I'm having an ADD moment and I really want to post something but my brain is going all quirky trying to decide what to rant about right now. I could go on about the divinity of caffeine (I'm sitting next to a can of vanilla coke.) Or how much I love getting mail! I'm on Cloud Nine right now. Not only receiving much appreciated emails and facebook stuff, but real, US postal service mail! I grudgingly opened my box late yesterday just to see and lo and behold, the notice I've been waiting for was sitting inside. So this morning, I went as early as I could before class to retrieve it and then anxiously waited for class to be over. As soon as it was, I dashed back to my dorm as quick and giddy as could be to start opening all my letters from my truly beloved back home. Though his are definitely my favorite and not all things sent to me get that kind of reaction, I just love getting and opening envelopes and packages. Even if it's a stupid notice from the housing office that already got sent to me twice via internet. There's just something wonderful about having it tangible and personal in your hands.
Terribly romantic too. Here's a tip. Men write your lady letters and if she loves you, she will appreciate and treasure them as though they were priceless. Scores you big points.
And I'm supposed to be getting more packages later this week! Yay!
Now I can boast about my tan. Yeah. Not really. I'm much tanner than I am normally but in comparison to the polys here, I might as well be the stark white I am at home. Good thing I was never all that big on being brown anyway.
I'm so happy right now! I'm just abnormally elated! This is so strange for me but I love it. I feel hopeful and excited for life. Well not excited for this class I'm sitting in right now (Astronomy-I'm so no a left brained person), but for most of the other parts. Life finally feels good.
Latino Club tonight! Yes. Everyone go to the GCB! I'm excited to dance. I started learning tahitian dance yesterday and that was so fun. A great workout and I think I picked it up fairly fast from all my latin training. Kind of hard to tell since there were no mirrors but I didn't get any corrections either. That's good right? I'm excited to learn more. I still really miss my dance room at home. There's one on campus that I should go seek out but I don't like to share. I know. I'm a selfish brat.
Oh gall. That's a colorful bowling ball. My teacher is holding one up in the air to demonstrate the phases of the moon. I hope he doesn't drop that or someone is going to die.
I need to air guitar. But my laptop speakers don't go up very high. And let's face it. You NEED loud music to fully rock out. So somebody do me a favor. Blast Sink or Swim by Tyrone Wells and jump on the bed for me. I love that song and it's great for that kind of thing. Or running around pretending you're an airplane. You pick.
Speaking of beds though, my mattress is the squeakiest thing in the world. These hale beds are no good. It's really sad when you can hear someone's bed creak down the hall. This guy I know from work whose roommate is a maintenance worker in my hale gave me a genius idea to put "creaky mattress" on a work order for him. Apparently, he's gotten some good ones.
Hmm...I think I've done a pretty good job of tripping this place out thus far. It's a creative process in and of itself.
Ok ok. I'll actually start taking notes now. My mom will kill me when she sees this.
"Apply yourself Bailey!"
-Bailey
MOOD: Cloud 9 :D
SONG: Elevation by U2
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