I fear that I may never be able to find emotional support from my parents again. Ever since they began their divorce, I have slowly detached myself from the family. I got out of the house and sought support from friends. I see my parents as two adults that can financially support me, but not ones that can provide guidance or advice. My fear is that I may not be able to build on that emotional component of my relationship with them, since I have not experience that in so long.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Interview Questions
I fear that I may never be able to find emotional support from my parents again. Ever since they began their divorce, I have slowly detached myself from the family. I got out of the house and sought support from friends. I see my parents as two adults that can financially support me, but not ones that can provide guidance or advice. My fear is that I may not be able to build on that emotional component of my relationship with them, since I have not experience that in so long.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Not Just One Type
Long delay from when I actually planned on blogging about SPOP, but nonetheless, this will be the first, of hopefully many more posts
So the interview process has already begun for this summer’s SPOP. With a record breaking 600+ applications submitted, and only 130 spots to fill, the competition is intense. After conducting a good handful of interviews, you tend to hear a lot of the same answers and tend to repeat your own stories a good dozen times. But when you hear those answers, those ones that show so much depth/personality/history/insight into someone, you are encouraged to believe that there are great individuals out there. Ones that just make you want to see them grow and prosper in this program.
I was talking to my fellow coord, D.Phuong, earlier tonight about the applicants that we really liked. It made me really understand why not everyone on staff is the same person. I always believed that everyone on staff is different and not everyone fits the stereotype of being this loud and crazy staffer that is always on high energy. But when I am actually instrumental in picking how the staff is made up and when I see myself giving “Yes” to two people, who are completely different and have completely different energies & vibes, it’s so obvious that this staff will be a huge spectrum of people. All who can bring great things to the table. All who can be great role models to incoming staffers. All who will be instrumental in making SPOP function this summer.
I can’t wait until the first day of training, when I get to see everyone’s faces; not as applicants, but as staffers.
SPOP 2010 staff, whoever of you it maybe, know that we, the coords, can’t wait to meet you!
Sunday, December 6, 2009
First a quickie
Purple year, for welcoming me
Gold year, for supporting me
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Reflect
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Rainy Thoughts
Looking back on one of those rainy summer days, there was a time when I was helping out with Mr. Derek's poetry class at WVSA. He asked me to participate in the same writing exercise as the students. It was a sort of free write where we would write about anything, and as he said different words at random intervals, we would have to incorporate the word into our poem. Here was what I wrote:
I hear the rain pouring down
Falling from clouds of gray
hitting on pavements of the same shade
The vibrations hit my ear drum
and rattles like a snare before the break
Slow it down and see every drop
drifting into place
Eveything is serene in this concrete jungle
Oil slicks the ground like it would across my pizza
wetness coats everything like cheese across the slice
and I get hungry everytime I hear that sauce
drip and drop over those lights
Thunder rattles and I count
1, 2, 3, 4 ,5How far away before it comes after me?
Not sure if it can walk, but I'll give it a start
I long to run in this rain
Be bathe in the drops and feel the dew
across my skin, beading on every hair and every inch
soaked in this cool water, refreshing as lemon drops
25 cents can get you a box
Red cartoons bleed their drops
In this rain, their soul is exposed
and all that's washed away leaves
a blank canvas ready for its fresh paint
It'll melt like ice cream on a hot day
dripple all over the drains
and the ninja turtle get a swig
as the water walks down their throat
personification?
yes and the rain will come sliding down too
Saturday, October 3, 2009
8:15 am

On campus on a Saturday morning at 8:00 am. Training for COACH starts at 8:30 and I’ll be here until about 5:00pm. Looong Day indeed
I’m no morning person and usually I’m the one to hit snooze about a couple dozen times before I actually get up. Today feels different. Though I did manage to get a couple of snoozes into my morning, I got up first, cleaned up, and made breakfast, still with enough time to still check my emails and take my time getting ready.
Now I’m sitting in a not so hidden part of campus, but away from my usual spots at starbucks or student center. Sunlight is not too bright, but creeping between the trees. There’s serenity on this campus that I’ve never felt before. A calmness that you would never get here, had you not shown up on campus bright and early. No hustle and bustle of people running to their next classes. No sounds of people flyering. No music blaring from tents. No big Greek Letters. None of it. Just the sounds of my laptop keys clicking away as I blog. This calmness is really relaxing and feels like the first break I’ve given myself this whole week. No talking, no interacting with anyone else, no distractions. Just sitting and soaking in my surroundings.
Now time for all day training…
