When the last of the Conspiracy’s forces had been driven out, there were celebrations that lasted throughout the night. Everyone in the Enchanted Forest congratulated Nagrom on her role in the victory, and the inhabitants of the forest welcomed the dragons and Godzilla with open arms. Eventually though, the time came for things to return to the way they had been.

Nagrom walked with the dragons and Godzilla until they reached the edge of the forest and the path split. She reflected on her newfound courage and the friendships she had made. It had been a long process, and there were times when she doubted she would be up to the task, but those doubts had proved to be unfounded. When it came time to say goodbye, Nagrom thanked the dragons and Godzilla for their help, and promised she would come visit soon. As her new friends headed down their own paths, Godzilla trampling everything in sight and the dragons flying high over the trees, Nagrom knew that this journey had changed her, but she knew it was for the better. And years from now, when her friends and family asked her if she treasured her time in the Enchanted Forest, fighting the Evil Geniuses and Conspiracy with the dragons and Godzilla, she would reply, “always.”

THE END

 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: If this short story didn’t make it clear, fall orientation means so much to me. I don’t think I would be the person I am today if I had not done fall orientation in my first year. It has made me realize that I can overcome my shyness and anxiety and I truly think it is the most important time in a new student’s university career. Thank you for reading this and I hope you enjoyed it.

– Morgan Lang

Home is where the *heart emoji* is

I’m gonna let you in on a piece of fun trivia.

TRIVIA BY MORGAN, GO! (pretend there’s theme music or something)

One of my favourite sounds in the world is the sound of someone laughing so hard that all comes out is a little wheeze of air. It makes every situation infinitely funnier and when it happens, you just know that they ACTUALLY find you funny. “What does this have to do with anything?” you may be asking. Well everything is connected in the circle of life, my young padawan.

Well that was a mess of references wasn’t it? But seriously, it’s related. Trust me.

The wheeze-laugh reminds me of home. And I love home. When I’m away at school I don’t really notice how much I miss home, but when I go home for break and then have to go back to my apartment 4 hours away, that’s when it hits me. I hate leaving, but I know I have to because, as my mother keeps reminding me, I am old now. People around me are getting engaged, married, pregnant – you name it, it’s happening and it’s freaking me right out! But I am an “old woman now” according to my mother, so leaving home is just inevitable. That doesn’t make it any easier of course, and most of the people around me seem to have no problem being away from their families while at school. Maybe they’re just pretending to be adults (lezzbehonest, who isn’t?), I don’t know.

But the truth is, I enjoy being home with my family and if I’m being perfectly honest, I spent the majority of my two weeks home this break hanging out with my parents and my dog. And it was the best, I’m not kidding. My New Years Eve was spend watching Ridiculous Six with them and the boyfriend, and I can guarantee it was a better night than a lot of other people probably had. So there you go parents, I actually admitted that you guys are pretty cool, hope you’re happy.

“Have a Nice Day”

You know those days when nothings has really happened yet, so you’re in a state of perpetual “meh?” I was in one of those moods the other day, taking the bus to school because walking was a hard “nope,” when I saw the littlest thing that made me smile. A bus parked along the route had its sign on and it told me to “have a nice day.” So thank you, Mr. Bus Driver and OC Transpo – for all your flaws, you made me smile that morning.

Merry Clinchmas!

What a time to be alive, Blue Jays fans!

Let me tell you, I am pretty damn excited that the Blue Jays have clinched the AL East title for the first time in my lifetime. Literally, their drought was longer than my life. That’s insane! But we have overcome the hard times and are moving on to better things!

Baseball has been part of my life for as long as I can remember. I played t-ball with my brother when we were barely able to walk straight, let alone run to first base. There wasn’t a whole lot of scoring, it was mostly crying. When we gave that up, we watched my dad play slo-pitch up until about two years ago. I never really learned how to keep score or anything, but I loved going and watching. It was a tradition of a sort, and I loved it.

People might think that I hopped on this bandwagon only when the Jays started winning, but I like to think that I inherited them from my parents and my grandpa. So really, who hopped on who’s bandwagon?

Here’s to a great post-season! Is it feeling like ’93 to anyone else?

England 2K15

Alright, alright, alright.

Thanks, Matthew McConaughey.

Everyone sit down, hold on to your hats, and put your head between your knees.

I have a new post coming your way. CALM DOWN, CALM DOWN! It’s been a while, I know. But let’s be real – how many people even read this nonsense? Besides you, mom.

I got back from my two week vacation to Jolly Old England almost four months ago. Holy cow, that’s ridiculous. But anyway, I got back from probably the best (sorry mom and dad) two weeks of my life thus far. It was my first time travelling without adults, because guess what? I AM the adult! I went with my boyfriend, best friend, and her boyfriend. They were a great group of people to go with, and we didn’t even fight, which was surprising to be honest.

It was remarkably easy, much easier than I think we all expected, to navigate our way through airports, tube stations, and busses. London is a great city to get around in, there are tube stops everywhere and busses in between them. Our Oyster cards allowed us easy access to everything, even though we had to top them up quite a few times.

We stayed with a lovely couple and their daughter for 8 days, in Dagenham. It was a little outside the central London area, but it was the cutest little neighbourhood. Franco is Italian, and Lisa is Swedish, and they were the sweetest people ever. We only paid for one room, but because there were four of us, they let us have two. We were joined part way through by a lovely French girl, and even though it was a small space, it never felt uncomfortable. My boyfriend and I slept in a bunk bed, which was hilariously fun. I got the top bunk, just FYI.

The first real day we had in London I think I honestly almost cried, I was so happy. We took the bus to Barking Station, where we caught the C2C into the Tower Hill tube station. We got to know the Underground network incredibly well, and learned to read actual maps.

We went on the London Eye, visited Millennium Bridge, walked all the way to the top of the Monument to the Great Fire of London, checked out the Globe Theatre, toured Tower Hill and All-Hallows by the Tower, went up Tower Bridge, took a Thames river tour, and took a hop-on-hop-off bus tour with the funniest guide. We visited Buckingham Palace, Piccadilly Circus, M&M World, Covent Garden, and Trafalgar Square. We marvelled at Westminster Abbey, walked to the top of St. Paul’s Cathedral, and ventured around the National Gallery. We visited the Florence Nightingale Museum, wandered through the Churchill War Rooms, paid a visit to Sherlock Holmes, explored Regent’s Park and the London Zoo, and got our pictures taken at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. We went to Stonehenge, and went on the Warner Brother’s Studio Tour London, which was basically the best thing ever. I cried a little. Then we transferred to Dover, where we stayed at a cute inn with the most amazing Indian food. We explored Dover Castle, where I had cream tea for my 21st birthday. Best birthday ever. We walked up the White Cliffs of Dover and made a day of picture taking and trying to see France (we did see it btw).

Long story short, it was an outstanding trip. The fact that it happened to coincide with the election and the 70th anniversary of VE Day just made it that much better. I am just so proud of all of us for making it through without any major issues and surviving our first trip without any chaperones. I wanted to go back the minute we landed in Toronto, and I honestly want to live there one day. I need to return and visit other towns throughout England and Great Britain as a whole, and I hope that day comes sooner rather than later. England has my heart now, and I don’t think it’s letting go anytime soon.

PICS OR IT DIDN’T HAPPEN!

Our first dinner at our house. Dinner was ham and cheese sandwiches. It was delicious.

Our first dinner at our house. Dinner was ham and cheese sandwiches. It was delicious.

Our first picture actually in London at the World War's memorial.

Our first picture actually in London at the World War’s memorial.

The Shard.

The Shard.

Tower Hill.

Tower Bridge.

Mikey and I in front of Tower Hill.

Mikey and I in front of Tower Bridge.

Sammi and Kevin in front of Tower Hill.

Sammi and Kevin in front of Tower Bridge.

We found a phone booth!

We found a phone booth!

The Monument to the Great Fire of London, 1666.

The Monument to the Great Fire of London, 1666.

The height didn't even faze me.

The height didn’t even faze me.

St. Paul's Cathedral. Feed the birds, tuppence a bag.

St. Paul’s Cathedral. Feed the birds, tuppence a bag.

Millenium Bridge (ft. Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone).

Millenium Bridge (ft. Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone).

Globe Theatre. The Bard wasn't home.

Globe Theatre. The Bard wasn’t home.

Pic at the top of the Eye.

Pic at the top of the Eye.

London(s) Eye(sore) - apparently.

London(s) Eye(sore) – apparently.

Dead at the Tower of London.

Dead at the Tower of London.

White Tower.

White Tower.

Holy crap, no floor.

Holy crap, no floor.

Just kidding, Tower Bridge is awesome.

Just kidding, Tower Bridge is awesome.

River Cruise!

River Cruise!

Joey and Chandler on a bus tour.

Joey and Chandler on a bus tour.

Elizabeth Tower (Big Ben is the name of the Great Bell guys. Gosh.)

Elizabeth Tower (Big Ben is the name of the Great Bell guys. Gosh.)

Look at that stunner. Big Ben, not me.

Look at that stunner. Big Ben, not me.

Westminster Abbey.

Westminster Abbey.

I don't remember why I was laughing.

I don’t remember why I was laughing.

The resemblance is uncanny.

The resemblance is uncanny.

Covent Garden.

Covent Garden.

Trafalgar Square, without the pigeons.

Trafalgar Square, without the pigeons.

Parliament.

Parliament.

We love London.

We love London.

I got the eye of the tiger.

I got the eye of the tiger.

Winnie the Pooh at the London Zoo.

Winnie the Pooh at the London Zoo.

Peace out Muggles.

Peace out Muggles.

We're geeks.

We’re geeks.

On top of St. Paul's.

On top of St. Paul’s.

Stonehenge.

Stonehenge.

Legit crying in this photo.

Legit crying in this photo.

Take us away Hogwarts Express.

Take us away Hogwarts Express.

When Dementor's get you down, give 'em the finger.

When Dementor’s get you down, give ’em the finger.

Butterbeer 'stache.

Butterbeer ‘stache.

Cheers, James and Lily.

Cheers, James and Lily.

Cuties.

Cuties.

MIND THAT TREE!

MIND THAT TREE!

Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.

Hogwarts will always be there to welcome you home.

Home sweet home.

Home sweet home.

Yum, tea.

Yum, tea.

Too much tea, help.

Too much tea, help.

This Queen is no good, another!

This Queen is no good, another!

Dover from Dover Castle.

Dover from Dover Castle.

Kisses in front of Buckingham Palace.

Kisses in front of Buckingham Palace.

Happy Birthday to me!

Happy Birthday to me!

Piggy backs at the White Cliffs.

Piggy backs at the White Cliffs.

I see London, I see France.

I see London, I see France.

Yes, hello, cat?

Yes, hello, cat?

English Channel.

English Channel.

Why I Relay 2015

Last Friday was a day of firsts for me. I pulled my first all-nighter ever (I don’t count the 20 minute power nap I took at 5:30 AM) and I participated in my first ever Relay for Life. As I’ve said before, I am not good with people/participation so I had never joined a team and done Relay for Life before.  This year however, Jess and I participated with Red Zone and sacrificed a night of sleep – cancer doesn’t sleep, so for one night, neither did we. 

As with most people, I have been affected by cancer in more ways than one. I thankfully have never had it, but numerous people in my family and my school have fought back against it. Last Friday, I mainly relayed for my grandpa. My grandpa died August 30, 2008 after a battle with brain cancer. He has been gone for some time now, but I was grateful to have the opportunity to walk for him and remember. I could be super sad that he’s gone, but I’m happy that his suffering ended and that I got to spend as much time with him as I did when he was alive. He was a great guy, super deaf but always really funny about answering the phone and watching TV. Seriously, he would watch Sportsnet reruns ALL DAY without the volume on. Drove us crazy as kids, let me tell you. But it is still sad that he died, and relay gave me a chance to really remember him and think about him without feeling judged for crying in public – which happens more than I like admit. I’m super emotional about everything okay, don’t judge.

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During the night, there was a Luminary walk – super sad songs were played, and tears were shed. It started out okay, but eventually pretty much everyone broke down. I am so happy that Red Zone was there, they were so supportive of everyone in the group. Everyone was hugging, holding hands, and crying together. It was a seriously beautiful moment, and I’m proud to say that I was part of it. Lots of love to Red Zone, y’all rock <3. You guys also made Jess and I feel really welcome, and for my first all-nighter, I couldn’t imagine a better group of people to share it with.

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As a school, we managed to raise over $100 000, surpassing our goal and impressing everyone. Props to the organizers who made it such a fun, moving event, and shout out to the students who participated – you are all champs, well done team. Next year I shall prepare for Relay for Life by sleeping for a full week, because it has been discovered that Morgan doesn’t run well on little sleep. But I’m prepared now.

Who do you relay for?

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Be true to your school

Okay, let me just preface this by saying that I normally go out of my way to avoid talking to people on a daily basis.  People aren’t really my thing, I’m too awkward to be around them and act normally.

That being said I have been trying so hard this year to put myself out there, outside my comfort zone.  In doing this, I have successfully infiltrated a variety of groups on campus.  They have yet to realize the outsider in their midst.  Jess and I (because I’m a child and can’t do things by myself) have joined Red Zone, are communication committee members for CAB, and go to origami on campus every month.  This is a big deal people.  HUGE DEAL.

Red Zone is like, the craziest bunch of weirdos I’ve ever had the privilege of meeting, and I love it.  Despite what you might think, I have major school spirit and Red Zone is the epitome of school spirit. This weekend was Cap Hoops (Capital Hoops, for you Muggles, is an annual basketball tournament between Carleton and uOttawa) and the Ravens kicked some serious ass.  Our women’s team lost narrowly, but our men’s DOMINATED.  This was the first big event Jess and I attended as members of Red Zone (we’ve been to other minor basketball games and some football games) and I personally felt totally welcome.  It was so much fun and I’m just super excited to attend more games with these utterly awesome people.

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Jess and I are also on the CAB communications committee, which is the best committee ever.  I mean, I spend all my time on social media as it is, I might as well be on a committee for it, right?  We volunteer for a lot of events on campus through this committee, and we have the best events.  I’m talking BINGO, FAMILY FEUD, the works.  It’s not even work, it’s just fun.  Our director is also pretty cool, so there’s that.

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And then there’s origami, which is just a fun time every time we go.  I can’t make anything that I learned, like this adorable penguins – but hey, I make a mean paper crane.

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When you get to Carleton in your first year, so many people tell you to get involved in your first year.  They always say they wished they had gotten involved in first year, rather than waiting until the next year.  I kind of agree with this, but at the same time I’m a little glad that I took my first year to just get a handle on university life without too many distractions.  I’m plenty involved now, so I feel like I’ve made up for it.

Get out and get involved people!  If you’ll excuse the Glee reference, “being part of something special makes you special.”

Groundhog’s Day Resolution

This is something you might not expect from me and my blog.

I have a New Year’s Resolution!  But, given how it’s the first day of February, I’m going to make it my Groundhog’s Day Resolution – spice things up a bit.

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This is Libby, Mikey’s sister and honestly one of my best friends.  She’s a cool lady; if you know her you know I’m right.

This spring/summer Libby and I are going to {attempt} to get… wait for it… fit.  Yes, I know – it’s shocking.

But, regardless!  It is something we have decided to commit to, and take seriously.  I’ve wanted to do this for some time now, but I find I work better when I have someone else struggling with me, and no one ever wanted to join me in my “journey” or whatever.  But now I have a partner in crime!

We’ll see how it goes, I’m sure there will be a mixture of blood, sweat, and tears from both of us… but hey, no pain no gain right?

P.S. Libby recently started a blog of her own!  You can check it out here Finding It!