Some quick highlights…

Some quick highlights…

Some things you can’t put into words. I’m here tonight to write about the other things that you can. Let’s reflect on some of the highlights of the past couple of months. Charter day was a success! Congratulations to Amanda Wagstaff ’10, who won the Charter Day Art Contest with her watercolor painting of Barrett Hall!
Should I reminisce on my first day of College? Moving into Barrett Hall was probably one of the most memorable moments for my family and me. I can recall the sweltering heat, the crowded hallways, the awkward “hellos”  I got from hall mates carrying microwaves and mini-fridges. I remember what it felt like to hug my parents tightly trying not to really show what a momentous occasion it was to be dropped off in Williamsburg as an only child. I was away from Richmond; I was separated  from the only place I called home. I can recollect on the frustrations and the confusion of getting lost in my own building and the sadness I felt realizing that my closest friends from high school were spread out to colleges across the country, across the world.
Here and now, four years later, I sit across from Barrett Hall. I can recall how wonderful it was to meet Anika, my favorite Orientation Aid, how the awkward “hellos” turned into craft nights and best friends forever, and how quickly I began to feel like I was at home all along. I can recollect now on how high school reunions make for pleasant surprises and how College
traditions can bring comfort and a new sense of family.
The Martin Luther King, Jr. Commemoration was a success. Dr. Eddie S. Glaude was the keynote speaker. After the program, I made a list of goals that I have to give back to the community once I graduate; I want to make an impact and stomp out inequality. The beauty of February comes not only from Black History Month, but also from the fact that I celebrated my 22nd
birthday at Red Lobster with wonderful friends! There was also a surprise birthday party for me at work in University Relations! There was even a Ukrops cake. I could not have asked more.
Recently the interns met up for a much needed reunion at Alisan’s house. We had a potluck and took a well-needed study break!
A side note, please check out the absolutely amazing new and improved Admission dean’s website. I love it!  Now, I am of course looking forward to Admitted Students Day! I cannot wait to meet all of you future members of the tribe!
Things are really looking up these days. I have heard back from some graduate schools! It’s all good news ! I know, I know, you are anxious to hear about which school I will accept…no worries, I will make a decision soon and blog all about it!
Thanks for reading and tune in next time…

The Sublime

Merry Christmas–
“Lives of great men all remind us we can make our lives sublime.” –Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Henry Longfellow is one of the most beloved American poets of all time. His poetry is well, simply sublime. He wrote, “Paul Revere’s Ride,” and “Christmas Bells.” Classic.Next semester Professor Adam Potkay will be teaching a “heavy” course on the sublime.There is nothing more sublime than watching Colonial Williamsburg’s Grand Illumination from your dorm room window.
My last few weeks of the semester were spent working on a term paper for my Senior Seminar on black writers in English society with Professor Jacquelyn McLendon. The sound of fireworks was somehow comforting, cathartic during a time of high stress and vulnerability. Senior year has been more exciting than stressful. Yet I find myself indulged in future plans, future goals, future dreams.
There are several things I am looking forward to in 2010. Basketball games with the pep band, the Dr. Martin Luther King Commemoration, Valentine’s Day, William & Mary Charter Day, Race for the Cure and of course, Admitted Students Day. The interns are so excited to meet you all!
I am abundantly thankful for the year, for the amazing people I’ve met and the times that I’ve had at the College and beyond. I am a firm believer in new beginnings…
Bring on the New Year—

O ye of little faith…

So you thought I’d never blog again? You were wrong. I’ve been SUPER busy the past couple of weeks. Between taking the GRE, playing with the pep band, writing my senior thesis and preparing for the end of the semester, time has swiftly passed.
I have decided that I will be running the 5k in April. It should not only be a big deal because of my new found love for jogging, but the run will be for a good cause.
So I have a confession…
For the past couple of years I have been a collector of Vera Bradley bags. Oh yes, those patterned delights that you see girls and women of all ages carrying at the mall, to work, to class, to Bermuda, everywhere! I became fascinated with the purses in high school because a friend of mine modeled for Vera Bradley. I’d like to think that made me famous by default.
I became even more enthralled with the bags when Vera Bradley announced its “Tickled Pink” series. Funds from profits of these items go toward the Susan G. Komen Foundation for Breast Cancer. Recently, someone very close to me was affected by breast cancer. I look forward to participating in Race for the Cure, and will be training for the next few months.
In other news, I participated in Fall Focus this past weekend. It was an absolute blast! I was lucky enough to sit on a panel with a professor of Neuroscience, John Griffin, Mary Schilling, director of Career Services and Richard Walsh, a fellow senior and admission intern. Students and parents asked about everything from dining on campus, to picking a major, to our favorite spots in the ‘burg! Saturday was not only a good day because I got to meet so many students who were interested in our music program, but also because we won yet another football game! 9-1. Oh yeah!
Recently, I wrote an article for William & Mary news on Tribal Fever. I had the pleasure of asking Chase Hathaway, co-founder of the group, about his goals and hopes for the club and tribe athletics. It was really awesome. One of the things that struck me was his dedication to making fans feel like they are a part of a culture, a culture of “loving this College.” Now, people across the nation can join the Fever or the Silver Club to support William & Mary athletics. We’re doing big things in a big way!
Right now, through the craziness of presentations, stress of finishing up my personal statement, and keeping my car clean in the aftermath of a flood in the Tidewater area, I can’t wait for Thanksgiving. Jamestown Hall Council will be putting on a Thanksgiving celebration next week. So much to do!
Thinking about the approaching holidays has compelled me to feel abundantly grateful for these College days.

So I got a new car.

This blog is all over the place.
Last week was extremely hectic for me. A few tests, a few
interviews, a few papers and then the career fair. This weekend I am going to
the football game with one of my sorority sisters at Norfolk State
University. It should be
a total blast! Can I tell you something? I’ve never really been into football
until now. I was one of the lucky tribals who witnessed the William and Mary
victory first hand at the University
of Virginia. Not only was
the score an incredible 26-14, but I got to see a lot of my old friends from
high school at the game. The William and Mary Athletics Department has a new
initiative called The Tribal Fever. Joining the group has been one of my best
decisions so far senior year. We are your traditional pep club on steroids.  T-shirts, hats, face and body paint, bus
trips, cheer practice, you name it, we’ve got it! I’ve also been juggling The
Tribal Fever with pep band. We are going to put together a show soon so come
out and support!
In other news, I got a new 2010 Ford Focus. Yes, my yellow
beetle is no more and I really, really upgraded.  Like most people when they get a new anything,
it takes some time to adjust. I’ve been practicing my parallel parking skills
and coupling them with learning how to actually operate the sun roof, hazard lights
and windshield wipers. Oh the glories of new beginnings! I called my mom and
dad randomly this week and made a HUGE DEAL to them about how much I love the
car, how much I needed it and what a big step up it is (insert The Jefferson’s
theme song here).
I also cut my hair. Six inches. Cutting my hair was a big
decision, but something I have been talking about for at least six months now. It
all worked out. Like my vehicle, I’m still getting used to it, but overall, I
don’t regret anything. I’m a firm believer in shaking things up a bit and the
reviews were excellent from my friends on facebook.  So if facebook fans like it, you know it’s legit.

Big plans for the next couple of weeks. I’ve got a few stories
I am working on for W&M News. My roommate is the president of Orchesis, the
modern dance performance group on campus, and they will be performing soon
enough! The career center is hosting a graduate school fair, midterms are
already here, and celebrations for Hispanic Heritage Month are on their way. 
One last thing. Last night was brilliant. I got to see Austin, Ryan, Tildi,
Alisan, Janet, JB and Richard all in one place. I think we are all pretty
desperate for an intern reunion. More to come, stay tuned. This is a wonderful beginning to an amazing senior year.

Four Eyes

It’s a shame. I used to brag profusely in high school about having perfect 20/20 vision. My vision has become exponentially worse over the past few years and I’ve been in utter denial. I’m embarrassed to admit that I was wrong for making fun of my four-eyed friends. This past weekend, I went home to visit my family before school began.  Humbly, I went with my parents and picked out legitimate glasses that I will be wearing permanently. Well, there are always contacts.
As I walked into the optometrist office, the first thing I noticed was the abundance of glasses showcased and sparkling, all colors, all styles. It was quite overwhelming at first. My parents helped select a frame that fit my face shape, eye size, etc. I couldn’t help feeling like I was in elementary school again when I was waiting to be called in by the optometrist. Flashbacks of teasing my four-eyed classmates in the third grade ran through my mind. I can recall making allusions to Steve Urkle, a character from the sitcom Family Matters ,  the epitome of the stereotypical nerd of the time. This was back when I was merely known as Christina “Bully.” So I guess it’s all catching up to me. Maybe I should have made a few less harmless jokes on my glass-wearing friends. I’d like to publicly apologize to you all.  So now it’s like I’ve been initiated into the coed fraternity of four-eyed young adults. And honestly, I really don’t know what I was stressing about. It’s just fine.
Classes started yesterday and I feel like I am still adjusting to things. Spending the entire summer living and working in Williamsburg makes you feel even more a part of the community. It’s like I woke up one day and my friends were all here and I am constantly meeting new people. It’s weird to see hundreds of students walking around campus.  I was lucky to see a skateboard wiz by me while giving tours all summer! Classes have been enjoyable so far. I’ve been to my Literature and the Bible, Archaeology, and Music classes this week. Next up is the new Library Resources class in Swem and my Senior Seminar is next week. Not only am I juggling coursework, my two jobs, community involvements and extracurriculars, but I am applying to graduate school. So much to do and so little time! I’m going to the local scrapbooking store, Stamps N’ Memories to begin my senior book! Christina H. and I are working on them together. Convocation is tomorrow and the Virginia Symphony comes to Matoaka next week. I’m so happy to be a part of all of this and overjoyed that I will be able to actually SEE it all. Four eyes are definitely better than two.

I took some time for myself to blog in the bookstore.

As the summer comes to a close….
I took some time for myself to blog in the bookstore. What better way to relax than to indulge in a fresh cookie and  hot chocolate from Starbucks?  Richard said it best on one of his tours.
                     “If you love William and Mary, it will love you back.”
Before learning about the Admissions opportunity, I had my heart set on a summer in my hometown working in the Media Relations Department of a well known corporation. It seemed like the dream job. Students, you already know what I mean. I’m talking about the internship that you envision completing you, giving you purpose and putting you on the right track toward the career of your choice. BOOM. Right before my eyes, the company decided to discontinue the internship due to the recession. In retrospect, it’s amusing how we feel that we have things all planned out and things are turned upside down.  I have always been a firm believer that things work together and there’s a reason for everything under the sun. I’ll never forget the day I was told that the internship was no more. It was the same day that I stumbled upon a Student Happenings e-mail with a post on the Senior Interviewer position. Being an interviewer and tour guide was my dream job. It met my expectations and then some. I made some lifelong friendships and have taken away so much. I’ve found that learning about the past history and present diversity of the College has been not only enlightening, but an experience that I could not have gotten anywhere else. It hurts to know that the internship has come to a close and all the interns live such busy lives. I trust that we will be able to reunite at least a few times this upcoming semester. Who knows? Maybe we will put together an intramural kickball team! We really rocked it. It is so comforting to know that we’ve made a mark on the future of our campus, our community. It belongs to us and it has served us well.
Currently, I am in training for the Program Advocate position within Residence Life. This year, I’ll be responsible for the Staff Development piece of the position. This means that I will be going to staff meetings, interacting with Area Directors and staffs in order to creatively approach some programming initiatives. Residence Life has thousands of programs each year on campus for residents. I am happy to not only be a support in generating ideas for these programs, but also to be an asset to the Resident Assistants who are seeking to market their Residence Life skills in the workplace! As training rolls around, I’ve become considerably enthusiastic about the year ahead. So much in store! The pep band kicks off on August 31. First up, the WM vs. UVa game. We will be deciding on a mascot very, very soon!  Convocation is right around the corner. I have LOVED all of the 2013 students I’ve met so far! The Michael Jackson party is not too far off. Yoga and Pilates classes will jump start and soon I will be delving into the world of archaeology in the classroom. There’s even this cool rumor that Theatre will be putting on Little Shop of Horrors this fall. What a great time to be a SENIOR! I’m pumped.



A lot has happened since I left you. I guess I have been suppressing memories of this certain something, this certain someone, who has made an impact on so many lives over the years. It happened too soon, and now I’m not quite sure what to make of it all. Maya Angelou wrote about our past, fusing it with our present agony, our loss. “We had him.” Michael Jackson passed away on June 25, 2009 and I have finally accepted this harsh reality. Dubbed the “King of Pop,” Michael was a musical genius and humanitarian. His 1982 album, Thriller, is still one of the best-selling albums of all time. Tonight, in honor of the enchantment and energy Michael brought to this world, I will write on thrillers.  
Maybe you haven’t checked out Dean Livingston’s blog, but you definitely should. The Senior Interviewers CRUSHED  the Deans of Admission in the annual kickball tournament!  We made history, as the deans were undefeated until this fateful day. Want to know what’s thrilling? Thrilling is going to practices for the kickball tournament on weekends in almost one hundred degree weather. Thrilling is shopping all around Williamsburg and even Newport News to find just the right materials to play harmless, yet witty pranks on the deans in the office.  This year, we chose to be the “pirates.”  As President Reveley reminded us at lunch a week ago, the College was funded by some stolen booty from pirates who were caught by James Blair himself!  Thrilling is  telling your tours that you can’t take them into the Sadler Center due to a wild bob cat that entered the building unexpectedly (true story).
 My team and I are currently working on a project within publications and media. We are seeking to add audio tours to the William and Mary Admission website for certain places that are a little further off of the traditional tour routes. I’m in charge of creating a clip for the William and Mary Bookstore! We have also been working to update some information sheets on academic disciplines here at the College. These include everything from Africana Studies to Health Sciences.  It has been thrilling to work with my team on these projects. We are also working on a layout for a new student activities and involvement pamphlet for our visitors.
Yet, beyond dominating on the kickball field/court (we had to play inside this year because it rained), attempting to update some publications and give tours in one hundred degree weather or tornado watches, there is something thrilling about meeting the students. This facet of the internship is particularly memorable. There is something extraordinary about sitting down with each one of you and listening to your passions, your innovations and inspirations. Many of you have persevered through academic challenges, struggled through social inequalities and made a difference in your world. These are students I wouldn’t mind calling fellow Tribe members, I wouldn’t mind calling my friends. You share stories of homelessness, experiences with teachers and mentors, you may sometimes even give me faith for the future.  Some of you have been published, some of you run marathons, and some of you have taken service trips to places I may never see. It is hard for me to believe that these are my last few days of interviewing. On my wall next to my desk next to my computer are your sketches, thank you cards, recordings and collages. You’ve left pieces of yourself and I am grateful. That’s the thing about thrillers, you never forget them.


There’s something special about tonight. Tonight I jogged from the Wren to the Capitol and back without stopping. I’m really proud of myself, but I still have a long way to go. Jogging has become my new favorite hobby, thanks to my wonderful interviewees! I realize that I have been missing out on so much and running through this quaint little town is one of them. I passed the Kimball Theater and vowed to go see a show there this fall.  I jogged pass the Bruton Parish Church, which traces back to the early to mid seventeenth century. This was especially touching because it made me reminisce about a Religious Studies course I took my freshman year. I was fortunate enough to have Professor Holmes and take a class in the historic Wren Building. I had the opportunity to explore historic churches across the state and research how many of them evolved throughout American history. What better place than William and Mary to examine these phenomena? Lost love. I loved that class and the memories propelled me to jog forward pass the old Apothecary and touch the door of the Capitol.
About half way back, the sound of a firing cannon startled me and I ran faster. My legs hurt so much. Yet, I just couldn’t remember a night like this one so I kept going. There was a drive within me to push harder under the stars of the night sky and to take in the night wind. There is something magical about Colonial Williamsburg at night that saddened me when I crossed the road back to the Wren. Reaching the Sunken Garden was dream-like and I vowed to watch the stars and just fall asleep there.  I contemplated a million things in the last few strides back to my dorm, everything from cross country service trips to writing my personal statements for graduate school. It’s a tough thing to  look back and in revelation realize that through the hustle and bustle of sorority projects and theses, you can miss out on the little, precious stuff.  I stopped on the porch, plopped down in one of those wooden rockers, and let a few small tears fall from my eyes.  It’s hard to believe that I have a little less than a year to continue to run these historic roads. There are plenty of uncertainties about the future, but I do know one thing for sure; I won’t look back May of 2010 and feel like I have missed out on anything anymore.

So Glad I Met You

So it’s midnight. I’m in the study lounge again and I’ve decided that my favorite part of the internship right now is interviewing.  Tours and the big project my team is working on comes to a close second.  So far I have met some incredible students.  I have one question though. What’s this obsession with running about? I’ve heard about everything from Cross Country to casual jogging to yeah you already know the big whammies, MARATHONS. I mean don’t get me wrong, it’s amazing to hear about kids running 26 miles for charitable organizations globally, but running has never been my cup of tea. I played volleyball and recreational soccer in high school and I would call myself somewhat athletic. I can recall dreading having to do those few laps before soccer games before the fun began. Yet, after listening to the stories about how running has changed students’  lives, helped to raise money for things like diabetes and breast cancer research, I am compelled to give it a try. It is my hope that as I begin to jog, I will find the joy that some of these students have found and ultimately become a healthier individual all-around. The campus has great “jogability,”  and there are many, many routes I can take. Let’s see, there’s the nature trail to the Wren Building to the Capital, maybe I’ll jog pass the new Mason School of Business.  The sky’s the limit!
The students have motivated me to do more, become better and expand my world view. I have heard about exotic animals and zoo-keeping. My new hobby is learning about Sugar gliders, Lemmings, Giant Red Flying Squirrels, Asian Leopard Cats, Woodchucks and a multitude of other fascinating creatures. My interviewees have also catapulted me into a state of nostalgia, back to a time when I was enthralled in the myth of the Loch Ness Monster. When I pass Lake Matoaka, I often reminisce about the enchantment of Loch Ness and my early obsessions with solving the mystery. It is this early enamoration with marine life that has helped me find a unique connection with promising prospective students. I have met future marine biologists and genuine animal lovers. I am totally convinced that the Loch Ness is real and it’s my dream to go to Scotland in the very, very near future. Legend has it that the Loch Ness is a pre-historic water horse or an aquatic dinosaur that has been haunting the Loch Ness Lake since approximately 600 AD…I digress.
Recently I visited the small zoo at Busch Gardens and saw wolves and eagles up close and personal! I had a new zeal for animal watching thanks to my wonderful interviewees. I now want to adopt a puppy once I graduate and start “real life.” I may even get a rabbit or two. Sorry guys, no Giant Red Flying Squirrels for me, there’s enough exotic squirrels here at W&M already. I guess next post I will tell you all about this exciting publications project we’re working on….

Insight and Squirrels

The Insight–
So it’s me again, sitting here in Jamestown study lounge trying to get things together for the future. That’s right, real life will surely come soon enough. Honestly, I really want to have a “life plan” to show my parents soon. You know the drill, things like a list of graduate school interests and applications, ideas of career paths, stuff like that. I am really happy that I have this internship because I’m realizing a lot. For example, the students I have interviewed so far have been seriously goal-oriented. The cool thing is that it’s not necessarily that they have a “career choice” in mind already, but rather, they are dedicated to their academic passions. I came to W&M with a love for literature of all types, poetry of all kinds and this love has flowered into an English Major. I guess that’s just what I hope for future students when I graduate, that they will have their academic and social interests flower into something that makes them proud at the end of the day.
The Squirrels –
Random…I was walking to my car from the Sadler Center earlier today and threw a piece of paper into the trash can. All of a sudden, a giant squirrel jumped out of the trash can and scared me to death. I screamed of course, startling several students nearby. What can I say? A day in the life! I wonder now if I could incorporate something about this incident into my tours. We’ll see. Tours have become one of my most favorite parts of the job. Introducing people to W&M, along with this quaint little town we affectionately call “the ‘burg” is really an honor. I’m constantly learning new things about the College, like the pirate story and the Wren Building, the significance of the phoenix, the impact of our famous alum and much, much more. Well anyway, I’m off to do some GRE practice…stay tuned!