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Bittersweet Banquets

Posted in Mackenzie McCloud on April 26th, 2015 by Mackenzie McCloud – Be the first to comment
"Love is an open door, no w that you're in Club 4!" That's how it started. From clubbies to coworkers! (And obvi BFFs..)

“Love is an open door, no w that you’re in Club 4!”
That’s how it started. From clubbies to coworkers! (And obvi BFFs..)

Just to get this out of the way, I will be attempting to avoid as much mention of finals week as possible for the remaining school days that I have. I could say that it’s because college is about more than just finals, that it’s the experience. Which is true, but really, though, I figure if I don’t talk about them, they aren’t happening.

Not highly recommended when it comes to coping, by the way. Just saying.

The experience, though, is a legitimate phenomenon. Your college experience, reader, is going to be very different from mine in a lot of ways. What will be similar, however, is that it will be made up of many smaller experiences, puzzle piece moments, half-second thoughts and feelings. One of those smaller experiences came to a close for me today.

Today was the Ambassador Banquet. It was honestly so much fun to see all of my coworkers in one place, since most of the time we’re either in our cute little office or calling packs – and I say packs because what we do is as intense and majestic as the lifestyle of wolves. Basically, anyway. Everyone was dressed up and smiling and laughing and AT FIRST GLANCE this is just an adorable gathering of companions.

False. Kinda.

While we were all very adorable and joking around and being lighthearted, there was something in the emotional atmosphere that was different. Not bad, just different. It was expected, though. An amazing year that brought together so many unique people was officially coming to a close. But, in the words of a wise doctor, “Don’t cry because it’s over; smile because it happened.” So that’s what we did.

We joked about calling conversations that took a turn for the strange, shared touring experiences that went oh-so-right, and awarded some certain people with special titles. (Yours truly received the Ray of Sunshine Award. Let’s just say my call shift antics are a thing of legend…)

I noticed quite a few people with ‘something in their eyes,’ especially when our seniors took the stage, but for the most part, we all just kept smiling and laughing.

It’s a special group, the Ambassador team. It takes a certain willingness to share yourself, to allow yourself to be used as a window, a guide, to prospective students. It also takes a special kind of love for your school to walk the paths and say all you can about it with such a consistent enthusiasm. There was a room filled with that tonight. And it was great. And I’ll miss it.

And I can’t wait for it to start all over again.


A First Time for Everything

Posted in Dan Loyas on April 26th, 2015 by dloyas – Be the first to comment

Since there is only a week left until graduation, I am trying to do some of the things I have never done in my four years here. One great thing about Fargo-Moorhead is that it is home to three colleges as well as a handful of tech schools, and the University of North Dakota is an hour’s drive north. Thanks to this grouping of schools, Concordia, UND, NDSU, and MSUM are often able to collaborate on many projects and events.

At the end of last week, MSUM hosted the annual Red River Psychology Conference. It is a fabulous event with speakers, lectures, poster sessions, and more. My social psychology professor, Dr. Mark Covey, strongly encouraged us to go during our class time on Friday. The point of this post is not that I went to the Red River Psychology Conference for the first time, as I went last year when Concordia hosted it. It is the route I took to the Center for Business on MSUM’s campus.

I do not like to cut corners in anything I do. I wait for lights to change before crossing the street, I am very meticulous about how I clean, and I will always find time to make my schedule work. I broke out of that normal routine on Friday. Even though I live next to the Prairie Home Cemetery on 8th Street, I have never even set foot inside its fences. However, I knew that cutting through the cemetery was the quickest way to MSUM. So, I entered the cemetery for the first time!

Snapped a quick picture on my walk through.

Snapped a quick picture on my walk through.

I’m not incredibly superstitious, but I do believe in ghosts and spirits. However, there is also a more rational side of me that understands that the cemetery is just a bunch of people buried in the ground. Plus, it was broad daylight. Nothing to worry about or get freaked out about. However, I must admit that the fresh dirt in front of a grave marker was a little unsettling. For some reason, I know that I would have regretted not going into the cemetery once I moved away, so I am glad I took a shortcut!

Twas the week before finals

Posted in Amy Tran on April 24th, 2015 by atran – Be the first to comment


Cornstock 2015 photo courtesy of CEC.

Cornstock 2015 photo courtesy of CEC.

And campus is totally gearing up for this year’s Cornstock event. I missed out on last year’s musical celebration; this year, I plan to check out what The Ready Set and Chiddy Bang have to offer to Concordia.

I am thankful that Concordia has such a dedicated team of entertainment enthusiasts who bring a variety of exciting events throughout the year to campus. I’ve also had the pleasure of working with Campus Entertainment Commission (CEC) in the past, and I have been excited to watch this year’s leadership board develop CEC as an interactive team.

In particular, the little giveaways and events leading up to Cornstock 2015 has been a really good public relations strategy for CEC and the event itself. Each of the various social media channels that CEC has (Facebook, Twitter, Snapchat) host different contests and giveaways to lucky Cobbers. They have been a really great way for CEC to interact with other students, spread the word about what CEC does, and hopefully influence younger students to get involved in the future.

Anyway, if you haven’t heard of the two artists coming tomorrow, don’t worry. Most people don’t beforehand and frantically use Spotify to see what they sound like. I am especially interested in the Bad Decisions, a student-group that will open for The Ready Set.

Never Have I Ever

Posted in Dan Loyas on April 22nd, 2015 by dloyas – Be the first to comment
Western Europe selfie!

Western Europe selfie!

I have had a lot of unique opportunities and experiences during my time at Concordia. I have gone on three Concordia Band tours, studied abroad and traveled around Western Europe, and have been politically active by canvassing and rallying in Moorhead. I have also done less significant things like volunteering at the Dorothy Day Food Pantry, enjoying the Moorhead Dairy Queen, and playing grocery bingo. However, there are some Concordia traditions that I have never done.

1. The Concordia Christmas Concert. I got to see part of the Christmas Concerts my sophomore and junior years because members of the Concordia Band always usher, but I simply did not see it my freshman year and I was out of the country this year!

2. Cornstock. A mob of people packed into Memorial Auditorium on a hot spring day just does not interest me. I can find more fun and/or more productive things to do.

3. Habitat for Humanity. It seems like you’re not truly a Cobber unless you have been on a spring break Habitat for Humanity trip. In my defense, I was not even aware of this opportunity during my freshman year. By the time I becamse a senior, that was when I really wanted to do a Habitat trip. However, being abroad meant that there were tons of other things vying for my attention, and I missed the signup. Womp womp.

What Do You Mean It’s Almost Over??

Posted in Mackenzie McCloud on April 22nd, 2015 by Mackenzie McCloud – Be the first to comment
Tina would be the first one to sign up for checkouts. She's always on top of everything.

Tina would be the first one to sign up for checkouts. She’s always on top of everything.

This is probably one of the most depressing things I’ve experienced in my nineteen plus years on this planet.

I didn’t grow up with a sister, unfortunately. I grew up with two super cool, rowdy boys, which meant a lot of fort-building, Wiffle ball, kickball, and typical roughhousing. I never really shared certain details about my life with them – like who I had a crush on, why whatshername and whatshisname were getting on my nerves, how I felt about this or that. We just never really interacted that way, and even among my friends in school and sports, I rarely opened up very much (I still don’t, to be honest).

Cue roommate.

I had no idea when I filled out my housing survey that I would be paired with a girl who would become a major part of my life for over eight months. This girl has made me laugh more times than I can remember. She’s seen every side of me – happy Kenzie, sleep-deprived Kenzie, furious Kenzie – and she’s put up with me through it all.

In case you don’t know me or my ever-present sassy attitude very well, that is a very big deal.

At one point, she also checked to make sure I was still breathing when I accidentally slept for 20 hours. #shereallycares #realMVP

Here’s what people might tell you about having a random roommate: the potential for bad experiences, about how you might have nothing in common with your roommate, so-and-so hated their roommate and couldn’t wait to leave, etc. I don’t believe this the norm by any means, but I’m sure things happen and people just don’t match up.

Here’s what I really need to tell you about having a roommate: It completely and totally changed my idea of how friendships develop. Granted, we were already pretty well-paired – both athletes, nonspecific sleep schedules, don’t mind having friends visit from home/having people stay the night, and various other qualities. But we didn’t both play softball, we didn’t both have an obsession for sweet tea, we didn’t both have the same life experiences… What I’m trying to say is, it’s cool that I didn’t move in to a dorm with my best friend, already knowing all of each other’s likes and dislikes, what pushes each other’s buttons, etc. I moved in with a girl who liked the color purple and was bringing a fridge, and got to know her and eventually conditioned her to accept my strange mannerisms and occasional twang. Now we’re getting ready to move out, and I can’t imagine having spent this school year living with anyone else.

I was blessed to share not only a room, but my entire freshman experience with this girl (It’s true, because I pretty much told her everything.) I’m kind of bummed that we won’t be roomies anymore, but I am so excited to see where your journey takes you once you’ve crossed over into Dragon territory.

Thank you for the late, half-asleep life talks. Thank you for explaining to me what it actually means to live the curly-haired life. Thank you for letting me vent. Thank you for being patient with me.

Thank you for letting me be part of your freshman experience, and thank you for an amazing year, you insanely awesome redhead.