A Saturday Out

2010
02.02

So this last Saturday was a pretty fantastic day. It didn’t cost much money and it was quite a bit of fun. My friend Amanda and I had decided that we were going to explore the hidden parts of Marquette (or not so hidden if you actually walk around). First stop was lunch at Donker’s. Donker’s appears to be an old fashion candy store, but if you go in and up the stairs there is a little lunch counter with the best burgers you’ve ever had, for quite the reasonable price. It seems to be set up in a 50’s atmosphere, small, and very friendly. I would definitely recommend it. After leaving Donker’s I told Amanda I wanted to show her what I like to call “The Hidden Mall.” It’s actually Masonic Square, but it’s downtown between and behind the main stores. Most people don’t even know it’s there. You go in the front doors, and it looks like your average (or smaller than average) mall, little shops borders a staircase with little trinkets for sale, a records store, and a water fountain extending to the lower level. The funny thing about this “mall” is after you first walk in and see the few stores at the front, there is just nothing. I mean absolutely nothing. Just empty space fills the rest of this mall, and I mean it. We walked down the open stairs to find exactly three things, the rest of the water fountain, a small wooden model of a plan for the old docks at lower harbor, and a mini-fridge with a coffee pot sitting on top. That’s it. There’s big open spaces where I would assume stores would go, but there aren’t any lights to illuminate them, no doors to separate them, and no signs to say what any of it would be. There was one long dark hall that turned a corner that needs to be explored, but we figured that would best be done with a flashlight.

So it didn’t take us longer to explore the vacant, under-ground mall and take off for bigger and better things. We walked up the street to the history museum that was unfortunately closed, and then over to the “Riding Club” which is a store for anything and everything you could possibly want to ride a horse. After about 10 seconds of being in the store I decided I needed a pair of cowboy boots, but could never afford a pair. The owner did make a joke about us needing a part-time job as they were recently renovating the place, and needless to say, we’re going back to see if she was serious, because then I COULD buy some cowboy boots. Anywho, down the street we went where we saw a pretty sweet looking husky with sunglasses on and a little wool hat. Just to top it all off, the man holding the leash was what we liked to call a “ZZ Top wannabe” Needless to say, his beard was pretty impressive. A quick stop at “Bella Beads” (self-explanatory) and Babycakes, which is a coffee and muffin shop and just so happens to be delicious!

After our lovely jaunt, we went back to my apartment, watched a movie and made jewelry out of the supplies we bought at “Bella Beads” and later went to the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Needless to say, it was a good day. In fact I wish all weekends could be like that, free from worry and just nice and sunny.

Anyways, I’m annoyed with this blog because I feel as though my writing skills today were less than fair. Oh well, whatever, time for lunch.

Walking

2010
01.23

Have you ever noticed that each little branch on a tree seems to be a perfect brush stroke against the pale sky? Have you ever noticed that the world is like a larger than life painting that you can actually walk through? Have you ever noticed the birds flying above you, adding life to an otherwise still sky, or how a sidewalk can be a pathway to realization? Those are just some things I noticed on my walk the other day. It’s funny how much we can miss when we walk with out heads down. I was so surprised, and in awe of how much beauty our Earth holds, even on the gloomiest of days. As I walked it was almost as though I was entranced by how much there was to look at, and it was almost as though everything was in its perfect place in this imperfect world. In fact, as I was walking, looking up at all the perfectly placed colors, I failed to notice the puddle perfectly placed in front of me. Needless to say, once I heard my foot break through the thin ice, and the cold water seep into my sock, it quickly broke me out of my temporary trance-like state. It must have been funny to whoever was driving by to see a girl, head in the clouds, mouth agape, suddenly look down and stumble around the sidewalk. Anywho, I think I’ll be taking walks more often.

On a separate note, I feel my thought processes changing. I feel as though when you start high school, you go through a phase where you realize you’re not a kid anymore, and have to come to terms with being a teenager and a young adult. Well, now I feel as though I’m going through another phase. Graduating soon, I have to realize that I’m not a teenager anymore and have to actually think about what happens after school. A thought that I pushed in the back of my mind, figuring I wouldn’t need to call on it anytime soon as all I’ve known is school. But now, it seems so close, and then I’m going to actually come up with something to do, actually think about what happens after school, and then pursue it. Weird!

Anywho, I can’t concentrate so I must go. 99 Days till I come home!

Sedated Sunday

2010
01.17

Ahh, I love lazy days! Although I feel SUPER lazy. It’s such a change from being home where I actually work. It’s weird, when I’m working at home, I can’t wait to rest and just sit still for awhile, but when I’m at school, all I do is read and do assignments, so I can’t wait until I get to go out and do something. But tomorrow will be good, I have class at 9 am and then I get to go get my laptop wiped….oh fun! I don’t know what’s wrong with it, but it has warnings pop up every 2 seconds, making this post extremely difficult to write.

So, I just got done writing some letters home to my family. I don’t know why, but I would so much rather physically write a letter to people rather than email them. I think it’s because I like to have something solid in my hands. I do recognize the benefits of emails such as it’s much harder to lose them, they can be saved eternally online, and are much quicker to send. Yet, I think that could also be a contributing factor as to why I like real letters. They are much more fragile to time, it sort of makes them a rare commodity.

On a more interesting note, I’m pretty sure I am going to wind up with baby mice very soon. One of the, thought to be, female mice has been trying very hard to fertilize the other one all day long… It’s kind of like having the Discovery Channel very up close and personal, and seeing how it’s on my desk, I’d really love to change the channel. Although little baby mice would be really cute.

So as for classes, they are going pretty well. I just found out that one of my web classes doesn’t have any due dates…very strange. We still have to read the book and takes the tests and quizzes and write a term paper, but we don’t have to turn anything in until the last day of the semester. So, theoretically, I could not do any of it and wait until the very last week, although I won’t because that is a horrible idea. But it does take the stress off, that’s for sure. Anywho, the other classes are pretty normal. Read, do an assignment, take a test, repeat. I had to watch a science fiction movie on subliminal messages in advertising for my Marketing class. It was pretty interesting, a little strange, but a good change from the usual boring class movies. Here’s the link if you’d like to take a look! (http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-9005367754264973286). Oh! Which reminds me, I need to take a pretest for that class sometime today. Well, I won’t bore you anymore with the required stuff, it’s no fun.

So I’ve been thinking more about what I’m going to do after school. I’m still not positive, but I am pretty comfortable with at least taking a year off from school after I graduate, and doing something back on the east. Grad school seems like an awful lot of money and time for something that I’m not 100% on doing, so I’m going to take some time to think about it. Although, taking time off also feels like giving up, which I don’t like either. Oh well, Today is tomorrow’s yesterday, so I might as well enjoy it while this moment is here, right?

Oh, p.s. my friend showed me this website and I found a picture on it that made me think. It’s a body scan of two different women, and it’s pretty interesting. Here’s the link ( http://www.boredpanda.com/body-scans-of-two-women-250lb-vs-120lb-pictures/ ). Just kind of shows us just how what we eat affects the inner us. Oh and here’s another website that I stumbled upon last semester. I really like to look at it because it kind of keeps my eyes open to different people’s experiences. ( http://makesmethink.com/ ) Some of the entries are pretty sad, but some of them are pretty inspirational too. Sometimes it’s just nice to look at somebody else’s world.

Ok this was a really boring entry, and I apologize. I wasn’t feeling terribly poetic or thought provoking, and nothing too exciting has happened lately. So you could say this blog directly reflects my weekend.

To do:
Take the Marketing Pre-test
Read Ch. 1 of Psychology of Personality
Rewatch “They Live” and write the essay

Honest Question

2010
01.15

So just a quick post as I need to promptly retire my eyes to a state of sleep, but I have a begging question. So, if there is anyone out there reading this, I have an honest question for you…. yes you!

Do you believe in love?

Cheesy? Yes, horribly, but I’m really curious. College has been a blessing for me in that it has opened my eyes to many things such as varying political stand-points, drastically different points of view, the realities of the world, the quality of books, the inner workings of the human mind (as well as the effects of various drugs on many mice, Sorry mice!), and what it means to be a real broke college student. But it has also completely shut my eyes to anything magical. It’s as though my mind can no longer comprehend anything without an operational definition, or solid evidence, and that is something I thought I would never lose. I do, however, honestly believe in love, but I guess it is the magic of love and life that I have lost and that is a bit sad. I guess the phrase “Ignorance is Bliss” stands more true than ever in this case. Well, I’m not sure where to go from here, so if there is anyone out there with a bit of greater wisdom or insightful words, I’d love to hear them. …Or see them typed out as the case may be.

Semester Offically Commenced

2010
01.14

So it’s official. The latter part of my Junior year has begun! It’s one step closer to graduating and beginning a real new chapter. Where this takes me I have no idea. The more I sit in class pondering my future, the more confused I get. Should I continue education and become a real full-fledged psychologist, ooooor should I go with my minor and figure out how to own my own business? Decisions, decisions.

Anywho, I’m always quite astonished as to just how graphic my friends and I can be through text messages, and have them turn out so very hilarious. I’m well aware that not everyone would find our conversations funny, but the average college demographic would quite enjoy some of the things we have to say. This just proves that no matter how much I thought I grew up, I’m never going to quite lose that part of my radiating charm. And that would be my random thought for the day.

So, I got everything squared away with my classes for the most part. I wrote down all my due dates for my web classes (the ones that were actually posted for the right semester) and organized my regular class papers. Hopefully I won’t fall behind this semester because I have a horrible habit of dropping classes. It’s been almost one class dropped per semester, and I’m really trying not to do that this time. My transcript can only take so many “W’s.” Oh, p.s. I was reading my “What Psychology Majors could (and Should) be Doing” book for my Junior Seminar class, and there was a passage saying that an undergrad with no research assistant experience basically has no chance of getting into grad school…. Super! I hate research, and now it’s pretty much an unspoken requirement. If I’m not passionate about this now, am I really going to suddenly sprout passion sometime in the future? Doubtful. I love Psychology, but I like knowing the results, and the data, I don’t have enough curiosity to go find it myself. But I know what some will say “Research is a part of psychology Heather, it’s just something you’ve got to do.” But here’s my debate: I’m well aware that life sometimes means doing things you don’t want to do, but, why spend most of your life, or better yet, base your life around doing that something you don’t want to do? Doesn’t quite make sense to me. Oddly enough, I’d actually like to enjoy, at least most of, my life. Who knows, it could change if there was a research topic that I could strongly relate to, but there is just so much that goes into research and analyzing the data, later you have to worry about pulling all your work together, probably bringing it to a conference and presenting it. Then you have to try and publish it in a journal which is usually rejected at least once if not more, and it just seems like I’m standing at the bottom of a hill, looking up at this battle above me that I’m not all that excited to fight in. I just wish I was in something that I was truly passionate about and couldn’t wait to get started in, and just want to be involved in every aspect of. I guess not everyone is gifted with knowing exactly what they want to do. Such is the way of life.

To be quite honest interweb, I just want to be known. I’m not talking famous with huge silicon bags tucked in places they should never go, or radiating white teeth that blind small children. I just want to be known for being really good at one thing. I don’t want fame and fortune, just to be really good at something. The only problem is, I don’t know what that one thing is. I’m not particularly really good at anything, just mediocre in a lot of things. I do like to try and make people laugh, but I think I’d stink in a controlled setting. I’m just more awkward when I’m around people I don’t know.

Anywho, I was told about this sweeeet deal at Pizza Hutt (A personal favorite) and I need to get going so I can meet up with my horribly inappropriate friends to eat 10 days of calories in one sitting. Don’t we sound like keepers? Just admit it, your inner child is in love.

The Blog World

2010
01.12

Ahh, a blog just for me! Although I’m sure I’m nothing compared to the greater writing styles of my older brother, I do have thoughts. So, if anyone would want to read my jumbled mess resulting from hundreds of billions of neurons simultaneously firing through my brain, creating my so-called mind, then they’re here. I was considering writing a blog earlier, simply because I feel as though I have begun a new chapter in my life, and what better way to document it, than a journal broadcasting into cyber space?! Anywho, this will be the tale of me in my second semester of Junior year, and further. The ups the downs the drama. Whatever happens, happens! Right?

Hello Habster!

2010
01.11

Well, here it is: your first real blog! I’m hosting it on my server, but you can give all your friends the address www.heatherbowley.me which is your very own domain! I hope you enjoy the blog, and let me know if you have any questions, OK? P.S., you are more than welcome to delete this little welcome note.

Love always,

Jonny