Quote of the Day:
“MST 3K”, “The Phantom Planet” – aired 03.17.01 on the Sci-Fi Channel
1) “Today the moon narrowly missed hitting a man’s eye like a big pizza pie.” – Crow
“Scientists believe that’s amore.” -Servo
2) This is almost as good as 2001 – nails driven into your eyes!
3) Collecting for the March of Dimes is complicated in space.
Today I have been reveling in my newfound freedom. Since my last dairy entry came ten days ago you may be asking what has been keeping me so restricted. Besides the usual schoolwork, that is. I have a few hints for the few people who haven’t had to listen to me rant and rave about it before now.
Three things made my day yesterday:
1) I found the impossibly lost “St. Elmo’s Fire” tape just before we really needed it and about ten minutes before having it would have been useless
2) We had real cheesecake for dessert (I don’t even like cheesecake and this stuff is delicious)
3) Initiation ended at 11:15 PM
If you haven’t guessed what has been keeping me busy yet then you didn’t read hint number three because it is stated there outright. Initiation. I am the Alpha Chi Omega warden or ritual chair and that means that almost every aspect of initiation falls under my jurisdiction. Let’s just say that this is a very big job for one person to tackle by herself. The only real problem I encountered during the planning and execution was that I the binder of written information that is supposed to be passed down between wardens got lost a few semesters ago. I forgot a few details since I only had my memory to rely on in the absence of the binder. Fortunately our president remembered the things I didn’t and everything went just fine. Better than fine – probably as close to perfect as a house with more than one hundred sisters can get with the amount of practice we can schedule.
I read my diary entry from after last semester’s initiation and I remembered that I hadn’t gone to bed afterwards until 3:30 AM. The improvement from fall to spring initiation was about three hours considering that I went to bed last night at 12:30 AM. As soon as the ceremony was over and everything was put away I ran into the dining room to make sure it was ready for our post-initiation party. I was a little frantic when I didn’t see the pizza that was supposed to be delivered at 11:30 PM but then someone told me it was only 11:15 PM! My response was a triumphant “YES!” and a little dance to celebrate. I was so pleased and the other sisters were extremely grateful for the ordeal to be over before midnight. Initiation was a giant success and a feather in my cap because, no matter how unorganized our president thought it was last night, I pulled it off without losing my cool. Several girls congratulated me last night after it was over and that made me feel good. Probably none of the other sisters will think of this again but I know I will and the thought will make me proud.
In a deviation from my usual musical preferences I purchased the newest Bon Jovi album today during my weekly shopping trip. I heard “It’s My Life” the other day and it has been running through my head ever since. So since I would like to know more lyrics than the first couple of lines in the chorus. What a great song. How many times have I written about the impact of music on moods? I don’t need to repeat myself, I guess, but I will say that I feel very energized after hearing the song.
There are many ways I can use this energy. I have a couple of homework assignments and a report due next week as well as an IPPD peer review on Monday. I regret that I haven’t been able to spend much time on IPPD since initiation preparations started last week. I am really out of the loop now. As the end of the semester approaches (we only have four and a half weeks of classes left) things are going to pile up fast. The actual initiation ceremony is over now but that doesn’t mean that my job is. I have to compile the absentee list to see who gets fined for missing last night and assemble a new binder for the warden position. Another sister has been elected to take over my position in the fall since I am not going to be here and there is no way I am going to leave her without all of my wisdom on paper. Maybe this sounds conceited but I think that after four years here I can presume that “wisdom” is the correct word to describe what I know about initiation. Since the new warden joined only last semester she is going to have quite a job handling it by herself. She helped me out last night and was indispensable so I am certain of her ability to run the show but there’s no way she knows everything since last night was her first time through on the sister side. I am determined to have everything see needs in a binder for her by the end of the semester. When will I have time to do that, you ask? Beats me. I guess this freedom I thought I had come into is just an illusion.