Bleep Bloop

Many of you know that I never sleep. Here is one of the many things I try to fall asleep to: Average comedians playing and commenting on their playing of video games...

Oh, and just came back from seeing Arabian Nights with Eric, his Mom and Joe..

It was AMAZING! Pretty much the best thing that has happened to me since I came home to a brand new puppy at the age of 10 years.

Love,

Monica

MECA

Art Education

My mom called me today to tell me that I was accepted into the Post-Baccalaureate Certificate Program in Art Education at the Maine College of Art!  I am so excited because I had my doubts.  But, now there is a possibility that I may end up in Portland next year.  It's a ten month program, and my certification would allow me to teach in any state.  The only problem is I haven't visited the school yet.  I also have my Corcoran interview (for the MAT program) this Thursday and the idea of possibly having to decide between two cool programs does not sound like fun.  Would you rather be in Portland or D.C?

Anyway, I am so happy today!

Love,

Monica

Dream Journal

Due to the larger amount of dreams I've been remembering lately, I wanted to extend this blog to be somewhat of a dream journal as well.  I won't write anything complicated, just the last bit I remember before my alarm clock wakes me up.  I'll go ahead and write to someone that was in the dream.

Dear Jean,

I had a dream last night and you were in it. I was being chased by Bill Murray (he wanted to make out with me) and he was chasing me through this really big college-like building with lots of stairs (which conveniently turned into ramps when I approached them) and slippery floors. I was wearing socks and he wasn't, so I kept extending my lead by sliding everywhere. The final flight of stairs (ramp) that I went down had the exit at the bottom and I cruised through. Walking outside on cement ground for a change I saw you and a bunch of your friends playing marco polo on land. I also saw Amy and she was complaining about having guy problems. 

Bill Murray was nowhere in sight. 

Plebe Makeover

Before and After shots:

Can I just exclaim here how awful the glasses that they make them wear during boot camp are? Okay, yes.  Those boot camp glasses are just awful!

Erm, it's pretty late (considering I woke up at five this morning) and I need to get ready for bed.  Agenda for tomorrow is breakfast with the grandparents in the morning and then college park for the remainder of the day and night (slumber party with Rachael) and then I'm heading back to camp on Friday.  I promise to write an actual entry about "I Day" as they call it (short for Induction Day, duh) at a later date.  Woo class of 2013!  I am suddenly surging with Naval Academy (soon to be Navy) pride.

Love,

Monica

P.S.  Today a USNA mom turned to me and said, "Do you have a son or a daughter here today?"  I said, plainly, "I have a brother."  The whole thing made me laugh out loud but, honestly now, do I really look like I could pass for a parent?  I mean, the other day I got carded when buying sparklers.  How can I look both too old and too young for myself, people?!

Camp Royall

I've arrived and am settled.  I'll spend my nights on the bottom bed of a bunk (the room is also the size of a closet and I am beginning to appreciate the "generosity" of college dorm rooms for once).  

Today was crazy, filled with lots of team-building activities.  I've met so many new people and still need to meet so many more.  So, because making friends is hard for me (I know it's hard to believe, but I'm actually shy in the beginning), I won't be writing in this blog as often as I have in the past.  Maybe I'll have some updates every now and again, but don't expect too much until August comes around.  I really should spend the majority of my time here socializing and making this place my home!

Good night, and wish me luck with what promises to be a once-in-a-lifetime experience.

Love,

Monica

P.S. Spring semester's grades are in and my GPA has never been happier.  I guess this is an indication that my major change was a smart move.