Thaaaaaat's meeeee! Um, yeah, so my post-every-day plans were thwarted by an impromptu trip to Tanglewood. I even Febrezed my Yale hoodie for the occasion, since I've been known to meet other Yalies in public just by wearing it, even though I am Way Too Lazy to actually wash it. My important things (see: car, hoodie, keys, bedroom) all have some kind of Yale on them, mostly because I think it imbues them with good karma and makes it less likely I'll lose my keys. Anyway, hoodies: alas, only Princeton (1) and Harvard (1) spotted. Also, sadly, it is nearly fall, which meant it got dark - and cold - before I anticipated it. Due to some citronella-scented miracle, there were no bugs, and the golden moon rising over the music shed was beautiful.
Classes start tomorrow - real college classes, not just AP classes which you're told are like college but are really, honestly not. I'm taking Sociology of Sex & Gender and Vietnam Through Film & Memoir. Since I like to fancy myself the love child of Tim O'Brien and Eve Ensler, this should be fun. Not sure if I mentioned that my eventual plan is to double-major in Anthropology and Women's, Gender & Sexuality Studies with plenty of creative writing thrown in.
I've been watching a wonderful YouTube video over and over - it's called How To Be Alone, by Andrea Dorfman (artist/animator/bird aficionado), and Tanya Davis (poet/singer/fellow knitter & coffeeshop dweller). In some ways, a gap year is an exercise in aloneness - it is a choice to abandon your peers, many of whom you have known since kindergarten (or second grade, in my case). It is a choice to jump off the rails of the educational and social train you boarded when you were too young to realize it. A loose year with few formal ideas can either be threatening or tranformative. I expect plenty of the former but, in the end, overwhelming doses of the latter.
I can only hope to produce art like this, simple and playful and peaceful all at once.
-- Julia
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