Showing posts with label finals. Show all posts
Showing posts with label finals. Show all posts

Monday, December 16, 2013

my night out

Last week was rough. I had six essays and a portfolio due all in a three day time span, and there were a few times when I was not so sure I was going to get through it all. But, of course I was just being dramatic and feeling way too stressed, and I got everything done. So this weekend, other than having to pop by a couple review sessions, I decided I was just going to relax and enjoy being done with my essays. I felt like I deserved it. And, perfect timing, one of my friends had her bachelorette party on Friday night, and I cannot imagine a better way to celebrate being done with the worst week of my semester than going out with all my favorite girls. We went to a piano bar in Salt Lake danced, laughed, had fun, and it was almost like we were freshmen again back when we weren't so stressed and were way more carefree.

The whole crew. These girls are the greatest. So blessed to have met girls like these my freshmen year.

 I could not be more excited for the upcoming nuptials of my cute friend Ashley. I am bummed that I won't be able to make it to her wedding, but happy that I got to be a part of the pre-celebration.

So lucky to have friends like Al in my life. And so glad she is still willing to slip away from her hubby every once in a while to spend a night out with the girls. 

Congrats Ash!!! I love you.


Well, now just a few tests and I am home free. Literally going home and free from having to think about anything school related over the break. Guilt free lounging around. I can't wait. 

and of course, it's almost Christmas!!!

peace. love. and going out.

Sunday, December 8, 2013

my snow days

I am so so stressed out about all of the papers that I have due, but at least one thing in my world is going absolutely right even if everything else is confusing and stressful, and that is that I have caught the Christmas bug. I started listening to Christmas music this week (mostly the She & Him Christmas album on repeat), and I hung up Christmas lights in my room, and it is snowy and beautiful outside, and I just couldn't be feeling the Christmas spirit anymore than I already am (ok maybe I actually could if it weren't for finals). The world just seems to become a slightly more cozy place to live in around Christmas time though, doesn't it?

We've had a lot of snow in Utah this week, and I have heard a lot of people say that they hate the snow. I have to admit, that sentiment has escaped me at times too, but honestly how could I not relish in anything so beautiful. I have been obsessing over the giant icicles hanging outside my window, and I cannot ever get over how gorgeous and peaceful falling snow looks. I may seem a little grumbly when I am walking to school and it is dumping snow on me, but that is only because my face is numb from the cold, and ones ability to have a positive attitude virtually disappears when faced with a numb face.


This is what my walk to school looks like now. I pretty much just slide my way to campus and try not to look like a waddling penguin, but hey I have still yet to completely eat it (knock on wood), so I guess that's an accomplishment. 


Like I said, you cannot deny that snow is absolutely stunning no matter how many times you slip. 
Can't wait to get to the actual Christmas celebrating, but I must make my way through all these papers first. So, here's to just a little bit longer of too much work, feeling overwhelmed, and being utterly confused (no actually I don't think that one is going to end with the semester....I think that's just a young adult thing....or a life thing).


peace. love. and white Christmases. 



Monday, April 22, 2013

my very own website

In the midst of finals, I really have no thoughts other than what I have been studying. So, like last week, I am going to share another one of my final projects. This is my final project for my Internet Publishing class. I took this class to start stepping myself into the world of internet publishing and editing and never knew how much I would love it. Yes, I have solidified my title as a nerd by saying that I enjoy coding and writing websites, deal with it. For our last project we had to think-up, code, and design our own website. I went more practical than creative and built a site to act as an online portfolio for my editing. My site is very far from being perfect, but I will brag a little and tell you that my teacher did say that my website was "brilliant in its simplicity and design." He also presented it to the whole class, so I mean feel free to be impressed with me. But, actually my site still needs so much work, but I am proud of the effort that I put into it. So, to prove whatever skill I have in HTML, CSS, and JavaScript (very limited skill really...) follow this link to see my online portfolio...http://nongrat.us/chum/250/2013.01/students/cronquist.danielle/final_project/website.html


This internet publishing class has gotten me thinking a lot about redesigning the blog...but you're going to have wait a few months till I'm done with school for that. 

peace. love. and websites

Sunday, April 14, 2013

my editing essay

The last two days of school and finals week are upon me, so I decided to do a bit of a cop-out and post an essay that I wrote for my editing class. Many of you probably know that I dream of one day being an editor, and this essay is a little more about that. Since this essay is a bit longer than most of my blog posts, I included some music by the band High Highs for you to listen to while you read.



Becoming an editor. A really good editor.
             I decided that I wanted to be an editor when I was sixteen, and I’ve stuck with it. Sophomore year in high school may seem a little early to be deciding what I want to do with my life, especially since most people are still confused by sophomore year in college, but I’m the type of person who makes big decisions and sticks with them, and I decided I wanted to be an editor. A really good editor. I’ve shared my dream with a lot of people, and I almost find it a little odd that many people react in the same way: “Yeah, I can see that. I can see you as an editor.” As much as this is my dream, I don’t think I share the same image of “Danielle the editor” that others immediately get. Even though this is my dream, I feel like this image is so far away from me. But, there is one thing that I’m confident in, whether I have that fully formed image yet or not, I’m going to be great at editing, because I commit to things. Five years ago, I committed to being the greatest editor I can be, and I refuse to disappoint myself or anyone else who has ever had that vision of me, taking over the world of writing one Oxford comma at a time.
             I didn’t really know what an editor was when I decided that I wanted to be one. It seems silly now that I would have chosen a life I didn’t know anything about, but editing does fit me surprisingly well. What is an editor? is a question that I have been discovering the answer to as I have started taking editing classes, looked into editing internships, and begun doing editing projects of my own, but what makes a good editor? That’s what I’m trying to find out, and I suppose to be a great editor one must first figure out what great editing is. 
            I think that to edit you have to know how to write. You have to know how incredibly painful it is to write. When I’m sitting at my desk at 2 a.m. staring at a blank page—because my writers block never breaks until about 4 a.m.—I always think of a quote that I once read from Kurt Vonnegut: “When I write I feel like an armless, legless man, with a crayon in his mouth.” This quote never fails to remind me that I’m not the only one who suffers when it comes to writing. Writing is really hard, and I think that’s important to remember when you’re editing someone else’s work. What I am about to attack with my editing marks, the author worked really hard on, but that doesn’t mean it’s perfect.  Letting other people edit my own work, work that I put so much into, is even harder, but I also acknowledge that it’s almost impossible for me to edit my own writing. After all, why would I want to tear apart something that I worked so hard on in the first place? But, it’s for the best. It always is.
            I wrote my first real essay in the fourth grade; it was about panda bears. I wrote my first good essay sophomore year, it was about Ernest Hemingway’s “Hills Like White Elephants” (apparently it was a life changing year when it comes to me and the written word). Since then, I have dedicated myself to trying to figure out writing: updating a weekly blog, writing for one of Brigham Young University’s student journals, and writing essays that I keep hidden on my computer’s hard-drive. It’s taken some time for me to figure writing out, and of course I’m still figuring it out, but learning how to write is something that I have worked hard on, so that I can be an editor. A really good editor.
            The next step in becoming a good editor is knowing the basics, those fundamental principles of grammar that start in grade school where you discover nouns, and verbs, and adverbs, and develop in later years into prepositions, and pronouns, and modifiers. Brigham Young University’s editing minor starts with the basics: breaking words down, breaking sentences down, breaking skills down that you thought you had already mastered in grammar. There are three to four grammar classes that I had to take before taking the class Basic Editing Skills. This has made it clear to me that to be a good editor, you have to know your grammar, and you have to know it well. It was a little daunting reading from The Copy Editor’s Handbook “In many ways, being a copyeditor is like sitting for an English exam that never ends: At every moment, your knowledge of spelling, grammar, punctuation, usage, syntax, and diction is being tested” (Einsohn 4). I finally feel validated in all the hours that I spent diagramming sentences for Ms. Walker’s sixth grade English class, so that maybe those hours can one day help me pass this “test” of the editing world.
When going through my editing classes, I really struggled in my Modern American Usage class, and for a summer I thought this meant that I wasn’t going to get to be an editor. For awhile, I thought my dreams were dashed—that the sixteen year old me had made a bad decision—and I started looking into other majors and minors and other professions, but I didn’t want any of them. I just wanted to be an editor. I looked back at what I had failed to learn in that class; and I learned it, because if those were the skills that I needed to be an editor, and if that was the knowledge that I needed to have, I was going to master it. I still slip up on my grammar. Please don’t get nervous as soon as you hear I am an editing minor, and assume that I will catch your every mistake. It actually doesn’t matter to me that you used the wrong version of your/you’re in that text, because I make mistakes all the time too, but I’m learning how not to so that I can be a good editor. A really good editor.
Once you learn what the rules are, it’s time to learn how to break them. Beautiful writing does not pass every rule in the grammar book. A lot of the time, what makes writing beautiful is that it dares to reject the rules and create its own. As an editor, you can’t take this away from the writer. As M. Lincoln Schuster explained, “Don’t worry too much about the mistakes you make deliberately, that is, disappointments and failure that may come from taking a calculated risk. Editing and publishing are risk-taking professions—sometimes they are wild gambles” (Gross 25). I hope that as an editor I get some chances to take risks and to let things that don’t work technically work lyrically. Perhaps sometimes this will fail, but sometimes it will be brilliant. And being a good editor means letting writing be brilliant, even if it breaks the rules.
To me, editing someone else’s writing is a lot like putting on make-up in the morning. It’s not what makes you pretty, but it sure can make you prettier: When you edit, you aren’t going to be what makes something great, but you sure can make it greater. I know I’m going to be a good editor because I want it. I want to be the person that makes writing greater. Williams said, “Editors themselves will remain subject to the ‘joy, fulfillment, grief, and frustration’ of their craft, hoping that their ultimately invisible labor will make a real and positive difference” (Gross 9). This is what I can see ahead of me. Editing will bring me great joy and great misery, but this is what I want. I want to be an editor and I want to be everything that comes along with that title.
If I think about it, I can see what others see when they get a vision of me as an editor, and I’m not going to let that vision get away from me. I’m willing to work for it, and I’m willing to do what it takes to get there. There is still so much about the world of editing that is mysterious to me. I don’t have any personal friends who are editors, and I don’t have family members who have told me all about it, so I feel like I’m forging my own path, but that’s also what makes it exciting to me. I did a lot of dumb things when I was sixteen—like we all did—but I did one thing right. I decided I wanted to be an editor, and I’ve been working towards that ever since. I won’t stop now. I am going to be an editor. A really good editor.

peace. love. and dream jobs.



Works Cited
Einsohn, Amy. The Copyeditor’s Handbook. Berkeley: University of California Press, 2011. Print.
Gross, Gerald, ed. Editors on Editing: What Writers Need to Know About What Editors Do. New York: Grove Press, 1993. Print. 

Sunday, December 9, 2012

my finals week

I wrote and turned in 4 essays last week. #winning #englishmajorproblems (I love twitter and hashtags. follow me @danicron)

Couldn't be more relieved to have all my essays turned in for the semester and can't be more relieved that this semester is almost over. I am craving a fresh start.

But, before any of that can happen I have to take finals.
Don't worry though, Ryan Gosling will get me through them.


Wish me luck ya'll. See you in a week Georgia (try to be warm for me). 

And good luck to all my lovely, talented, wonderful friends who are taking finals this week also. You can do it!!

Must focus on finals and not social media and playing....

peace. love. and focus.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

my new nephew

Just call me Auntie Dani!!! My sister Diane had a cute little baby boy, James Royce Kendall, and I couldn't be more excited to meet the little guy when we all go home for Christmas.

I mean just look at him...

 I facetimed with the cutie the day he was born and helped the new grandma and mamma sing happy birthday to the little guy. Thank goodness for iPhones so that my mom and sister can keep sending me precious pictures like these. Clearly the first time in a car seat was not so wonderful for James, but he still looks adorable anyways. I guess Diane was excited that his going home outfit matched his car seat.

The new mom and the precious baby. Really can't wait to see the two of them!!!



But, even with all this exciting news I am still stressin' out folks!!! I have 1 week left of classes (which involves me turning in a bunch of essays and assignments, so that's super) and a week of finals. Woof. But, as a final get together of the semester all the girls, really though ALL THE GIRLS, got together for a dinner at CPK. It was fun to catch up with everyone, especially since there are so many going on missions and getting married soon. 

Love every single one of these girls, and so lucky to call them my friends!


Well, wish me luck on those papers, assignments, and finals. Goodness knows I need it. 

peace. love. and nephews. 

Sunday, December 11, 2011

my fifteen seconds...sort of

Last week I was just minding my own business, walking to class (a little late obviously since it was my first class of the day), when I well dressed young gentleman came up to me and asked if he could take a picture of my for his fashion blog. uhh yeah you can! So cool, cause I had actually recently added to my life list that I wanted to have my picture taken for a fashion blog. obviously this is no world renowned blog it is just a kid on BYU campus looking for people that he thinks have good taste. But you know what, I'll take what I can get. So if you want to check out what I was wearing that day, here is a link to the blog (http://www.systematicdeparturefromnormality.com/2011/12/early-winter-cardigan.html)
Let's be honest, the picture was taken as I was rushing to class and I wasn't quite sure what he wanted from me, so it's not my finest photo, but you know what it means enough to me that at least someone out there thinks I looked good that day.

and as an extra bonus, just remember that after finals L.I.F.E.G.O.E.S.O.N (and I love Noah and the Whale obsessively so that also seemed like an appropriate reason to post this video)


(I'm thinking of starting to post a song every week. or possibly a midway through the week song or poem or something. yes? we'll see I suppose.)

peace. love. and fashion.

Monday, December 5, 2011

my overload

Finals are coming up...I have to do other things besides blog. Sad, but true.



peace. love. and good grades.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

my stress

It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. 

Yep. The end of the semester. This means that I have finals coming up, but also that I finally get a break. Yeah, Thanksgiving is a break too, but not in the same gloriously stress free way as Christmas break. When you are done with everything, and get a fresh start next semester. Not to mention that my fresh start next semester will be occurring in the city of lights, Paris. 

But lets get real here, as far as I am concerned Christmas break feels like a hundred years away...maybe I should just focus on my last few days of classes and my 17 credits worth of finals coming up.




peace. love. and stress relieving activities. 


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