This Tornado Loves You

That was just a dream some of us hadStill a lot of lands to...

Fri, 11 May 2012 02:21:45 -0400

That was just a dream some of us had
Still a lot of lands to see
But I wouldn’t want to stay here
It’s too old and cold and settled in its ways here
Oh but California

California I’m coming home.

Insert: Vitamin C: Graduation Day

Fri, 11 May 2012 02:01:50 -0400

Compliments of @daynuhhhhh’s parents:

My first graduation card:

Graduation is more than just caps and gowns and inspiring speeches.

It’s a time to share with friends all the memoriees of fun and happy times.

A time to reflect on the person you used to be and the perosn you hope to become.

It’s a time to realize your opportunities and imagine how you plan to make the best of them.

A time to take pride in your accomplishments and always keep in mind that you have the ability to succeed.

Graduation is a time for you to look to your future and see all that it has to offer.

It’s your very own time, and I hope you enjoy every minute of it.

With a beautiful personal sentiment.

Absolutely beautiful, and a wonderful reminder of what’s important as I procrastinate for my FINAL final exam ever. As I look forward to the wonderful opportunities that come next: California … Nashville … Music … The World…

I can’t help but feel anxious and excited and overwhelmed and blessed and worried and overjoyed all at the same time! I’m excited to see where my classmates continue on with the amazing opportunities before them, and look forward to keeping in touch in the absolute best possible ways.

Too Blessed To Be Stressed.

One calm morning during our Spring Break down in Georgia, the...

Sun, 25 Mar 2012 21:57:21 -0400

One calm morning during our Spring Break down in Georgia, the six of us were all laying in one bed, chatting about plans for the day.

No idea how the progression to this epic moment happened, but it did. All of us were afficanado’s of the classic show Even Stevens, where Shia LaBeouf showed his true self and continues to today through a trait so specific to him, no one else will ever be able to challenge:

A Revival.

Sun, 25 Mar 2012 21:26:52 -0400

Today begins a revival.

In more ways than one.

It has been sometime that I have strayed away from Tumblr, but I’m back, and with a lot to say. With less than two months left until graduation, a documentation of the stress/excitement/wonder/regrets/confusion is going to be needed in order for me to keep sane.

This past Friday I took part in my final Tour Guide Progressive. A general consensus can be made about Marquette TGs: we’re obsessed with being TGs. We even created our own Twitter hashtag - #tglife. We know we’re obnoxious and do not do a great job of hiding our obsession.

Whenever anyone asks me what my favorite thing about Marquette has been, I say being a Tour Guide. Upon coming to Marquette, the only person from my high school, Mater Dei in Orange County, CA, I didn’t know what to expect. I did, however, know what I was going to accomplish: me. In high school, I was shy and soft-spoken. I was just as silly as I am today, but I had no confidence in my own voice. When hired as a tour guide, my past mentors were shocked and did not see the potential in me that Leah and Andy, our bosses, did. And boy am I glad they did!

Throughout these past four years, my pride in being a Marquette student has been strengthened in more ways than I can ever describe. But this pride goes beyond the institution. It strays to the students, my co-workers. An amazing group of now 62 strong that continue to show me why I chose Marquette. As we get together once a semester and progress through the night consisting of wine-WOP-beer, and create memories that we will treasure forever,

So thank you.

To Andy and Leah for specifically choosing us.

To Joe Yaedo for starting Progressives.

To Ice Cream, for getting kicking us out of Marquette Hall (jklolz love ju boo!)

To the scale in the office, for reminding me that it’s illegal to trade said scale.

To those who lose their dignity at Progressive, thanks for the memz.

To the Seniors I have shared these memories with for the past four years. I will love and cherish every single moment we have spent together both inside the office and out.

#tglife

#wearemarquette

Hi Jen - I am making a public directory of Tumblrs with Marquette ties. I am asking for your permission to list your blog. The listing would include your blog name (jenoneriver) with a link, your tagline (This Tornado Loves You), your name (Jennifer Solorio) and your Marquette connection (student). Please let me know if you are interested. Thanks, Mykl Novak (postmarq)

Sun, 18 Mar 2012 04:45:50 -0400

Definitely interested. No problem at all!

"In Love, We Are All Teenage Girls"

Tue, 07 Feb 2012 16:25:27 -0500

“Impossible, first loves. First loves are first for a reason. First loves come before second loves before third loves before fourth loves before several loves who you do not yet love but who, one day, you will love. They do not love you yet either. But they will.

Good morning texts. Lunches at undiscovered restaurants. New bodies to learn and to memorize. New bodies on which to leave fingerprints. New sets of initials. New last names to try on. “

via - @thoughtcatalog

http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/in-love-we-are-all-teenage-girls-no-offense-to-teenage-girls/

“She laughed when there was no joke. She danced when there was no music. She had no friends,...

Sat, 04 Feb 2012 21:19:31 -0500

“She laughed when there was no joke. She danced when there was no music. She had no friends, yet she was the friendliest person in school. In her answers in class, she often spoke of sea horses and stars, but she did not know what a football was… She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.”

- stargirl

A beautiful tune to get me through the first beautiful flurries...

Thu, 10 Nov 2011 15:35:00 -0500

A beautiful tune to get me through the first beautiful flurries of snow!

Rachael Yamagata: Elephants

Coming to Turner Hall tonight.

Doors open at 7!

via: youreatoaster yummsicles

Tue, 08 Nov 2011 14:33:24 -0500

via: youreatoaster

yummsicles

Photo

Sun, 06 Nov 2011 20:05:28 -0500

#socollege

Wed, 02 Nov 2011 01:26:29 -0400

How BRO of me to use this hashtag as the subject, but lets be serious guyz. I’m taking in my last few gasps of air of what is my college career and realizing that there really are some things that are just SO.COLLEGE.

Which brings me to a new series that I am starting: #socollege

First up: All-nighters

The other night, my fiends and I were ending our birth of our teletubby identities in the lobby of my apartment complex eating Sal’s Pizza, delicious thin crust made with scrumptious ingredients. Mainly butter.

So we’re sitting there and one chica points out that this is the latest we’re ever going to be staying up this late. ever. At this point, it’s 4:00am and we’re all exhausted from a night of moving it like bernie but still convening together for the sake of hunger. And the sad truth dawns on me. That she’s right! Once we all enter this so called real world in our own respective rights, we will not all be coming together collectively for the sake of continuing to hang out. I for one plan on having a job that will hopefully have me in a scene of fun and function, but many of my friends will be entering the corporate world as Accountants and Financial services within banks. Jobs that require one to be in the best shae every single morning through the afternoon. The week ends and you’re exhausted from the actual work you’ve been doing all week. Time to rest up for the next week that lies ahead of you!

Next comes the all-nighter for the purpose of school. If you ask any of my friends, this is something that I am notorious for doing. I never sleep. I live under the philosophy:

Not necessarily saying I’m proud of this, but it’s true. Sometimes, those late nights convening with friends leads to a lack in ability to focus, which in turn, leads to not sleeping for 36 hours. Ergo: my Sunday to Monday.

My point is: What kind of society do we live in that allows for this to be okay?!

Answer: One where it becomes okay to stumble into your friends apartment at 3 in the morning eating a sloppy gyro

#socollege

Invasion

Sun, 30 Oct 2011 16:43:00 -0400

Senior Year is about doing what you want, when you want, because soon, you won’t be able to. Just finished ringing in my last Halloween as a college student, and the last time I will be able to dress slutty because on Halloween, you can dress like a slut and no one can say anything. DUH.

My #shemance girls, Susan, Caitlin, Jenna & I, decided that we really needed to celebrate that final farewell and went looking as much of SLUTS as possible. We were SO slutty that a cop even shot us for our obscensity.

Yup, you betcha that I’m really gonna be missing these days.

Photo

Sun, 30 Oct 2011 16:12:59 -0400

black.black.blackout.

Sat, 29 Oct 2011 20:43:55 -0400

It’s Halloweenie!

Have a little fun and make sure you just #brownout. But if ya want to #blackout, that’s kewl too.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h2S3RvIHwGs

Treat life like you would treat your puppy, a beautiful entity...

Fri, 28 Oct 2011 02:57:57 -0400

Treat life like you would treat your puppy, a beautiful entity meant to be exploited with lots and lots of love and hugs

#sappytime

mmmichelle:

Health:

Drink plenty of water.

Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.

Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.

Live with the 3 E’s - Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy

Play more games.

Read more books than you did in 2010.

Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.

Sleep for 7 hours.

Take a 10-30 minutes walk daily. And while you walk, smile.

Personality:

Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

Don’t have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.

Don’t over do. Keep your limits.

Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

Don’t waste your precious energy on gossip.

Dream more while you are awake.

Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

Forget issues of the past. Don’t remind your partner with his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.

Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don’t hate others.

Make peace with your past so it won’t spoil the present.

No one is in charge of your happiness except you.

Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.

Smile and laugh more.

You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.

Society:

Call your family often.

Each day give something good to others.

Forgive everyone for everything.

Spend time with people over the age of 70 & under the age of 6.

Try to make at least three people smile each day.

What other people think of you is none of your business.

Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.

Life:

Do the right thing!

Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful.

However good or bad a situation is, it will change.

No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

The best is yet to come.

Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy.

Brew City Blues

Fri, 28 Oct 2011 02:01:00 -0400

Welcome to Milwaukee, Wisconsin.

A city slowly rising to its full potential, Milwaukee has proved to be the best college stomping grounds a girl could ask for. As a Senior at Marquette University, I am faced with a question that thousands of twenty-two year olds graduating from Marquette in 2012 will hear: where next?

Yes, the real question is WHAT next, but for a student like myself, interested in so many different fields and willing to take on any job, the question is about location. What do I want to do for the rest of my life? I have no a clue! But that’s the exciting part because that means that I will literally do anything and everything! So the question goes back to WHERE. Hailing from the land of pretty people and bright, sun-shiny-dayz, my heart calls for a relaxation and a higher dose of Vitamin D than the Midwest has to offer. Milwaukee has the best sense of community that I have ever seen in a city. Everyone in this city has a heart and the good ‘ol midwestern manners to help one another night. This city knows how to WOW anyone at a party with their extensive cheeses and certainly have a never-ending flow of a nice brew!

HOWEVER.

People are reserved.

My, oh my, is it a big however. Recently, my days have yearned for more. Yes, I am the 1% of Marquette students that likes to get off campus and beyond Water street and The Third Ward, down to neighborhoods that would surprise a suburbanite from Wauwatosa. I burst the bubble that a university offers and I seek excitement. And am left with disappointment. Went to the East side of the city to check out a DJ set at a bar. Was given an awesome setlist throughout my entire stay there and could not keep still, yet I was the only one, besides my fellow #californiagirl Dana, that was making an initiative towards the dancefloor.

PARTY PEOPLE!

How can you resist?! Why must everything be done with liquor down your throats, into your bellies, and a mind being altered? Asked the DJ how many drinks it takes to get this crowd moving and he looked at me with a sad look and said that sadly, I would probably be the only one out there. Now, you should know, I am not shy when it comes to movin and groovin. I very much cannot sit still when I hear a song with some sick beats, meant to get a crowd going. Said DJ, Asher Diamonds, then went on to explain to me that when he sets up in cities like California and Miami, there is no stopping the party.

and there you have it.

I enjoy a good microbrew/chillnight/conversationatthebar as much as the next person, but there’s only so many of those you can have! The call is strong to my beloved West Coast and the free-ness it has. Say what you want about the “liberal hippies” that live out there and that it’s “so california” for me think this way, but damnit. You bet it’s SO CALIFORNIA. If “So California” means having a rad night out, well by golly, I’ll take it! These thoughts are making me reconsider a longer stay in Brew City and ready to leave on a jetplane out West…

BUT

THEN

AGAIN

perhaps this is my challenge. Perhaps I must follow the advice of critically acclaimed rapper T.I., pre-jail-stint, and simply: BRING ‘EM OUT

#truth

Wed, 26 Oct 2011 03:58:39 -0400

#truth

Music is My Boyfriend.

Wed, 26 Oct 2011 02:43:17 -0400

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pQ20JosnbwQ

But seriously, music and I, we’re goin pretty strong.

After being in a messy relationship with a beautiful love, I remember thinking that no one else would come along. That I was never going to find someone that truly would understand me. And then, it happened. I opened my eyes and realized the truth that lay right in front of me. The love that music has always given me and I refused to see! Music has held me tight through the hard times

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NAc83CF8Ejk&ob=av2e

and put the pep in my step through the bright sunny days

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vnXckVvct0Y

Since I was in fifth grade and my Aunt gave me my first CD ever, The Beatles: One, and I wanted someone to hold my hand and show me what it was like to feel fine eight days a week!

Yeah, music introduced me to what could be said to be humanity’s biggest downfall: love. What a beautiful thing this “love” thing is! I mean it MUST be cool if so many people like to sing about it right? I remember being 12, hearing John Mayer for the first time, and hearing the words “love” and “making it” in the same sentence and thinking that sounded scary! But what did it mean? Needless to say, I didn’t have my first kiss until I was eighteen.

Remember when Hip Hop wasn’t mainstream? Yeah, me neither. The Beatles may have been my first exposure to real music but that didn’t mean I wasn’t the c00l g1rL wH0 wR0tE l1k3 tHiS 0n mYspAcE. I mean, my favorite song growing up was Freek-A-Leek off of my favorite CD, which was, of course, Now That’s What I Call Music: Volume 16!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M48nlk-1kH8&ob=av3e

And I am a young Latina woman named Jennifer. So obviously: j3nnY fr0m tHa bL0cK r3pR3s3nt!

In high school, I stuck with my gurlfrans. We went to the largest, Catholic co-ed high school in California, where the slutty girls had to wear big white T-shirts if their dresses would ride up while freaking to Get Low

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mv-E8gb3d84

We didn’t care about boyz. We would get dates for Homecoming/Winter Formals and then ditch them once we arrived at the location of said formal (we really knew how to ring em in). But even with ditching these boys, music would speak to me and my gals and together we flocked to worship to our lover. Our teachers stood on mini podiums throughout the dance floor to make sure there was room for the Holy Spirit. But don’t worry, when those random songs came along to add a mix to mainstream hip hop, Insert: swing/70s/80s/Latin music, my friends and I would get in circles around the male professors when it came time to shout “Hey Mickey, you’re so fine!”

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SvQex1RQ5G4

As my taste buds changed, so did my music taste. This foundational experience with music, where I really felt like I owned it and felt the spark of passion within its indie introduction into my earbuds, was not love. From the first time I heard Beirut as a sophomore in high school, I became a “snob” and wanted to keep this developing music scene all to myself.

“No, the new pornographers are most certainly NOT changing the game in pornography” *eye roll*

My visit to Coachella in 2007 did not make it any better either. Yeah, I definitely can say that my love with music had thus been … selfish. You experience love and loss and before you know it, you go from Freek-A-Leek on repeat to becoming lost and mysterious and having Fake Empire by The National replaying over and over.

But a true love is about sharing their amazingness with the world!

Fast forward to present day and my soul has been awakened. We all go through our continual ups and downs and, tried and true, my ITunes shuffle never disappoints. It speaks to me in more ways than any Human Genome project will ever be able to. Like the type of friend that is always by your side and you know you’ll eventually marry but you’ve put in the friend-zone, it truly understands my joys and sorrows all at once and knows that sometimes, no, EVERYTIME, a little Ace of Base will make me forget any fights we ever get into.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y9W9VdKt1WI

Breathe Carolina - Blackout

Tue, 25 Oct 2011 17:14:44 -0400

Breathe Carolina - Blackout:

Not going to lie, I don’t necessarily WANT to like it, buuuuut I do.

Breathe Carolina, having a similar sound to 3OH3, brings a whole new flavor to the game of alternative pop music. A tune that most def gets everyone moving, is sure to get everyone excited

Time is a Tick'n!

Mon, 24 Oct 2011 14:47:00 -0400

Isn’t it funny how your taste buds change every seven years? I think the same is true for music. Except maybe ever two years. Three years ago, as I was slowly vying away from the Ingrid Michaelsons and Joshua Radins, I was looking for something more… electrifying. In rolled in the Kings of Leon with their true Southern grit, exposing my ears to a sound I had never quite enjoyed and upon seeing them at The Rave in Milwaukee, a smaller venue that was half empty, my world was exposed. A rebel without a cause, besides the fact that it was my first semester in college, I knew that there was no going back. The grit in music is a lifestyle that I was not going to stray away from anytime soon. Insert conversations with friends who had all gone away for school and I found out about Deertick from a friend studying in Boston.

Hailing from Rhode Island, their first EP released in 2006, they have come a long way since then. My favorite one of their albums, Born on Flag Day may have a contender with their newest release, Divine Providence.

The consistency this band continues to bring has not disappointed. From their true experiences embraced in “Funny Word” because, lets face it, LOVE is a funny word, to their song “Let’s All Go To the Bar”, a song I can relate to when all I don’t want to finish my homework, Deertick brings back that taste of rebellion that slips away as I slip into the cubbies buried beneath my University’s library.

So lets give them “Something to Brag About” as we’re all “Walking Out The Door” and “Make Believe” that we’ll all be “Clownin Around” on “Main Street”, bringing about that “Electric” energy within us all.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMZt9ysPjO8