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I just moved out of Swat. As my roommates both separately stated, "The end of an era." And thus disperses the lodge. It's been a wonderful year, and the best and most consistent thing was the lodge. I loved my room; it was cozy, organized, just the right size. It held everything I owned and put it in just the right place. My roommates were my best friends, and were my social life. All friends and social acquaintances came to the lodge. We were the center of attention. The few parties I attended this year were held in my house.

But time goes on. It was just a college dorm. Which means, time to move out and do it again next year, somehow.

-Kim

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I just have one final and one final paper. Then I'm done with this semester. I just opened my last show of the season in Philly tonight (a dance piece by Movement Research and Meg Foley, called Slip). I have 6 more surveys to code, then my research is concluded. Everything's wrapping up.

I have to find an apartment for next year, but that'll fall into place. I also have to buy a car and sell my horse, but that's not school related. I'm finally coming out of my busy, busy semester, and breathing deep and seeing the flowers. It's warm, it's beautiful out, and I have finals.

-Kim

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Spring is here, the weather is beautiful. Students are celebrating the arrival of reading week, which will shortly be followed by finals. Already? Crap.

I'm looking forward to the summer. I have a job in Chicago at this awesome theater program, I'll probably collaborate on a piece for the Philly Fringe Festival, and I'll visit a friend in NYC, then go traveling in Israel.

I'm excited. I just have to get through exams.

-Kim

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So the end of the semester is getting a little bit crazy. Luckily for me, all this stops about half way through reading week. So when finals rolls around, I'll be nice and relaxed and leisurely. Until then, thought, I'm premiering a show in Philly, producing a one act play festival, assistant designing/master electrician-ing a show for the theater department, going to seminar dinner with my seminar, riding (and trying to sell) my horse, and getting next year and my summer all planned. It's a lot, but it'll be fun. It's just starting to fall apart a little bit.

But life no fun if it's all safe and smooth. The bumps in the road are what brings a twinkle to your eye.

-Kim

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I've decided to live off campus next year. It's not something that many people do. I think something like 98% of all students live on campus for all 4 years. And housing is guaranteed all 4 years, too. And it's nice housing, with lots of variety (such as, our LODGE!!). But if you live in college housing, you have to be on the meal plan. Which, for all people's complaining, I actually agree with. But I feel that I want an off-campus, fend-for-yourself experience. Although I have enjoyed the meal plan for 5 solid semesters (let me tell you that going abroad and buying and preparing your own food in a foreign country gives you appreciation for a dining hall!), I think that as a senior I will be better served by bridging the gap into the 'great beyond' by practicing making my own meals. I realize this might be a good step since I spend all day, every day on the move, on the run. And I swipe my card, grab a bite, and dash off. That won't be possible after school, so I want to avoid the 'culture shock' and acclimation period that would come with adapting from meal plan to real-world.

So I'm going to talk to the housing coordinator, see what she recommends. I'll be living about 100 feet from where I'm living now, so it's not an extreme move. The college has plenty of resource board for finding housing, and I don't believe it's too competitive, so I should be fine. Another exciting Swarthmorean adventure! Yay college.

-Kim
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So this blog is aimed at providing an insiders perspective at prospective students (specs). Great.

So when people with other insider perspectives (everyone's is slightly different) read my attempts at being interesting to non-Swarthmore students, naturally they find it amusing.

Which is what happened today as me and a group of friends were hanging out in the Parrish Parlours. Someone on their laptop starts laughing hysterically and asks, "Really, Kim?". She had found this blog. Initially I was a little flustered and felt somewhat embarrassed, but then I realized that what I had to say was perhaps not interesting or entertaining (for the right reasons) or useful to her, but I darn well bet it's interesting to someone.

Or maybe I'm fooling myself. But aren't all blogs self-indulgent?

Ride the Tide is in a few days!

-Kim

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How I love being busy. I have a lot to do. It makes me feel important. Ever since I became official co-coordinator of Drama Board, I feel a lot more mature, with a lot more responsibility and power. How I act is now important. I must behave in certain ways. I must negotiate many delicate situations. I must be tactful. I must make policy decisions. I must also go to class, do homework, make money and care for my horse, and will not be allowed to do those any less than before. Cool, another thing on the list. Intense!

-Kim

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Something weird is going on with the moon, or some magnetic force, or something. Maybe us lodgemates have lived together for too long (never!! I love my roomies!!).

But there were 5, then 4, then 3, then 2, aaaaand, now 1. What gives? Screw new spring romances!

To make this post valid and worthwhile, not just petty updates on our personal lives, I'll talk about... housing!

We're all gearing up to find housing for next year, which is always a fun game. Sarcasm. It's not too terrible, but it's a little bit a paradox of choice, with so many appealing options (or, if you're like me, a room is a room is a room). It's also a lot of "where do you want to eat" symptom, as I call it. No one's decisive enough to have a preference, no one wants to say who they really want to live with or really don't want to live with. Everyone's kinda fine with "where ever you want to eat", but that's a total lie. But luckily, it gets figured out (we've been bringing it up since the fall, but no solutions have been found). So now we're thinking of blocking (trying to get a large number of rooms before the housing lottery, where it's every man for himself) for Wharton, which is known as one of the nicest dorms on campus, although frankly its personality never really appealed to me.

I don't know if choosing dorms is like choosing a college, but each place has their pros and cons, their work environment, their social life, the physical environment and commute, the dorm-mates... It's a little bit of a microcosm of the college search. But fortunately, you're supposed to pick based on where your friends are going. So get a group together, do groupthink, and you eventually pick a place. Without any admission essays. But you still have to get in.

-Kim
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So this is a little peek into some other aspects of our lives at Swat. Not too enlightening about admissions or academics, but one must note that life happens while at college. And relationships are a part of life. Swat has its politics and stereotypes and idiosyncrasies, but I have no experience at any other colleges, so cannot speak about the norm or our departure from it. What I can say is that the lodge is 5 for 5. It all happened within a week, when the final three members of our lodge quickly followed the second into relationships. Wow. Must be something in the air.

So the flowers are blooming, the weather is changing, the robins are all out hunting worms, the sun sets later (so much later with daylight savings time), and spring is the air.

-Kim

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So I'm sitting in the weirdest hallway on campus, on a fourth floor of a building that can only be described as "very confused." I'm running research subjects, again (I just saw another Swat blogger!). With plenty of free time. But, I had my laptop and it got very spotty internet from the wireless. It's hard to find, since our whole campus is a hotspot. So I finally just pulled an ethernet cable out of a neighboring computer.

But it made me think about how much time we spend on computers other than on the internet. I suppose there's some software that you use on computers, but it seems like they're internet and word processing. I guess there's technical things, like mathematical modeling, CAD drafting, photo editing and the like that require computers, and people who use those programs extensively would probably not have a problem being stuck in a weird little room without access to the WWW.

-Kim

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