College Culture Final

We, as a society, are obsessed with knowing about the lives of other people. We are definitely in love with TV shows about roommates: Big Brother, Keeping Up with the Kardashians, Friends, How I Met Your Mother, among many others. We see a lot of roommates on TV, but we do not experience the roommate life until college. Roommates are a big part of college culture. College is the first time students will have a roommate in their life.

A roommate is someone you share the same living area. The space that you once called your own, where you went to be with yourself, where you are your most comfortable. This area is no longer just your space. Not only is it a new place that you have not called your own yet, but you now have to share this space with a complete stranger.

Random roommate assignment is what happened to Brayton and Kaylin. They came to Morningside knowing that they were going to be roommates with each other, but had no idea what the other person was going to be like besides what’s on their Facebook.

Brayton Hagge from Crofton, NE was the only student from her graduating class going to Morningside. Without knowing anyone else going to her future school, she had no choice but to fill out the housing survey to have a random roommate.

Kaylin Petersen from Lake Park, IA did know other students at Morningside. At the time, she was a cheerleader on campus and had an old friend from her high school here. Kaylin wanted the ‘college experience’ of living with an unknown college roommate instead of her friend and instead of the other girls on the cheer team since she would be seeing them at practice.

Freshman moving day came, and Kaylin was there before Brayton, “When she first entered the room, she greeted me and immediately I thought, she’s friendly and is going to be really more outgoing than me.” Kaylin chuckles with a shake of her head. “And then the first thing we talked about is how messy we are.”

Flash forward to three years later, Brayton laughs, “My first impression of Kaylin was that she watches a lot of TV.” She shrugs. “I knew she was a cheerleader, but that’s it.” She and Kaylin are still roommates. Kaylin says what made it work best for them was that they were not spending every minute of the day together. The two had their friend groups that they hung out with during the day, but in the evening, in the room they shared, they became friends.

It did not mean that they avoided each other outside of the residence hall. It was just nice for the two of them to get away from each other by having other friends, but still having a friend at home. There isn’t a rhyme or a rhythm to it all just depends on what kind of person you and your roommate are and figuring it for yourselves.

Some people though aren’t as lucky. Kari* came to Morningside and picked out a roommate she went to high school with and things did not go according to plan. They were not best friends, but they knew each other and got along. Before the end of their first year living together, some things happened, and by the end of the year, they did not even talk.

The next year, Kari moved in with a friend she made in college and that did not go as planned either. Whether it was the different personalities or maybe Kari can’t have roommates. Things just don’t always go as according to plan. It is like learning how to live with your roommate like Brayton and Kaylin. You just have to keep testing out the waters to see if you can live with someone else.

Kari is now in graduate school and living off campus in a house by herself, and she says although it gets lonely, it is nice having a place you call your own.

Roommates are a part of college culture and whether you get along with your roommate or not. You end up learning some things about yourself such as how to live with other people, if you can live with other people, or if you are better off alone. Whether you know you can live with a roommate you will always have Rachel, Chandler, Joey, Ross, Phoebe, and Monica there to keep you company. The best part about these roommates is that you can just turn them off.

*In my previous post, you know this story is about Kari. Meaning even if I changed her name, you’d still know it is about her. She just wishes for her last name not to be mentioned.

Election Scavenger Hunt

Election Scavenger Hunt

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I like this comic on the 2016 election because it’s unbiased on who you think is poopier than the other. That is if you think a candidate is even poopy because some people love one candidate over another, flaws and all.

Y’know, I honestly don’t want either of these candidates to win the presidency, and I think that we need a better political system because both of these candidates suck!

(3 Paragraphs Removed, Per Professor’s Request) Somethings just can’t be said, even with Freedom of Speech.

My friend Evan keeps saying that Putin may declare war on America if Hillary gets elected because he hates her, no other reason besides that he hates her. “Everyone knows he hates her,” he says, “He’s said it on camera.”

More history, I’ll be alive during World War III.

Now, here we are at the end of the election and really . . . I know three people who wrote-in Bernie, and I’m one of them because I couldn’t, in my heart, vote for either candidate because I do not believe that they will lead our country well the next four years.

If anything good came out of this election, it is the SNL skits. Those are funny. I like those.

Next are from Buzzfeed:

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When Lin-Manuel Miranda threw the perfect Hamilton reference into his monologue.

When Lin-Manuel Miranda threw the perfect Hamilton reference into his monologue.

And when Trump addressed the women who are voting Trump.

And when Trump addressed the women who are voting Trump.

Everything about Kate McKinnon as Kellyanne Conway, which may be even better than her Hillary Clinton.

Everything about Kate McKinnon as Kellyanne Conway, which may be even better than her Hillary Clinton.

When actual Hillary Clinton made her cameo.

When actual Hillary Clinton made her cameo.

Gold. All solid gold.
When I started typing this article, I was sad because this election is coming to a close and there’s nothing good going to come out of it. After seeing all of these SNL skits, though, I’m smiling because the skits are funny and because I’ve learned that the 2016 election is just a fucking joke, and here I am laughing about it.
That’s all that I’ve come to learn politics is a joke, and if Trump doesn’t have to have a degree in politics and be President of the United States, I don’t need a degree in English for anything. Put me in the chemistry lab! I’m ready! It has ‘try’ in it so, all I gotta do is try! Science bitches! I’m gonna Rick and Morty this shit!
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Also, it was nice knowing all of you because Trump is going to send me and my family back to Vietnam. No. I’m not illegal. I am a born and raised an American citizen, but with how small Trump’s brain is he can’t tell the difference between the two. So, I’ll see all of you on Facebook. You will be missed.

College Culture Roommates – Draft

I say roommates are a part of college culture because this is the first time students will have a roommate in their life. A roommate is someone you share the same living space with. The space that you once called your own, where you went to be by yourself, the space that you found to be your most comfortable, is no longer just your space. Not only is it a new place that you haven’t called your own yet, but you have to now share this space with a complete stranger.

This is what happened to Brayton and Kaylin. They came to Morningside knowing that they were going to be roommates with each other, but had no idea what the other person was going to be like besides what’s on their Facebook.

“My first impression of Kaylin was that she watches a lot of TV.” Brayton laughs. “I knew she was a cheerleader, but that’s it.”

“When she first entered the room, she greeted me and immediately I thought, she’s friendly and is going to be really more outgoing than me.” Kaylin chuckles with a thoughtful expression. “And then the first thing we talked about with each other is how messy we are.”

Luckily, though, everything worked out because three years later Brayton and Kaylin are still roommates. Kaylin says what made it work best for them was that they weren’t spending every minute of the day together. The two had their own friend group that they hung out with during the day but at night, in the room they shared, they could be friends.

Some people though aren’t as lucky. Kari came to Morningside and picked out a roommate she went to high school with and things didn’t really go according to plan. They weren’t best friends, but they knew each other and got along. Yet, before the end of their first year living together, some things happened, and by the end of the year, they didn’t even talk.

The next year, Kari moved in with a friend she made in college and that didn’t go as planned either. Whether it was the different personalities or maybe Kari can’t have roommates, we don’t know. Things just don’t always go as according to plan.

As for my experience with roommates, I moved into a house with a bunch of strangers. The logic living there was I don’t have to talk to these people, I can just do my own thing and I sleep there. These people aren’t my friends, just housemates and I was fine with that.

Looking back at that time in my life, I call them my shitty roommates. I lived there with my boyfriend in the attic, on the main floor lived a drug dealer and a lesbian couple, and in the basement lived a college dropout and another Morningside student.

Living there was a nightmare. The kitchen was always a mess, strangers were always in the house, doors were always unlocked, no one ever helped with the housework, and whatever else could go wrong basically went wrong. There was a leak in the roof over the kitchen, there were two untrained dogs, the dishwasher was broken, the water heater broke, the fridge was falling apart, and the house just wasn’t built sensibly. The house wouldn’t be a problem if the person who had the landlord’s contact information wasn’t a piece of shit and care about only himself. Needless to say, I moved out before the end of the year.

Senior year, I now live with my friends and things are going very well, as they always do at the beginning of the year. What I hope will be different from my previous roommate experience is that I live with my friends. I hope we will be able to communicate with each other and not get into arguments that’ll ruin our friendship forever.

After college, I’m not sure if I’m still going to rely on roommates. If I do, what I’ve learned about roommates, thanks to college culture. Is that live with people you like but also give each other space. Don’t be afraid to talk about house things because it’s better to be handled sooner rather than later.

College Culture Article – Sketch

 

Freshman year

I lived at home

Nothing changed

(Kaylin and brayton, roommates since freshman year, started out random roommates and became friends)

 

Sophomore year

Shit happened

I lived rent-free on a couch with really good friends

2nd semester I moved on campus with an unknown roommate

same hall as my friends

I learned a lot about myself this year; especially how to love myself.

(I keep my friends separate)

 

Junior year

I’ve been on my own

After the summer, I move doff campus and into a house with strangers

I call them my shitty college roommates

I moved out by 2nd semester back into my parent’s place

 

Senior year

I am now living in a 4 bedroom duplex with a mix of my friends

All has been well

lets see how this goes

 

Crashed on the floor when I moved in, this little bungalow with some strange new friends. Stayed up too late and I’m too thin. We promised each other it was til the end. –White houses

 

Happy and Angry Moment

This scavenger hunt is to write about what makes me happy or mad. Here’s one better, one that makes me feel both.

I find it funny and odd that this assignment has come up because a year ago, 10/25. I adopted my baby kitten, Noble Neeson Madison-Nguyen. It’s funny because this little booger makes me so mad some nights, but he always makes me happy.

It’s mainly at night when he really pisses me off because he’s a cat. He doesn’t have to be anywhere. He doesn’t have a job, school, work, or dates. He’s a cat with the only care on when his food bowl will be filled. Other than that he sleeps all during the day, plays with his brother, and gives a whole lot of love.

At night, after he’s slept the entire day, every human wants to go to bed because we’ve all been running around at school or work, doing different things and not sleeping. So, after a day of everything, I’d like to come home and sleep.

Noble normally comes into the room with me and curls up on the end of the bed and sleeps there until morning.

Some nights though . . .

There’s a whole lot of meowing or what I’d like to call whining. He’ll want to go out. So, I let him out and close the door behind him. Next thing I know, he’s meowing outside of my door:

“MOM! MOM! LET ME BACK IN! MOM! MOM!”

So, I get back up from the bed and let him back in. When the door opens, he shuts up, rubs up against my legs, and jumps onto the end of the bed. I close the door yet again and take a seat on the bed and immediately he jumps off and starts meowing at the door:

“MOM! WHAT HAPPENED TO THE OUTSIDE! MOM! WE’RE STUCK IN HERE FOREVER! MOM!”

At this point, I couldn’t really kill him, but I’m thinking about it because I just want to sleep. Again, I let him out and happily, he walks out the room without a look back, and I close the door behind him. The cycle then repeats itself and that’s when I consider killing him.

It repeats itself because I’d rather answer the door to him meowing then at him clawing the door. “Declaw him.” Some people have said to me and as a personal choice, I will NEVER declaw my cat EVER again. The first time was my family cat and after watching her careful steps every time she placed down her paw, only to pick it back up to lick better, and how she still pretends to claw her scratching post. I promised myself I would never do that to another animal.

Eventually Noble shuts up or I fall asleep. Then it’s morning and every morning right when I walk out that door, I am greeted by Noble with a rub against my leg and he follows me for a little bit before I begin my morning routine.

I say good-bye to them as I leave the apartment and immediately, I see Noble jump up the window and I wave good-bye as I walk away. It makes me smile and it breaks my heart because cats love so much, they just like their space. I think that’s why I like them so much over dogs because cats get me. If I have no commitments or responsibilities, I would stay in my jammies and lounge around all day and be perfectly content.

Then when I get home, I’ll take a seat on the couch and Noble, always playing with his mouse toy, will carry his toy, and take a seat on the couch next to me and continue to play. Once he’s done, he’ll stay snuggled close to my leg and take a nap. I’ll coo and enjoy the adorable moment.

Yet, at this point, I’ll consider pushing him off the couch just to keep him awake. So, then he’ll want to sleep at night like his mom.

NonFiction Text Final – Still Life

“Milgrom’s engrossing study of taxidermy is both a general history … and an introduction to figures in its contemporary subculture.”

This is what The New Yorker says about Melissa Milgrom’s book Still Life: Adventures in Taxidermy. In this book, Melissa follows her friend, retired taxidermist David Schwendeman. Mr. Schwendeman isn’t your normal everyday taxidermist, he was the last chief taxidermist ever employed by the American Museum of Natural History. Everything Melissa learns in this book about how to taxidermy, she learns from him.

This novel is a chronicle of Melissa’s adventures among taxidermists from learning the basics of taxidermy, mingling with the best taxidermists in the world for art, even talk about taxidermy for scientific purposes, and even attempting to taxidermize her own squirrel. How the author wrote this book was take us on this adventure with her and as she did that, she dipped into the history of why this information on taxidermy is important and then brings us back to the past. The number one thing I learned from this book is taxidermy isn’t about ‘stuffing’ an animal, as I’ve always thought, but rather it is an art form.

Overall, the book is rated a high 3 out of 5 stars with very positives reviews from The New Yorker, USA Today, The New York Times, and much more. A review that stood out to me was from A.J. Jacobs, author of The Know-It-All and The Guinea Pig Diaries, “Who knew a book about dead animals could be so lively? This is a wonderful look at a quirky, passionate, sometimes fanatical subculture.” Which I think has to be a positive review about a book on taxidermy.

There isn’t much to say about the author, Melissa Milgrom, besides the basics. She is the author of Still Life: Adventures in Taxidermy. She holds a master’s degree in American Studies from the University of Pennsylvania, is a visiting professor at the Pratt Institute, and lives in New York City. On her LinkedIn page, she calls herself a journalist with wide-ranging experience as a public speaker.

Melissa Milgrom has written for The New York Times, The Daily Beast, The Wall Street Journal, Salon, Marvels & Wonders, Travel and Leisure, and Metropolis, among other publications. Since the publication of her book in 2010, she has spoken about taxidermy at Yale, Harvard, The American Museum of Natural History, The Museum of Arts and Design, the Los Angeles County Museum of Natural History, the Kemper Museum of Contemporary Art, and at literary events, conferences, and book festivals.

Melissa’s first book was selected as an Amazon Best Book of the Month and received praise from The New Yorker, The New York Times, People, The Washington Post, The Chicago Tribune, The Boston Globe, and Publisher’s Weekly, among others. Her style of writing is taking an interdisciplinary approach to culture, which has led her to write in-depth profiles of artists, artisans, inventors, and others whose work and passions speak to society at large. Milgrom’s style of writing is investigative where she researches a topic to have a better understanding of it and then dives into the art to try it out. She likes writing about popular culture, subcultures, and people with eccentric areas of expertise going to places that are possibly misunderstood.

I wish I knew why she wanted to write this book, but I looked at her LinkedIn page, her website, and even her Facebook page. She doesn’t have anything written down as to why she wanted to write this book or what she hopes to accomplish. I’m sure there is an interview somewhere about this, but that is research for another day.

My idea is that she wanted to write this book to give people a different perspective on taxidermy without putting her own opinion into this piece. She never said ‘I dislike…’ or ‘I like…’ or ‘I think…’, she just gave the facts and wrote what she saw. I definitely have a different view on taxidermy after reading this book. What I thought was just a weird, kinda morbid, pastime/hobby. I now see it as an art form and another way of expression, taxidermist try to capture life. Such as an artist tries to capture still-life.

I’m not the only person who thinks this way, Lisa V (satyridae), reviews: “Oh, this was fun! Yep, a book about taxidermy was fun. Milgrom delves into the history of taxidermy, and takes us on a fascinating natural history adventure in the process. She also, at the end, mounts her own squirrel. There are journeys into reconstruction of extinct animals as well as forays into fine art. It’s a delightful book, if you like that sort of thing. The writing is workmanlike, the storyline linear and clear. Nicely done.” So, whatever Milgrom was trying to get across, didn’t just change my view but another’s, and probably much more as well. She doesn’t even have to write this to change the mind of others but rather for her to learn more about the taxidermy industry.

Nonetheless, taxidermy is weird, but I do have a better understanding of why people do it now because I’ve read this book. You can be freaked out by something but still have an understanding of it. I find now, I am much more educated on the topic and can have an opinion about the topic and justify my opinion because this book talks about the different aspects and uses for taxidermy because it’s just not for decoration but also science. Overall, I would recommend this reading to a friend or anyone who asks about it. It’s an interesting read if you’re in the mood to learn about something and have a deeper understand for taxidermy.

Which is sadder?

Or which is worse?

The fact that my body is running on two hours of sleep right now and i feel like i can take on the world full charge again and that my body has probably done this before that why it is so used to this feeling that’s why i feel okay but mentally i know that i am drained and dead and just really want to sleep but yet here i am ready to go

OR

The fact that yesterday i spent 12 hours straight, minus the 15 minutes inbetween walking from my house to campus, on homework and not multiple homework assignments but one. I worked on one assignment worth 40 points in hopes of getting full credit. I always get low 30’s on this assignment and here i am hoping and doing my best for full credit.

Plus, that was not my only homework assignment. I also had a paper due, that i physically couldn’t finish because my body was beginning to give out on me and my brain was fried. I’ve never been a fried egg, but i felt like a fried egg.

 

This isn’t that bad because things can also be worse, but seriously why is this okay? students staying up until they are physically dead, just to finish up assignments.

Being a student is so hard and i really don’t know what to do about it besides having to keep on keeping on. It’s just one of those things that’ll pass but i can’t imagine what this will be like for future generations.

NonFiction Text Paper – Outline

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Really though. Because in 3 to 4 short pages someone’s gonna learn something that I just learned myself. It’s also my 5:42AM-Tropical-Redbull-induced-self-hatred-of-pure-death-writing-nightmare. BITCHES! LET’S GOOOO!

 

Still Life: Adventures in Taxidermy:

1 summary of the plot; brief situation “what is the book about?”

  • Start with a book review; The New Yorker
    • Milgrom’s engrossing study of taxidermy is both a general history … and an introduction to figures in its contemporary subculture. -The New Yorker

That is what The New Yorker says about Melissa Milgrom’s book Still Life: Adventures in Taxidermy.

  • Talk about the book and who she followed; the person the book was based on
    • David Schwendeman a retired taxidermist
  • What she did; Mention quote from Lisa V, who wrote a book review on the Library thing
    • Oh, this was fun! Yep, a book about taxidermy was fun. Milgrom delves into the history of taxidermy, and takes us on a fascinating natural history adventure in the process. She also, at the end, mounts her own squirrel. There are journeys into reconstruction of extinct animals as well as forays into fine art. It’s a delightful book, if you like that sort of thing. The writing is workmanlike, the storyline linear and clear. Nicely done. –Lisa V. (satyridae)
  • What she talked about and how she did it; talked about the present and dipped into the history but then brought us back to the present
  • Conclude with A.J. Jacobs quote
    • “Who knew a book about dead animals could be so lively? This is a wonderful look at a quirky, passionate, sometimes fanatical subculture. – A.J. Jacobs, Author of The Know-It-All and The Guinea Pig Diaries
  • Transition with who the author is

 

2 Who is the author briefly;

  • author of Still Life, a chronicle of her adventures among taxidermists
  • She holds a master’s degree in American Studies from the University of Pennsylvania. She’s a visiting professor at the Pratt Institute and lives in New York City.

Expertiseà What have they done?

  • She has written for The New York Times, The Daily Beast, The Wall Street Journal, Salon, Marvels & Wonders, Travel and Leisure, and Metropolis, among other publications.
  • Since the book, she has spoken about taxidermy and other topics at Yale, Harvard, The American Museum of Natural History, The Museum of Arts and Design, the Los Angeles County Museum of Natural History, the Kemper Museum of Contemporary Art, and at literary events, conferences, and book festivals

credibility of writing the book à background

  • I’m an author and journalist with wide-ranging experience as a public speaker.
  • My interdisciplinary approach to culture has led me to write in-depth profiles of artists, artisans, inventors, and others whose work and passions speak to society at large.

Where the story has also appeared

  • Melissa’s first book, it was selected as an Amazon Best Book of the Month and received praise from The New Yorker, The New York Times, People, The Washington Post, The Chicago Tribune, The Boston Globe, and Publisher’s Weekly, among others.

Style – investigative and to find out what about and tries it out

  • Milgrom’s writing about popular culture, subcultures, and people with eccentric areas of expertise has appeared

 

3 Authors purpose to write this. Why did she write this book? What did she hope to accomplish?

  • Yknow I wish I knew why she wanted to write this book, but I looked at her linkedin, her website, and facebook. But she doesn’t have anything written down as to why she wanted to write this book or what she hopes to accomplish.
  • My idea is that she wanted to write this book to give people a different perspective on taxidermy without putting her own opinion into this piece. She never said ‘I dislike…’ or ‘I like…’ or ‘I think…’, she just gave the facts and wrote what she saw.

 

4 Explain how they did the book

  • What methods; reporting, interviewing, observation, research, and participation
    • all of the above:
      • Reporting=telling the reader
      • Interviewing=asking questions and learning stories
      • Observation=watching people at the hotel and explaining things
      • Research=goes into depth on why taxidermy is a thing
      • Participation=stuffing her own squirrel
    • What was the most important accomplishing what they wanted to do?
      • Taxidermy isn’t stuffing an animal, they aren’t making stuffed animals they are making art.
    • Consider author’s perspective: are they objective or depend on opinion or subjective observations?
      • Subjective observation; isn’t everything subjective.

 

5 Is the author emotionally involved with the story or is it just another news story?

  • Emotionally involved because she created connections with these people.

 

6 Your reactions

Taxidermy is weird; I still really don’t get it, but maybe that’s because I don’t hunt. But I do have a better understanding of why people do it now because I’ve read this book.

 

Want cohesive paragraphs? Don’t want bullet points? Want complete thoughts?

I want sleep and my body not to hate me. I’m a wreck and this is not as good as it could be, but something better is gonna happen!

Article 1 – Sibling Distance Rewrite – 10/10/16

The phone stops ringing and at the top of the screen, it says: “Tiffany Facetime unavailable” and with a sigh, I tap the cancel button. Within the next minute, the ringing is back and it’s my little sister Tiffany FaceTiming me back.

This year, Tiffany is a sophomore at the University of Omaha. I tap the answer button. She is wearing a towel and in the process of drying her hair. It’s 11pm. She likes to shower late, just like when all of our conversations happen. Late.

Yet, once the other answers it’s like we aren’t even apart. It immediately goes into a conversation about her day and others just to catch me up on her life. Some days there just isn’t time for us to talk. “It’s really hard being here,” Tiffany said. “Hard because sometimes I just want to talk to someone who understands everything about me, but I can’t because our schedules are different. When one person is free the other isn’t or sleeping or working . . . it’s just hard.” It’s the really bad days that get us to call each other.

Long-distance sibling relationships aren’t your typical relationships because casual relationships fade over time, while sibling ties are forever. When you stop seeing a friend and you meet back up sometimes the relationship is still there but other times, the connection is gone. You don’t really have that problem with siblings; it’s the family connection, blood ties. Whatever you’d like to call it, it’s like how that saying goes: “You can’t choose your family.” You don’t have to talk or interact often because no matter what family ties last.

Brayton Hagge, in her last year of college at Morningside, has a younger sister, Keely, who just started college at Doane. It was between Brayton’s classes when she got a call from her sister needing to talk to her as soon as possible. That’s what’s so good about a cell phone because it keeps you in constant contact with those you love.

Brayton agrees that sibling conversations are never chit-chat, it’s always: I had a really bad day can you listen to me? or Oh my god! This just happened! or This just happened to me! or even Hey, I just wanted to hear your voice.

Those are the only times Brayton hears from Keely, and I agree because those are the times that I hear from Tiffany. It’s the dramatic moments or the big moments in life that make long distance sibling relationships hard because you’re only in contact with those moments. Even when you do get to hear about what happened it’s a couple of days late.

Jordan Heim a resident assistant (RA) on Morningside’s campus is trained to handle problems such as homesickness. The summer before the year starts, he and the other RAs go to training, where they are given a calendar of the year of when the students are more likely to feel certain emotions such as depression, stress, and homesickness.

“You eventually get to know your residents,” Jordan says. “You all live together, so it’s easy to get an understanding of people and their day to day life.” This is Jordan’s second year as an RA. Being a returning RA, he notices more details in his residents, new and old, every year. After talking to other RAs, a big indicator for when something is wrong the resident will stop acting like themselves, they’ll start skipping classes, and do things that they don’t normally do. Also, friends of the resident will even tell their RA that their friend is acting up and these are all warning signs that something is wrong.

Not only are RA’s trained and advised about what emotions will hit at a certain time. RA’s are trained to see the warning signs of certain ailments. For homesickness, residents will begin to isolate themselves from others, keep friends distance, keep communication to a minimum, and overall not be themselves. RA’s are trained and taught to get to know their residents and to listen for certain keywords that students will say. At this point, RA’s would just check in on the resident, engage in some friendly conversation, and just see how things are going. Just being friendly and letting them you’re there for them is a helpful way to battle homesickness.

Telby Madison, a part-time Iowan from Minnesota, thinks a little differently. His home in Minnesota, where his brother lives, is six hours away from Telby’s Sioux City home. He says he talks to his younger brother, Tyber, once or twice a week via phone call, snapchat, or text message. “I think it’s relaxing,” Telby laughs at the distance between the two. “This means I don’t have to deal with Tyber and his nonsense.”

Distance with siblings is a part of growing up and it can’t be avoided. You go to the same elementary school but are in different classes, you make your own friends, you choose your own fields of studies, and you choose different schools. Yet every step of the way, your sibling is there.

There are ways to adjust to the distance such as setting aside time during the day to make plans to talk. Texting is also an option but it can be harder because other things can distract you while you’re texting, while a phone conversation is in the moment with the person.

Jordan, while communicating with a student who may be showing some symptoms for homesickness, will use a technique residence life taught the RAs in training called: verbal judo.

Verbal judo is a communication technique used to communicate with residents and is mainly used one on one to see how the student is doing. There is a difference between small talk and asking how a resident is doing, verbal judo is used when an RA is worried that the resident is isolating himself or herself. When using this technique, the RA uses careful words when communicating when talking to the resident and embracing the silence for reflection on both parties. The silence that would be considered ‘awkward’ is encouraged here because it opens a channel of communication that allows the resident to think about their feelings before sharing with their RA.

The distance of being in another state is the silence for siblings with such different schedules. “This time, when we’re away, it’s permanent because you never know when you’re going to see the person again,” Tiffany says. I agree, you never know the next time you’ll see or even talk to the person. You can make plans, but sometimes plans fall through.

Keely and Brayton for example, Brayton was studying abroad in Northern Ireland last year and because of that, she had to miss her sister’s high school graduation. It wasn’t an intentional to miss her graduation, it just happened that way. Keely was mad, but because they’re siblings they got over it together.

Yet, with the distance and silence being a problem it also brings people together.

“Now that Keely is in college it’s easier for us to better relate to each other because we are dealing with the same challenges,” Brayton says.

Telby says, “Being apart has made our relationship better and I appreciate him [Tyber] more when I do spend with him.”

My FaceTime conversation with Tiffany has changed from crying about how hard the past week has been, to the happy things during the day, to the funny stories of the dog she dogsits, and to how we can’t wait to see each other again. The conversation takes a pause to collect our thoughts to see if either of us is forgetting something.

My sister breaks the silence first. “Hey, I’m getting sleepy. Thanks for talking to me,” she says.

“No problem. Good night.”

We blow each other kisses and then we hang up. Distance doesn’t get easier, but it’s all just a growing process. Some days are better than others, but family will always be there for each other. Being on our own is just learning how to be independent adults that and sometimes we need that distance from what makes us comfortable. And sometimes we just need someone to hear us.

Personal Narrative – Final

I snapped out of a trance and I found myself sitting next to the fire circle with people twirling flames inside and I had no memory of how I got there. Looking around, there were two guys next to me and I didn’t know who they were but in arm’s reach was my friend, Owen. At that point, I wasn’t completely alone, but I was scared because I had no clue how we had gotten there.

“So, how did you guys find each other?” someone asked.

“Oh! Ask her!” Owen waved the person off to me, “my sister is better at telling the story than I am.”

His group looked over at me. Somehow, in our drunken state, we managed to keep the story of us, Owen and me, being siblings rolling and everyone there believed us.

Alcohol abuse is an important topic for me to write about because alcohol is fun, but drinking excessively is not fun. Sure, you always hear the fun stories of how great it is to be drunk, but the horror stories of college binge drinking are real. I’m saying this out of an experience and according to the National Council on Alcoholism and Drug Dependence (NCADD) “One in every twelve adults abuse or depend on alcohol.” If you don’t consider yourself an adult, here’s another statistic, “each year one out of every five deaths among young people is caused by addiction.” That is why this topic matters.

That was me and thanks to this experience, I’ve turned into a better person. I only went to the music festival Revival because Owen asked me to. He described it to me as a major hippy fest. What could go wrong at a hippy festival? A lot of things and because of those things it changed my drinking habits, for the better.

Revival means rebirth. Did I go to this music festival intending to come back a changed person? No, but I did and the lessons I learned from there came with a prince, but because of them, I am better.

Owen is my friend and fake sibling. He was also a resident assistant (RA) on campus for the last two years. When RA’s are trained, they are not trained in alcohol or drug abuse; they are informed to advise the student to talk to Bobbi Meister Morningside’s on-campus counselor or Carol Morningside’s registered nurse.

Have you heard that if you admit that you’re an alcoholic it means you really aren’t one? It’s because alcoholics don’t admit that they have a problem. Yet you know when you start getting out of hand. It’s just your choice whether to believe yourself or not.

Louise Delage, @louise.delage, is a 25-year-old Parisian Instagram star. According to Self.com, “her photos are the definition of Insta-envy. Her clothes are always simply chic, and her hair effortlessly styled. Her extravagant, party life translated to Instagram gold.” Louise joined Instagram 2 months ago in August and has more than 47,000 followers. Yet there is more than what meets the eye.

Going to Revival, It was mid-afternoon when Owen and I arrived at the campground. Driving in we saw people dressed as fairies with big torn up wings, others dressed like gypsies with the coin skirts, some dressed in furs like foxes, and some with just jeans with body paint. Revival is one weekend a year and I wondered: Where do these people live? What do these people do for a day job? How do these people live outside of Revival?

Revival happened over the summer going into my junior year of college and now that I’m older, I’ve learned that drinking underage is a hassle. I think it’s a hassle now because when you’re underage you have to find someone to buy you alcohol and if you aren’t with that person when they buy the alcohol you find a time when you’re both free to pick up the booze. If you do manage to get the booze, you aren’t even allowed to have it because you’re underage. So, you go through more work to hide it.

This is a music festival, what’s a music festival without booze? So, obviously, we needed booze. Owen and I needed someone buy for us, our guy brought it for us, I picked it up from our person, we hid the booze, and snuck it into Revival.

Eventually, our friends showed up and the real party had begun. The first night turned from a casual night of drinking to just get a feel of the place into a hard night of boozing. Owen wandered into a tent and stole someone’s goldfish crackers, we lost our friends, the lie about Owen and I being half-siblings who found each other in college began, and then I woke up puking.

This moment was nothing compared to other moments where I’ve drunk way more than last night. I’ve woken up feeling worse and with more bruises than I could count. Last night was baby stuff. This was only bad because instead of being in the comfort of my own home, I had port-a-potties.

Next came an afternoon nap knowing that tonight was going to be a night of even heavier drinking. I used a bag of beer cans as a pillow. When I woke up, I laid there accepting that new way of living was now my life. That’s what camping festivals do to you. You get immersed into the world of where you are and you forget what the outside world is like. It felt like a part of me had died but another part of me was alive.

At this point, I needed to eat something else besides slightly warmed hot dogs. At an overpriced food stand, I got a quinoa bowl with avocado and veggies and paid extra for the chicken. It was a small bowl, but it wasn’t a hot dog. After I ate, I felt better knowing I had solid food in my stomach and that made me feel like I was ready to drink. I think I felt ready to drink because people always say it’s better to drink on a full stomach rather than an empty one. That way the alcohol soaks in the food rather than goes straight to the blood stream.

This was the night that changed my drinking habits. This was when I saw my drinking get out of hand and basically become a problem. The same could go for Louise, who poses in every Instagram picture with a drink or bottle of booze. There’s nothing wrong with a drink in a picture. Yet Aaron White, Ph. D., senior scientific advisor at the National Institute on Alcohol Abuse and Alcoholism (NIAAA) says, “studies show that the life people portray on social media tends to reflect what’s happening in their real life.” Yet, those are assumptions. Alcohol and drug abuse are hard to tell in anyone. So, who’s to say anyone has a problem?

We thought we had everything planned after experiencing the night before. We put balloons that lit up on the outside of our tent. So, our drunken selves would see the glowing balloons and know we live there. Our friends brought some Revival wear like glow sticks and fairy wings. One started to wear a gypsy coin skirt.

When I think of Revival, I still hear the sound of that skirt. It gives me a headache and makes my whole body ache. Just recently, I went to a Renaissance Festival and those skirts were there. My mind went into a spiral downhill, I knew where I was but I wasn’t completely sure. I felt myself freeze and I felt like I needed to run away. When I hear that sound I can’t focus and I lose myself but not in a good way.

The night started off with a pill of Adderall each between Owen and me then a nap. When we woke up we were both surprised that the Adderall hadn’t kicked in. “It’s old,” Owen said.

“Let’s take another?” I suggested.

We shrugged, took another Adderall, and immediately started drinking in the tent. We took pulls from wine in a bag, chugged ber-ritas, and drank our livers dead. We just wanted to get as much drinking in as we can before we left the comfort of our tent. Before we left the tent we filled empty water bottles with booze to take with us to the stage ground.

There was dancing, cheering, lights, pictures, and that’s when things started to become fuzzy. That’s when I woke up from my trance next to the twirling flames.

Sunday morning, the last morning at Revival I didn’t puke but I felt heavy. It was raining outside and I was still wired from the Adderall. I tried to think about the night but couldn’t remember what happened to me or even what I did. That’s what I began to notice the pain; my left knee was bandaged up with gauze being held down by four band-aids, my ankles were scratched up, my ribcage felt bruised, and on my left breast looked like a cigarette burn. All I wanted to do was go home and Owen agreed.

Remember Louise? Well, she’s fake but her addiction is real and relates to many other people. I’m not an addict and if I was, I saw a lifestyle that I didn’t want. I guess, I can say I want to change my life and that’s how lifestyle’s change, but I’m just one example.

Louise was a part of a campaign created by Addict Aide to be used as an eye-opener to help people struggling with addiction. The Guardian says that this campaign goes as far to show people that you see people every day, but never even suspect them of being an addict.

Revival has taught me multiple lessons: know your limits otherwise, you’ll drink yourself sick and go from handling 5-7 drinks like a champ, into only handling 3 drinks and just want to go to bed. Don’t mix drugs and alcohol, I didn’t think anything bad would happen but I woke up with no memories of the night before. You can drink and have fun but drinking in moderation is the best way to go about things.

I mention Louise throughout the piece because she was a fake account created as a reminder that alcohol abuse is dangerous and isn’t always easy to identify. If you know someone is having trouble, help can be found here: https://www.ncadd.org/family-friends/there-is-help/helping-a-family-member-or-friend Change your life for better, but don’t do it by doing the worse.

 

Sources:

https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2016/oct/06/shell-drink-to-that-fake-instagram-louise-delage-profile-highlights-alcoholism

http://www.self.com/story/this-fake-instagram-account-teaches-a-surprising-lesson-about-addiction