Hello from the first Tuesday of the semester, where things are already getting crazy… I had the pleasure today of timing the trip from Tate Page Hall (at the bottom of the hill) to Cherry Hall (at the VERY top of the hill) to see whether I can feasibly make the trip in as little as 15 minutes twice a week. I’m happy to say that I made it in 13, though I was pretty exhausted at the end. Maybe it’ll get easier the more I do it? I’ve also been trying to figure out my online class and working on the homework my professors are already assigning. That’s it for the bad news, though. On the bright side, my classes are looking pretty interesting. 2/3 of them are for my major. In addition, I have ASL 2 with Jill and English 300. ASL is awesome, of course, and it’s looking like English will at least be survivable. Also I don’t have any Friday classes (be jealous. Be very jealous). So that’s all my beginning-of-the-semester news. On to Question Tuesday!
Rachael:
Universe: I’m sure an astronomy student forced to learn about the universe would think so sometimes (despite the infinitely small proportion that they’re actually learning about). Plus, if you subscribe to the BIG CRUNCH THEORY (the opposite of the Big Bang Theory; the actual scientific theory, I mean, not the awesome sauce television show), even the universe will someday come to realize that it has stretched itself to its limits and snap back in on itself like a universe-sized rubber band, taking everything it contains (aka, everything) with it and crunching (hence the name) us all back to whatever/wherever/however we were before the BIG BANG.
Space: when the same amount of stuff is placed in a larger amount of space, said stuff has to be more separated and farther apart, which might not be a good thing. Like, right now, I think there is too much space between myself and all of you.
Ambah:
1 Y’all: is a ridiculous Southern colloquialism that gives a bad name to Kentuckians everywhere! It’s not quite so bad as yuns, though (however you spell that). It’s also amusing to note that my mom (the one I live with, not you, Amber) recently started using it involuntarily. We have yet to find the cure.
2/3 Umm, I think that it depends on the girl/guy as to when it would be appropriate for her to ask him out. You may have surmised by now that I personally never would, but that’s mostly cause I’m a chicken. If you’ve known each other awhile and you think your chances are good, (and run out of patience waiting for him to do something) then go for it! As for why it takes guys so long to ask, I’d say it’s probably for the same reasons girls are reserved about asking in the first place: they’re nervous and worried about being rejected, so they want to be as sure as possible that the feeling is mutual before they venture to ask. Since girls and guys rarely seem to understand each others’ actions, as obvious as a girl may make it that she likes a guy, he still won’t get it. It’s just a sad fact of life.
4 Your last question is about my opinion on waiting for marriage to kiss. I actually read a book series where one of the guys didn’t want to kiss his girlfriend until they were married, and the way it was portrayed was really romantic. I’m not saying it’s for every couple, and obviously most don’t choose this route. A lot of it probably depends on how you view kissing. The guy in the book I mentioned was really passionate and romantic, and he wanted to reserve his first kiss for his wife. Most people don’t put quite so much import on a kiss, so they don’t feel the necessity of saving their first kiss that long. I don’t know how I would feel about that if I were in a relationship. I think that has to be something a couple discusses, and if one person wants to wait, the other should respect this, and if they can’t, consider whether the relationship is worth continuing.
Jill:
TFiOS: I loved this book, Jill!!!!!! When I realized that it was about a girl who had cancer, and that there was no chance of its being cured, I had fixed in my mind how I thought it would end, and was really not looking forward to said eventuality. For a little while, I was even worried that John Green would make his book end the same as An Imperial Affliction (aka not at all. Seriously, if any actual book ended like that, I just might die, literarily profound or not). But, I certainly wasn’t anticipating the turn it actually took (I don’t want to say, since I’m hoping to coerce some of our friends into reading it for themselves, but hopefully you know what I mean? If not, we’ll have to discuss it in person. Which I’ve been wanting to do anyway. Wow, this is a really long parenthetical statement… Ok, I’ll end it now). In fact, there was a lot that I didn’t expect about this book. Of course, I don’t generally go seeking out books involving cancer. I mean, I usually like sad books once I read them, but I certainly don’t go out of my way to find them. Anyway, seeing as it was about a girl with cancer and other people she met had cancer, I was anticipating a LOT of sadness and tears (in between the enjoyably ironic dialogue. What’s the word for extreme understatement of a situation? I’m sure I remember learning something like that in senior English class, but the only thing I can think of is euphemism, and that doesn’t quite work. Sorry, I’m parenthetically rambling again…). In reality, though, I only got a little teary once or twice. In contrast, with Looking for Alaska my heart was repeatedly ripped out and torn to pieces in the second half of the book (you read that one, right, Jill?). So, TFiOS was definitely less sad than I expected. I can’t really say it was more hilarious, though. I mean, this is John Green, king of hilarity. And also profundity. OH MY GOSH!!! I think profundity is an actual word, guys… It didn’t get an angry red scribble when I typed it :). Ok, I’m getting pretty rambly now (rambly, however, is not a word :( ). Suffice it to say that I immensely enjoyed the book, and I would have bought all his others by now if it weren’t for that giant, guilt-inducing stack of books I already own but haven’t read yet sitting by my bed. *sigh*
So… I’ve just been observing how parenthetically rich this blog post was. Sorry about that. But not really. The overuse of parentheses will most probably continue. Kbai!
Rachael:
Universe: I’m sure an astronomy student forced to learn about the universe would think so sometimes (despite the infinitely small proportion that they’re actually learning about). Plus, if you subscribe to the BIG CRUNCH THEORY (the opposite of the Big Bang Theory; the actual scientific theory, I mean, not the awesome sauce television show), even the universe will someday come to realize that it has stretched itself to its limits and snap back in on itself like a universe-sized rubber band, taking everything it contains (aka, everything) with it and crunching (hence the name) us all back to whatever/wherever/however we were before the BIG BANG.
Space: when the same amount of stuff is placed in a larger amount of space, said stuff has to be more separated and farther apart, which might not be a good thing. Like, right now, I think there is too much space between myself and all of you.
Ambah:
1 Y’all: is a ridiculous Southern colloquialism that gives a bad name to Kentuckians everywhere! It’s not quite so bad as yuns, though (however you spell that). It’s also amusing to note that my mom (the one I live with, not you, Amber) recently started using it involuntarily. We have yet to find the cure.
2/3 Umm, I think that it depends on the girl/guy as to when it would be appropriate for her to ask him out. You may have surmised by now that I personally never would, but that’s mostly cause I’m a chicken. If you’ve known each other awhile and you think your chances are good, (and run out of patience waiting for him to do something) then go for it! As for why it takes guys so long to ask, I’d say it’s probably for the same reasons girls are reserved about asking in the first place: they’re nervous and worried about being rejected, so they want to be as sure as possible that the feeling is mutual before they venture to ask. Since girls and guys rarely seem to understand each others’ actions, as obvious as a girl may make it that she likes a guy, he still won’t get it. It’s just a sad fact of life.
4 Your last question is about my opinion on waiting for marriage to kiss. I actually read a book series where one of the guys didn’t want to kiss his girlfriend until they were married, and the way it was portrayed was really romantic. I’m not saying it’s for every couple, and obviously most don’t choose this route. A lot of it probably depends on how you view kissing. The guy in the book I mentioned was really passionate and romantic, and he wanted to reserve his first kiss for his wife. Most people don’t put quite so much import on a kiss, so they don’t feel the necessity of saving their first kiss that long. I don’t know how I would feel about that if I were in a relationship. I think that has to be something a couple discusses, and if one person wants to wait, the other should respect this, and if they can’t, consider whether the relationship is worth continuing.
Jill:
TFiOS: I loved this book, Jill!!!!!! When I realized that it was about a girl who had cancer, and that there was no chance of its being cured, I had fixed in my mind how I thought it would end, and was really not looking forward to said eventuality. For a little while, I was even worried that John Green would make his book end the same as An Imperial Affliction (aka not at all. Seriously, if any actual book ended like that, I just might die, literarily profound or not). But, I certainly wasn’t anticipating the turn it actually took (I don’t want to say, since I’m hoping to coerce some of our friends into reading it for themselves, but hopefully you know what I mean? If not, we’ll have to discuss it in person. Which I’ve been wanting to do anyway. Wow, this is a really long parenthetical statement… Ok, I’ll end it now). In fact, there was a lot that I didn’t expect about this book. Of course, I don’t generally go seeking out books involving cancer. I mean, I usually like sad books once I read them, but I certainly don’t go out of my way to find them. Anyway, seeing as it was about a girl with cancer and other people she met had cancer, I was anticipating a LOT of sadness and tears (in between the enjoyably ironic dialogue. What’s the word for extreme understatement of a situation? I’m sure I remember learning something like that in senior English class, but the only thing I can think of is euphemism, and that doesn’t quite work. Sorry, I’m parenthetically rambling again…). In reality, though, I only got a little teary once or twice. In contrast, with Looking for Alaska my heart was repeatedly ripped out and torn to pieces in the second half of the book (you read that one, right, Jill?). So, TFiOS was definitely less sad than I expected. I can’t really say it was more hilarious, though. I mean, this is John Green, king of hilarity. And also profundity. OH MY GOSH!!! I think profundity is an actual word, guys… It didn’t get an angry red scribble when I typed it :). Ok, I’m getting pretty rambly now (rambly, however, is not a word :( ). Suffice it to say that I immensely enjoyed the book, and I would have bought all his others by now if it weren’t for that giant, guilt-inducing stack of books I already own but haven’t read yet sitting by my bed. *sigh*
So… I’ve just been observing how parenthetically rich this blog post was. Sorry about that. But not really. The overuse of parentheses will most probably continue. Kbai!
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