The Small Things

5/12/10 5:27 PM

Over the course of my freshman year, I learned a few things about dorm life, college life, and my life. But instead of leaving a smorgasbord of profound closing thoughts, I decided to make a list of the small things that I wish I would have known on day one of my college adventure. Don’t straighten your hair under the fire alarm, or the wretched thing will go off and scare the bejesus out of you. It is, in fact, entirely possible to clean your floor with Windex and toilet paper. If you can develop a crush on someone in every class, you are less likely to skip said classes. Don’t procrastinate…pshaw, yeah right. If you get distracted easily, don’t study in your room because there are simply too many other fun things to do there, like staring at your lava lamp. Nap...

Tunage rocks my world

4/29/10 1:51 AM

I wish my life could be Hollywood-ized. I’d be super pleased with a happy ending, Channing Tatum, and awesome clothes…but mostly, I just want good songs to randomly start playing in every moment of my life. A happy, carefree one for my walks to class. A chill, relaxing one to set the mood for a rainy day spent in bed. An upbeat, joyful one for those moments when dancing seems to be the only appropriate action. It would also make awkward moments substantially less awkward because instead of uncomfortable silence, one could simply nod his/her head to the tune of the background music and say, “Good song.” Mission accomplished. Awkward moment effectively eliminated. Unless the other person didn’t like the song…then things would just get tense. Urban...

I'm not in PETA, but I love me some animals

4/20/10 11:02 PM

Today, while walking by the delightful pond located conveniently between Mabee and Case, I spoke to a frog. It was a fine, sunny day and I was in a fine, sunny mood. And as I crossed over the bridge, I heard a happy little croak coming from one of the pond’s inhabitants. I paused and with a smile on my face, I said “Mr. Frog, I really do love you.” As I continued on my way I felt increasingly more bashful about my expression of affection towards that charming amphibian. It is a common occurrence for me to have conversations with members of other species but I will concede that perhaps it is a tad odd to have immediate surges of fondness for creatures such as Mr. Frog. I am simply going to chalk it up to my lack of sleep, my unnatural amounts of Dr. Pepper...

Three Cheers for Change

4/7/10 3:44 PM

The light-bulb inconspicuously hanging over my head has finally lit up. I’ve been denying this for quite some time but I am finally ready to admit it. I, Courtney Britt Colin, am in a deep, muddy rut. So I’m going all Obama-like. I’m going to make some serious changes. I’m changing my major, I’m changing my hair color, and I’m changing my attitude. In the spirit of developing a more positive outlook, I decided to make a list of the small things I love in life. I love holding mugs brimming with warm deliciousness close to my heart. I love looking for shapes in the clouds. I love staying in bed on rainy days. I love putting on clothes that are fresh out of the dryer, finding the perfect song for the mood I'm in, and catching up with old friends. I love... 2 comments

Here's a toast

3/30/10 7:50 PM

I've had my moments of childish fits, of teenage rebellion, of know-it-all comments. I’ve had bad days, bad weeks, and after looking at photographic evidence from when I was thirteen, I now have quantifiable proof that I’ve even had bad years. I’ve told stupid lies, I’ve broken expensive things, and I’ve made some moderately significant mistakes. And yet my parents never dropped me off at some obscure hospital in Nebraska, only to drive off into distant cornfields without their pain-in-the-ass first-born. It's fair to say I never fully appreciated my irreplaceable parental units until I found myself without them. Of course I miss my mom's delightful cooking and her awe-inspiring laundry expertise, but mostly I miss drinking tea... 2 comments