Hello all :)
I know i really should go into great detail about my week and classes and such, but id rather be present just now. So ill make it short and sweet.
As far as my classes this past week, i had one writing intensive and one on surrealism. In the writing class Tamara (we are asked to call the teachers by their first names. Its pleasantly relaxed in the communicative arts classes.) ...well, Tamara gave us a subject or idea to write about, then sent us to the computer lab to write without stopping with the monitors turned off. When hit with "writers block," we were not allowed to stop. So most of us had entries that looked something like:
"I need to leave for the improv concert in a few minutes. I don't know what to write about. I'll come back to this post and attempt completion in the near future. Thanks for viewing, leave your message after the tone! beep."

Adapting 101

Hello all.
I recognize that its been more than a week, sorry about that. I'll refrain from too many details about my adventures thus far...
The communicative arts major consists of 2 classes each morning that are 2 hours each, and rotate from week to week. Last week I had a class about words and their definitions, in which we explored connotation of words and the politics in defining them. The other began with a question: "what matters?" Basically, everything I've been programmed to think and believe was defenestrated so that we could explore how society is manipulated and how we, as "future leaders," would fix it. I saw "V for Vendetta" for the first time, and was encouraged to consider the dynamics of justice and injustice through the plot. Could we be under similar governmental manipulation in a more surreptitious fashion? Is it possible to manipulate people for the better, since many have no will to think for themselves?

Additionally, i take 2 and a half hours of dance class each day, which begins with a ballet class geared toward honing technique. But while Mrs. Rodgers has a particular aptitude for teaching ballet, she's also the creative type, and on most days she'll give us a theme or idea for a dance and let us choreograph amongst ourselves. honestly, we've been surprised by the clever and aesthetic products of our ruminations together. We're rather a motley crowd, in a good way.

But honestly, social aspects have been as much of a jolt as anything else. As much as i was expecting the cliquey and attention craving type people to be the minority here, they seem to make up the majority. I've met plenty of neat people, really- but its easy to feel alienated by the blatant difference in beliefs. There is so much that I haven't yet been desensitized too, and I'm praying it will stay that way. But as far as i can see, God is as much involved in my GHP adventures as I am, and I'll definitely, definitely be okay.

I do miss all of you! And if it strikes your fancy then do send me a letter, i fancy letters a great deal. [ Valdosta State University, 1204 North Patterson St. Valdosta, GA 31698]

until next time,
katy :)
(ps: THERE ARE A MILLION KATIE'S HERE.)

Prepare to Launch

This blog is supposed to be a series of informative blurbs concerning life at ghp, but it may wiggle into bigger pants in the future. Certainly nobody wants to read useless rambling or garble; so at the very least I'll give a heads up if I'm feeling a paragraph of vent or a chapter of thinking-out-loud coming on. And, by the way, hearing that you've read my blog or are able to adventure with me while reading it would make me perfectly giddy, to say the least.
First, a light debriefing:
I am staying here:

In this dorm:

(mhm i think it's pretty too)
and turning into this:

I'll have 4 hours of communicative arts studies then 2 & a half- ish of my minor, hopefully dance.
I'm expecting adventure. And conveniently, I don't know what to expect.
hm. 5:06 pm two days before i leave makes me think i should pack now. :)

[owl by Donna McKenzie of Corella Illustration]