I've been thinking of writing something. I've been ready to place words in this text box. To form coherent thoughts and tell whatever stories flirt about in my head. But the phrases I form on page lately only fall into three line stanzas, and I don't think I'm doing it justice, telling you such short bits of thought. So I'll place those somewhere else and wait to tell you stories when I'm not feeling the burdens of higher education weigh so heavily down upon me. For now, pale hints of autumn approach and tease the night air. I came across a few of the first leaves fallen to the ground, but I know they only try to trick me. Still I can't help but be hopeful Fall is on its way.
Last week we celebrated in Heather and Jeff's long awaited marriage. It was beautiful, and I don't feel I can do justice to telling the happiness and joy surrounding the whole event. Still, to my sister and my new brother, I wish to you the happiest of life and offer my delight in that you can now be together.

"She was a fork and knife kind of girl"

Yeah, that's what I've been told.

Things I like:
Candles
Cinnamon
Wet grass smell

Things I don't like:
Headaches
Fake flowers
Dead batteries

Yep, that's my university...

I come home to flooded bathrooms and cracked toilets that maintenance takes a ridiculous amount of haggling to get them to come fix.

Also, we block broken, hazardous elevators with bulletin board border.

Woot, ULM!

I should blog more
but it just ends up I monologue
and narrate my life
in my head.


It still works.

Classes started yesterday. I moved in last week for Officer Week where we renovated the WRC. Now it has a few new coats of blue paint(Half the walls are "Cloudless" and the upper half is "Atmospheric". I think they picked the colors based solely on the names. :-P ). As for my schedule, Monday's are super long, involving a night class that stretches to 8:45 pm, and then the days get shorter from there. I've got a little job working in the Geosciences computer lab on Tuesday nights(That's where I'm at right now.), so I'll have a trickle of an income over the semester. I'm back in the same room with the same awesome roommate and I'm enjoying being here again. It feels like I never left, as I fall quickly back into place with friends and homework habits. It's rained all day today, and though the campus is flooded between buildings again, it makes me happy as I sit here soggy-shoe'd and smelling of rain and grass.
Mer. In reading this, I know it sounds pretty cut and dry, but it's what I've got for now, so it'll have to do. More updates to come soon!

Ode to Squeak

Sour seated, off-green Squeak
Long loud nights held our laughter and joy.
Filled with forgotten papers and drained water bottles
You kept quiet through my embarrassingly off-key singing.
You held me tight when I hugged your wheel in tears.
You kept me straight when I flew down pavement in frenzy.
You growled along with my frustration,
And hold the soft memories of my friends’ silence.
Thousands of days,
And tens of thousands of miles,
Source of my delight and frustration.
Craisins and ugly pink stained unicorns,
Books, hammers, and discarded bras,
Sweat and scarves,
You’ve held it all.
Crossing many borders before you even came to me
Your life has not been in vain.
Chariot of my earliest years,
Hold tight reminiscences of any number,
And rest yourself now in automotive slumber.

This is it. I’m saying goodbye to Squeak, my 16 year old car. Too many troubles have plagued her for so long now, that we’re finally laying her to rest. Or as close to that as it may come. She’s moving on.

So, with that, I’d like you to see my new(er), shiny, red, Mercury Sable, Station Wagon!
I absolutely love it.
A man at work sold him to me at a very nice price. He’s very roomy and much cleaner on the interior than Squeak was.
Upon discovering a seat that folds up and faces backwards, my excitement escalated tenfold. I'm still trying to come up with a name for him.
I can fit eight people in there with seat belts, though a couple should need to be rather thin to fit with extra elbow space.
I’ve got plenty of room to pack my school stuff in when I move. And speaking of such, I’m moving in on the 10^th. Ack! It’s so soon. And it seems to me now that I am always reluctant to leave where I’m at. Once I’m at Monroe, I don’t want to go. Once I’m in Haughton, I don’t want to go. I miss my friends and family on both sides. I have gotten even closer to the people here than I thought I could this summer. I have absolutely loved working at the National Weather Service, and I plan on continuing to do so. Overall, this has been a fantastic summer. Still, school is school, and I will continue to be my nerdy self and be excited about taking new classes. A blessed beginning to everyone. ^_^