Friday, April 15, 2005
another poetic discussion
Today in poetry we had another guest speaker. Pretty awesome. I like seeing “real live poets,” so to speak… people that get their work out there and let others see it. It takes a lot of courage and determination, and they have great advice.
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
from a camel
So, you know that verse about a camel going through the eye of a needle? I know that I’m taking it wildly out of context, but I always think of that image during the end of a semester. And I would be the camel… looking at my list of essays, projects, and exams, and thinking: Yeah, right, like I can squeeze through there.
Monday, April 11, 2005
the road not taken
We had a guest lecturer in Poetry Writing today: Rod Jellema. We had been given a few of his poems to read over the weekend, and I really liked them, but they didn’t have his name on them, so I didn’t realize they were his. Then he came into class, and Professor Klatt announced that we had been reading his poetry over the weekend. Everything clicked.
And I was thrilled, because I knew I wanted to write like that, and I couldn’t wait to hear what he had to say.
Saturday, April 09, 2005
dance dance dance
So, last night I went to Dance Guild’s spring 2005 performance… ”Shake Your Groove Thing.” Pretty awesome show. My roomie (roommate) was in two of the dances, and I recognized a bunch of other people…
Thursday, April 07, 2005
the loudest noise i will ever make
Tonight I went to an organ studio class at LaGrave CRC church in downtown Grand Rapids. Studio class is a great way to stay humble. Basically, everyone plays a piece on the organ (or piano or cello or whatever lessons you all are in), and the other organ students listen and clap politely. Seriously, it really is a cool way to meet other students and hear pieces that you might be good enough to play someday. (Or next week. Who knows?)
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
spring fever
So it’s absolutely gorgeous outside, and all I really want to do is sit on our balcony and watch the trees bud. Instead, I’ve been bringing my homework for poetry class or for sociology out there with me. It’s a bit of a compromise, but I sneak furtive glances at the trees, I still feel the breeze, and the homework gets done after all.
Friday, April 01, 2005
Photo Album: Spring and Easter break
This is Adrienne, my younger sister!
[Adrienne is the cute girl with brown hair, not the eagle… The eagle belongs to the St. Louis Zoo.]
Thursday, March 31, 2005
concert (and a sense of humor)
I just (just) got back from a piano concert--part of Calvin’s Artist Series. [I decided to go last minute--bought the ticket this afternoon. Seven dollars with the student discount--seven dollars!! When else can you go and listen to an internationally beloved musician for seven dollars? It was a good seat, too. I’ll really miss the student discount after I graduate...]
I haven’t been to a piano concert in ages, and I forgot how much I loved them… made me homesick to be playing piano again, much as I love the organ.
Monday, March 28, 2005
by the way (not to brag)
Waaay back in fall semester (ages and ages ago--ha ha), I took a Creative Non-Fiction writing class. We worked on writing, um, creative non-fiction. Essays about our thoughts, opinions, childhood. That kind of thing. (Not persuasive essays about capital punishment, or researching and source citation stuff.)
Fantastic class. Our last project was to revise one of our earlier essays and send it out for publication… and then see if it got accepted.
the story of break: part two (whew)
Back to school after a second break (or the second half of break)… and it really is good to be back. The longer I stayed at home, the more I started thinking about those essays and projects that I really really (really) need to start working on. All the frustrations from my last entry are clearing up… That said, it was still great to be home.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
the eye of the storm
I’ve spent forty-seven hours in a car over the last week and a half, and I have sixteen more to go. By Easter Monday, my road trip thirst will be successfully quenched. (Don’t you think??)
Wednesday, March 16, 2005
the story of break: part one
So, nearly a week into break, and I thought I ought to give an account of myself… It’s been pretty laidback, actually, which is nice. Last Friday I left Calvin around one and drove home with my dad and sister (Adrienne, the younger one. You’ll meet her again later).
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
the life of the copy editor
Last night, at my internship seminar, we took a field trip… to the library.
And I have all these flashbacks to second grade, going to the Science Center in St. Louis, with all those “room moms” keeping track of where I was and holding my hand too tight…
It’s not the same when eight upperclassmen cross a parking lot to Hekman Library. I didn’t even get a sack lunch.
Monday, March 07, 2005
the death of pride (once again)
I’ve taken music lessons for most of my life. There have been years of piano, with various teachers… clarinet, again, with various teachers. Piano again and again. Now organ. And there’s a phenomenon that never seems to go away: no matter how well my fingers (and now feet) have behaved in private, all control is lost once my teacher sits down expectantly beside me.
Friday, March 04, 2005
living arrangements
So it’s that time of year when everyone is thinking about housing for the next year. Who should I live with, can we still stand each other, who’s bringing the microwave, which apartment complex is the best, which side of the building is the sunny side… [Seriously. That’s crucial to know for afternoon naps. We don’t want to be sunless next November. Well… when there is sun, we don’t want to miss it.] “Room Draw"--which is when we figure out exactly which apartment/dorm room is home sweet home--is next Wednesday, so it seems to be on everyone’s mind.
And I’ve decided that I’d like to live in Barnes & Noble next year. It’s a bit of a walk, since I don’t have a car, but they serve Starbucks coffee and light sandwiches, and the little café is surrounded by the most beautiful books you’ve ever seen. Not only would I survive, I would thrive…
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Jenn Langefeld
Class of 2006
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