I will be turning 29 next week and while I may not be one to harp on age, there is a sense of “oh my goodness, I’m an adult now” that has marked the choices I’ve made this year. Sometimes, it’s a bit overwhelming to have to fend for myself, so I decided to do something completely indulgent and buy myself a present, one that serves no real function or purpose except to make me happy.
So why does an old lunchbox please me so much? It all started when I went off to school for the very first time, MoonDreamers lunchbox in hand and a thermos full of spaghetti inside. I remember having lots of spaghetti for lunch as a kid, until I ended up on the school lunch program after my mom started working again. I loved my lunchbox. I remember carrying it proudly to the cafeteria, swinging it as I walked in line with my fellow classmates. I didn’t always love what I found inside, but the cool factor of having a lunchbox with cartoons and glow-in-the-dark spots was worth it.
I must’ve loved the MoonDreamers too, though I always wonder just how much I really understood. You see, I only spoke Spanish until I started going to school and was thrown off the deep end into English. Somehow, I managed to make meaning while watching that show, and that lunchbox cinched it.
My mom gave my lunchbox away after I started receiving school lunches. I didn’t realize the loss until I was older and by then it was too late to get it back from my cousins (to whom most of my things went). This isn’t the box I had–mine was blue–but it makes me smile all the same.
The more papers, theses, and dissertations I review, the more I find myself yearning for the kind of theoretical literary intellectual wank-fest I used to engage in when I was in grad school. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t miss the deadlines or the stress of term paper time, but I do miss those group discussions when everyone bounced ideas around in class/behind the library/or around a cafe table. I miss deep, often pointless intellectual conversations where we all think we’re onto something truly original and inspired. And I miss theory. Good lord do I miss being able to think in theoretical terms and write up complex gobbledygook that makes me sound brilliant (or slightly mad). I also miss having heated debates on women’s issues and feminism. It’s been too long since I’ve been in an environment with women (or men for that matter) interested in discussing gender and society, whether literary or real, with some level of understanding. I love working with students, but sometimes I just crave a good conversation with someone like-minded and, let’s admit it, grown-up. Maybe I just miss adult conversation that does not involve work or relationships, that isn’t weighed down by the need to explain what I mean. Someone slap me with some information!
My birthday is on Monday, and I’ve been thinking of all the changes and things I’ve experienced during this past year. Therefore, I decided to compile a list of my accomplishments… because it is the sort of thing that I do.
I upgraded my career by moving from a part time library assistant job at one university to become a full time Circulation supervisor at another university. v.g.
Even better, I applied for a full time professional position with my current institution and was accepted for the position. I officially start on July 1st. 🙂
I just took my comps exam and am only 5 weeks away from graduation. Will soon be able to add more letters after my name.
I have conducted three information literacy sessions, and actually had students come in to see me for more information the day after (!!!).
I learned all kinds of things about cataloging. (My personal best was entering 400 records in a day).
I took on and completed 2 freelance gigs. One involving graphic design; the other, writing.
I’ve become much more active on the social web. (har har, library speak for I’m all over the internets)
I actually used my power as a notary to do some good.
I’ve become much more open with students and colleagues.
I’ve updated my CV and have started looking into publishing some articles in future.
I drove almost all the way to Orlando in a rented car! And I planned the trip on my own! (mostly)
I got myself a new laptop and made an effort to go green by buying a refurb and recycling my old desktop.
I have read around 80 books in the last year. Although, the count is probably higher if I include all my school readings.
I made a hair mistake by getting highlights and then remembering that I never liked highlights in the first place. Promptly, cut it and tried to blend it in. Am back to brunette now.
I eliminated old debts and learned to manage my cash.
I started working out more and discovered that I really enjoy Pilates, yoga, and cardio workouts. Also, realized my knees really can’t take a lot of running. 😦
Had a couple of health scares but am relatively normal now.
Found a tentative balance between work, school, and personal time. Will soon have to adjust to a new schedule and find a way to fit in some writing time.
Redesigned my blog twice.
Had some excellent meals and enjoyed the benefits of my Groupon addiction.
Have helped all manner of creatures great and small.
When I was a kid, there were several movies that had a big impression on me and really inspired my creativity and imagination. Among these were Labyrinth, The Neverending Story, Legend, and The Princess Bride (and those Ewok, Star Wars spin-off movies). I loved fantasy and I was particularly interested in mermaids and old-timey country girls, hence my mild obsession with anything mermaid related and Heidi.
Before Disney’s The Little Mermaid was released (the first movie I remember seeing in a theater), my mom bought me a VHS copy of a strange anime version of Hans Christian Andersen’s “The Little Mermaid”. And, thanks to the magic of YouTube and ingenious uploaders, I have found this little piece of nostalgia… coincidentally, this was also the first anime that I ever watched.
Well, not quite, though it is a case of “when I was your age”. I was reading the text for the reference course that I’m taking and came across a sentence that mentioned the “eight planets of our solar system” and I realized that this is one of those facts that have changed for students in school today. I remember when our solar system had 9 planets. I also remember reading about the USSR until I was in second grade. Seems so insignificant, but it shows how “facts” are always changing.
In the last month, I’ve run into several people that I knew when I was in high school and this has prompted me to think about who I am and how I’ve changed since then. So here’s a reflection of me in the last (almost) 10 years.
When I was 15:
I got my first computer! Yipee! (and free interwebs for a year, now that was a deal)
I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism.
My greatest concern was having enough save to buy whatever cd/movie/accessory I wanted.
I was very into science and wanted to be a forensic pathologist when I grew up.
I was just getting very into David Bowie and Sarah Brightman.
I was becoming very interested in the Victorian era and period films.
Now that I am almost 25:
I am no longer a computer novice. And I spend more time on the interwebs than watching tv, hence why I got rid of my tv with the Dtv switch.
My hypothyroidism is under control, but I just found out that I have the knees of a much older woman… or a grandma. Apparently, it’s genetic.
My greatest concern is my lack of funds and all that arises from that.
I have an MA in English and am working on an MLS in Library & Info Science. That’s about the only science in sight right now.
I still love Bowie and Sarah Brightman, though my musical horizons have expanded considerably (thanks to the web).
I have read too many Victorian novels and watch far too many period films.
I am a huge Bowie fan. Anyone who knows me really well knows that my obsession can be a bit much at times. So, a couple of weeks ago I went on a closet cleaning frenzy and did what I had been threatening to do for ages: I uploaded all by Bowie albums onto Cassius (Cassius being my iPod. That could be read in so many ways, otherwise.).
Now, I love Bowie and every so often I feel like I rediscover him again. For example, when I’ve gone for months without listening to a certain song and I hear it and remember when I first heard it. It’s like re-reading a favorite book, or watching a movie you loved as a kid (though that didn’t go very well for me when I watched “The Little Mermaid” as an adult and realized how very inappropriate it can be. Still love it, but can’t help but be a little struck by the fact that Ariel is only sixteen… but I digress). Anyhow, I put Bowie on a loop, all 253 tracks. For about 2 weeks. It was supposed to keep me alert while writing, but even I am a little sick of it now.