This weekend was the first weekend I came back to my lovely house to spend time with my fabulous parents. I made it over a month before coming home. Now that I am home, I have done the following:

  • Slept in my own bed. I was able to stretch out and be comfortable at the same time!
  • Sat at a kitchen table. The cafeteria tables just don’t add up.
  • Done my laundry. Boring.
  • Went to garage sales with my Mom and our neighbor-friends. I bought a bunch of name brand clothes for more than reasonable prices. I also got a journal, which is brilliant except for the fact that I don’t want to write in it because it looks so nice.
  • Eaten home cooked meals, a nice change from cafeteria food.
  • Spent time with my meritorious parents. I love being with them.
  • Prayed to God and read my old devotionals.
  • Read my Rick Riordan book.

It’s been a stupendous time.


Five Items

I’ve decided to compile a list of the top five, most useful items I brought to college.

1. Mini Highlighter-It is very helpful to have a handy highlighter in my backpack to highlight things in books during class if the teacher mentions anything specific. I would not want to take my other four highlighters everywhere because take up space in my backpack (although they are VERY helpful as well).

2. Closet Organizer-I have a lot of stuff and being able to put it in little compartments that hang from the bar in my closet is a mess-saver.

3. Multi-Color Pen-I use this pen to take notes in my classes and it makes my notes look much cleaner and easier to study.

4. Granola Bars-I eat on the run constantly and having something to quench my hunger can save me the time it would take to run to my dorm or a gas station.

5. Blender-I can take fruit in a to-go box from the cafeteria and make a smoothie, I only need to add ice or vanilla yogurt. Smoothies are yummy, nutritional, and cheap.

These things seem really random and boring, but have been really nice to have.


I’ve only ever tried coffee once. I thought it tasted like dully flavored dirt crumbs. In other words, coffee has never really been my thing, I’ve seen people who are overly addicted to the stuff and it scared me off at an early age.

Funnily enough, I may give coffee another shot. The reason for this is that I have been watching Gilmore Girls, where (for those of you who are out of the loop) the mother and daughter go through coffee like I go through jaw breakers. I’ve also been reading Janet Evanovich, in which the main character drinks a lot of coffee, not to mention eats a lot of doughnuts.

Why should this matter to me? Well, I sometimes try things that sound fun in movies or books. I wanted to start public school because I read a book about a girl in school and it sounded fun  (I would like to note that homework sounded way better in the book). When I saw Step Up for the first time I went to the library and found a bunch of dancing movies so that I could become a professional dancer. When I saw the baseball movie called Field of Dreams, I told my Mom that I wanted to join Softball. Many similar stories litter my past.

Some of the things that I’ve tried from books have been amazing ideas! Others, not so much, but it was worth the try. Soooo…

Coffee, here I come. Again.


Slow and Slower Lines

I am not a very patient person. I like things in the here and now, better yet, yesterday. I am told patience is a virtue. I don’t really possess that virtue. (Case in point: I have perfected that standing in a line, slouching and checking a clock repeatedly while my eyebrows rise higher and higher on my head stance.) I think this is the year I am going to become a patient person. Or I will get a medal for my “Impatient Stance” as I have to wait for EVERYTHING around here: lunch lines, dinner lines, slow people on the stairs, the lurching elevator, and many other things.

I am sick of waiting for things.

I think God is trying to tell me something this year. I must learn to be patient. I need to be kind while I am being patient, no “I’m being patient but would you get a move on?” thoughts. I have been in a lot of situations requiring kind patience this year and expect many more because God is infinitely patient and will keep guiding me to become a better, more patient person through situations and His word.

For example, I just found out that for my Bible study this year we are covering the fruits of the Spirit. My previous pastor back home covered them extensively within the last year, but I must be patient because everyone has different approaches in teaching things and I will get new, important, and personal lessons out of it. The fruits of the Spirit are as follows:

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control.” Galatians 5: 22-23

Now I really have to be patient, because it is a virtue AND a fruit of the Spirit. Maybe Christmas break is actually closer than it seems…Or maybe I can do this. I can do anything with God, even give up my future medal for my “Impatient Stance”. Patience, patience, patience.

Oksana in College

Today I got a care package. It was from one of my Mom’s friends who is, incidentally, awesome! It contained various items such as candy, gum, more candy, faith folders (1 Corinthians 1:9!), a whistle, an Idaho pen (of which I originally thought was bubbles), and an Alice in Wonderland book.

Now, I realize that it is a motley assortment of items. Fortunately, I love them! The only two things that confused me were the whistle and the book. Upon assessing the package, I figured out that the whistle is a Halloween prop. I could be a referee for Halloween! My Dad has this referee jacket from his days of refereeing hockey back in 19…well, during his high school years. Anyhow, now I have a Halloween costume and have figured out the mystery of the whistle.

The Alice in Wonderland book was a bit harder to figure out. I knew that putting it out on display in my dorm was a must and decided that the desk was the place it would be most looked at. It is very cute! Then, I wondered if I could glean a deep moral meaning from the book that would not only help me ace all of my college classes and find myself but also teach me the meaning of life. So I read the book to extract said information.

I liked the pictures.

I didn’t find any deep moral meanings. I even decided that I was thinking waaay too hard. Maybe the secret meaning would come later? I decided that if the book was representative of my life right now, it would be called “Oksana in College’. Cool, huh?

Just now, as I write this blog, I’ve realized that although college isn’t an actual sleeping dream, it has been something I’ve dreamt of for a long time now and a wonderful experience so far.

I’ve certainly met many strange people and seen some crazy things.

Thus, I am now going to write a book about my college experiences, which will turn into a movie, and then become a New York Times Bestseller and…okay, maybe I’ll just stick with the blog.

-Oksana in College

Embarrassing Moments

Towards the end of High School, I was very comfortable with all of my friends. I knew that if I did anything embarrassing, they wouldn’t judge me (too much) and that they wouldn’t make fun of me for it (that often).

Now it is different. I do not know these new college people very well. When I do something embarrassing, they don’t know that it’s an average, day-to-day thing for me. Thus, I was hoping that any new, humiliating moments would wait to arrive until I had settled in and made friends. Then, when those moments did happen, people would already be stuck as my friend.

Things just didn’t go like that. I should have known…

The following is a list of the embarrassing things I’ve done in my first 10 days of college. I think that I am going to run out of embarrassing things to do pretty soon (which is perfectly fine, thank you very much).

*I was sitting in class on Facebook and received a friend request from someone I didn’t recognize. I asked the girl sitting next to me if she knew the person. She looked at me like I was kidding and I stared blankly back. Upon realizing that I wasn’t, she said, “It’s me”. The picture looked way different than she does in person. I swear.

*I did one of those graceful, tumbling falls to the ground. In front of a whole bunch of people. None of whom had problems walking on the sidewalk.

*Some random dude in the cafeteria said “Sis” to me, but I didn’t hear him. My friend told me afterward. I’m going to have to have a chat with my parents. Maybe I really am an adopted child from Russia and he is their real child?

*In science class, we were talking about Salmon and how they go from freshwater to the ocean and back. The teacher asked the class how we could test if the fish used scent to navigate this path. Some other people had ideas like plugging their noses or other kindhearted things. I randomly decided to raise my hand and say something about “Well this is kind of brutal but you could remove their noses or whatever.” I like animals, I really do. I do not want to harm the poor fish, so I have no idea what possesed me to say that.

*I went up to this guy who I had played frisbee with the other day and said, “Hey, I played frisbee with you the other day, right?” He looked at me and was like, “No-o, I like frisbee but I haven’t played recently.” UNCOMFORTABLE.

*I was texting and walking back to my dorm room one night and got all the way to my door when I realized that all the “Get to Know Me” sheets were a different color. I wondered if they had changed them already or something as I pulled out my key. Then I realized that I was on the wrong floor. I would like to insert that I could have been in the wrong dorm, and I wasn’t. It was just the floor thing.

*I was sitting in the cafeteria with some people and pointed to this place some people were eating (we could see them through a glass window), and was like “Oh, is that some special eating place where you rent it or something?” The people around me said something back that I wasn’t really listening to. Later, I figured out that it was not a special room, it was the tables by the door I use EVERY TIME I go into the cafeteria. (I graduated from high school, by the way. In case anyone was wondering.)

Anyhow, I am now pretty comfortable with a lot of the people here since I’ve done so many less-than-intelligent things already. In the end it all works out, embarrassing moments and all 🙂