So, to go ahead and start this out, I'm going to express my female side for a little bit.
I am totally Team Gale. Don't get me wrong, I think Peeta is a great character and has some great qualities, I just perfer gale.
Anyways, I read this series back in December and have sense convinced many friends to read it as well. I started off kind of bored with it. The plot reminded me a lot about the Romans and their staged fights, and quite frankly...I wasn't interested.
I struggled through the first TWO chapters of the first book, and then my opinion was changed. Changed so much that I read all three books in two days.
For those that don't know, the premise of the book is that the world has essentially been destoryed. There is a capitol, and 12 districts. There were 13, but during an uprise, the 13th district was destoryed as an example of what happens if you mess with the capitol.
"The Hunger Games", where the book's title comes from, are yearly games that are held by the capitol. Each district gives two tributes, one male and one female, and all 24 participants are placed in an arena. Once in the arena, the participants fight to the death. There is one objective....to live!
The winner of the games is given wealth, food, housing, etc in their district in an area called the Victor's Village. The district that has the winning tribute is gifted extra food, and kind of showered with gifts from the capitol for a year.
The book, isn't just about their struggle of surviving inside the arena, the book is also about the personal struggle of Katniss, the female tribute from district 12. Some would say that the whole book is about her, and they may be right. However, I think the book shines a spotlight on the way of life of people that are less fortunate, that are from a "poor district", or third world country. Everyday people struggle to have food to eat, to keep warm, to have medical care, to simply live! Collins does a great job of showing how the capitol/government in the book kept control over everything in their lives.
I think the moral of the series is to never give up, no matter what the odds are. The impact that Katniss and Peeta had on all the districts, on people in the capitol, is inspring. The impact that one or two people can have, is truly motivating. The book shows that one person can create a revolution, but could potentially also destory it.
The Hunger Games is a fantastic series, and is a cheap easy read. I recommend it for a weekend getaway insde your own little apartment!
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Monday, February 6, 2012
A Love Story
So, for class we had to write a short play. The stipulations were that it had to be three to five minutes long, have no more than four characters, and the time spam could be no more than three hours. So, I sat down and rattled my brain. I googled ideas, read random websites, and ended up going with a love story.
So, here it is....don't laugh.
By the way, this isn't based on me. Anthony was the easiest guys name to come up with, and Natasha was a name that I had just read somewhere. Granted, Anthony may be "me", and have a lot of similarities to me, but in no way do I plan on proposing to a girl this way, nor do I plan on proposing anytime soon to anyone.
Everything between the parenthesis are stage directions.
Anthony:
Good Morning!
(Carrying a tray of breakfast food and climbing into bed next to NATASHA)
Natasha:
mmm! That looks good!
(NATASHA reaches over and grabs a piece of toast off the tray and sits up)
Anthony:
Wonder if there is anything good on.
(ANTHONY reaches over and grabs the remote, turns on the TV, and starts flicking through the channels.)
Natasha:
Oh, I love this show! Leave it! Watching the guidos in Jersey look like idiots makes me feel better about my life!
Anthony:
How can you stand watching this? This is terrible! This show, and the other shows on MTV, portrays everything that is wrong in society today.
Natasha:
There is nothing wrong with this show. It is quality entertainment. Everyone watches it. You’re just so uptight you don’t know how to enjoy anything!
Anthony:
Entertainment?! We clearly have different definitions of that word. Tell me, how is showing everyone that you can be a drunken idiot not a bad thing? How is a show about sixteen year old mothers not bad for society? They put teenage mothers on a pedestal, and people wonder why there are fifteen year old girls walking about the mall pregnant. Entertainment? This is just reality TV ruining everything.
Natasha:
Why do you have to act so “righteous” and “better than thou”? Can’t you just relax and watch a TV show?
(Righteous and better than thou are said with NATASHA making quotation marks with her fingers.)
Anthony:
Wow, really? You’re gonna act like that. Figured someone who was in their mid-twenties wouldn’t act like a little kid.
Natasha:
I’m not acting like a kid. You’re just being irrational. Change the damn channel, I’d rather you watch sportscenter and be bored out of my mind than listen to you bitch about how TV impacts our society. You’re a fucking chemistry major, you hate psychology; since when do you care about human behaviors and interactions?
(ANTHONY begins changing the channel as NATASHA speaks)
Anthony:
I care since they started having an effect on my life. You know my sister; she idolized these girls and look what happened to her? Popped a kid out when she was 16. Tell me there isn’t something wrong with that?
Natasha:
So, you’re saying your sister got pregnant because of a TV show and not because she had sex?
(sarcastically)
Who knew TV could do that to a girl! I better stop watching.
Anthony:
Wow, whatever.
(ANTHONY gets out of bed)
I’m going to take a shower, enjoy your show.
(ANTHONY exits stage right, leaving NATASHA sitting on the bed)
Natasha (Aside):
(Reaches for remote, and starts flipping to channel)
He is such an asshole, but I can’t help but love him. I can’t believe it’s been three years. We have these little spats here and there, but other than these, he treats me like a princess.
(Looking up as if daydreaming and smiling)
I still remember him asking me out. He was nervous. I had smiled at him a lot, trying to let him know it was ok to come over and talk to me. I was at work, and he made it a point to come in every day to act like he was doing something, but I caught him staring at me all the time. Finally one day he needed “help” with something and came over and talked to me. He asked me out for coffee, and the rest was history. It was perfect, I knew this is what it was suppose to be like, I knew -----
Anthony (OFF):
Can you bring me a towel? Mine is gone.
Natasha:
(Yelling)
Sure, let me find one.
(NATASHA gets up and goes to the closet and grabs a towel, walks off stage, and returns a few seconds later without the towel)
That kid, he may be brilliant and he may end up making a lot of money one of these days… but he is the most forgetful person I’ve ever met.
(Lights fade, and scene opens back up. ANTHONY is dressed and groomed, out of the shower back in the bedroom. NATASHA is dressed and putting on makeup and doing her hair. ANTHONY is pacing the floor, back and forth. ANTHONY sits down behind NATASHA on the bed.)
Anthony:
(cautiously and soft spoken)
Babe…?
Natasha:
(NATASHA picks up perfume)
Yes?
Anthony:
I’m sorry about earlier. I didn’t mean to get on a rant and everything with you about pointless stuff. I love you, I really do. I’m not sure ---
(Natasha sprays her perfume as ANTHONY is talking causing him to go into a coughing fit from it getting in his mouth)
That perfume taste like ass!
Natasha:
(While Laughing)
You’d know what ass taste like, wouldn’t you?
(NATASHA jumps on ANTHONY, forcing him to lie backwards on the bed.)
Anthony:
My, my…aren’t you a feisty one now.
Natasha:
I love you too. You’re just stubborn and too argumentative 99% of the time.
(NATASHA leans down and kisses ANTHONY. ANTHONY rolls her off of him, sits up on the end of the bed and has a look of anxiety, anxiousness, and fear on his face.)
Anthony:
I have something to ask you. Please don’t laugh.
Natasha:
Why would I laugh?
Anthony:
Well, I don’t know. Sometimes you laugh when I’m trying to be serious, and it makes me nervous.
(ANTHONY gets up; NATASHA rolls over and props her head up on one hand)
I know you don’t mean too. But, I’m being serious, please don’t laugh.
Natasha:
I’ll try. I won’t promise though. But, really…I’ll try.
(ANTHONY reaches the dresser and opens the drawer and pulls out a ring box.)
Anthony:
(ANTHONY begins walking towards NATASHA)
So, earlier when I said I loved you. I meant it.
Natasha:
(Smiling)
I know you did. I’ve never thought otherwise when you’ve said it.
Anthony:
( ANTHONY leans down and pulls NATASHA up so she is sitting up on the end of the bed. He drops down to one knee, lowers his head and pulls the ring box out of his pocket. NATASHA gasps.)
I remember the first time I saw you. You were at work, I didn’t know your name or anything, but I knew I had to talk to you. It took me awhile, I won’t deny that, but I regretted everyday that I went without talking to you, because it was another day I didn’t know you. I remember all of those days. All those times you’d smile at me as I walked by. They made my day. I can’t promise you the world, but I can promise that I’ll do my best to make you smile every day.
(There is a pause. NATASHA has tears running down her face; ANTHONY is still on his knee.)
Natasha, will you make me the luckiest man in the world and spend the rest of your life with me?
(Lights go out. There is silence)
Natasha:
Yes!
So, here it is....don't laugh.
By the way, this isn't based on me. Anthony was the easiest guys name to come up with, and Natasha was a name that I had just read somewhere. Granted, Anthony may be "me", and have a lot of similarities to me, but in no way do I plan on proposing to a girl this way, nor do I plan on proposing anytime soon to anyone.
Everything between the parenthesis are stage directions.
A LOVE STORY
Anthony McKenzie
(It’s breakfast time inside Anthony’s apartment. It’s the morning after the celebration dinner for Anthony and Natasha’s three year anniversary. )
Anthony:
Good Morning!
(Carrying a tray of breakfast food and climbing into bed next to NATASHA)
Natasha:
mmm! That looks good!
(NATASHA reaches over and grabs a piece of toast off the tray and sits up)
Anthony:
Wonder if there is anything good on.
(ANTHONY reaches over and grabs the remote, turns on the TV, and starts flicking through the channels.)
Natasha:
Oh, I love this show! Leave it! Watching the guidos in Jersey look like idiots makes me feel better about my life!
Anthony:
How can you stand watching this? This is terrible! This show, and the other shows on MTV, portrays everything that is wrong in society today.
Natasha:
There is nothing wrong with this show. It is quality entertainment. Everyone watches it. You’re just so uptight you don’t know how to enjoy anything!
Anthony:
Entertainment?! We clearly have different definitions of that word. Tell me, how is showing everyone that you can be a drunken idiot not a bad thing? How is a show about sixteen year old mothers not bad for society? They put teenage mothers on a pedestal, and people wonder why there are fifteen year old girls walking about the mall pregnant. Entertainment? This is just reality TV ruining everything.
Natasha:
Why do you have to act so “righteous” and “better than thou”? Can’t you just relax and watch a TV show?
(Righteous and better than thou are said with NATASHA making quotation marks with her fingers.)
Anthony:
Wow, really? You’re gonna act like that. Figured someone who was in their mid-twenties wouldn’t act like a little kid.
Natasha:
I’m not acting like a kid. You’re just being irrational. Change the damn channel, I’d rather you watch sportscenter and be bored out of my mind than listen to you bitch about how TV impacts our society. You’re a fucking chemistry major, you hate psychology; since when do you care about human behaviors and interactions?
(ANTHONY begins changing the channel as NATASHA speaks)
Anthony:
I care since they started having an effect on my life. You know my sister; she idolized these girls and look what happened to her? Popped a kid out when she was 16. Tell me there isn’t something wrong with that?
Natasha:
So, you’re saying your sister got pregnant because of a TV show and not because she had sex?
(sarcastically)
Who knew TV could do that to a girl! I better stop watching.
Anthony:
Wow, whatever.
(ANTHONY gets out of bed)
I’m going to take a shower, enjoy your show.
(ANTHONY exits stage right, leaving NATASHA sitting on the bed)
Natasha (Aside):
(Reaches for remote, and starts flipping to channel)
He is such an asshole, but I can’t help but love him. I can’t believe it’s been three years. We have these little spats here and there, but other than these, he treats me like a princess.
(Looking up as if daydreaming and smiling)
I still remember him asking me out. He was nervous. I had smiled at him a lot, trying to let him know it was ok to come over and talk to me. I was at work, and he made it a point to come in every day to act like he was doing something, but I caught him staring at me all the time. Finally one day he needed “help” with something and came over and talked to me. He asked me out for coffee, and the rest was history. It was perfect, I knew this is what it was suppose to be like, I knew -----
Anthony (OFF):
Can you bring me a towel? Mine is gone.
Natasha:
(Yelling)
Sure, let me find one.
(NATASHA gets up and goes to the closet and grabs a towel, walks off stage, and returns a few seconds later without the towel)
That kid, he may be brilliant and he may end up making a lot of money one of these days… but he is the most forgetful person I’ve ever met.
(Lights fade, and scene opens back up. ANTHONY is dressed and groomed, out of the shower back in the bedroom. NATASHA is dressed and putting on makeup and doing her hair. ANTHONY is pacing the floor, back and forth. ANTHONY sits down behind NATASHA on the bed.)
Anthony:
(cautiously and soft spoken)
Babe…?
Natasha:
(NATASHA picks up perfume)
Yes?
Anthony:
I’m sorry about earlier. I didn’t mean to get on a rant and everything with you about pointless stuff. I love you, I really do. I’m not sure ---
(Natasha sprays her perfume as ANTHONY is talking causing him to go into a coughing fit from it getting in his mouth)
That perfume taste like ass!
Natasha:
(While Laughing)
You’d know what ass taste like, wouldn’t you?
(NATASHA jumps on ANTHONY, forcing him to lie backwards on the bed.)
Anthony:
My, my…aren’t you a feisty one now.
Natasha:
I love you too. You’re just stubborn and too argumentative 99% of the time.
(NATASHA leans down and kisses ANTHONY. ANTHONY rolls her off of him, sits up on the end of the bed and has a look of anxiety, anxiousness, and fear on his face.)
Anthony:
I have something to ask you. Please don’t laugh.
Natasha:
Why would I laugh?
Anthony:
Well, I don’t know. Sometimes you laugh when I’m trying to be serious, and it makes me nervous.
(ANTHONY gets up; NATASHA rolls over and props her head up on one hand)
I know you don’t mean too. But, I’m being serious, please don’t laugh.
Natasha:
I’ll try. I won’t promise though. But, really…I’ll try.
(ANTHONY reaches the dresser and opens the drawer and pulls out a ring box.)
Anthony:
(ANTHONY begins walking towards NATASHA)
So, earlier when I said I loved you. I meant it.
Natasha:
(Smiling)
I know you did. I’ve never thought otherwise when you’ve said it.
Anthony:
( ANTHONY leans down and pulls NATASHA up so she is sitting up on the end of the bed. He drops down to one knee, lowers his head and pulls the ring box out of his pocket. NATASHA gasps.)
I remember the first time I saw you. You were at work, I didn’t know your name or anything, but I knew I had to talk to you. It took me awhile, I won’t deny that, but I regretted everyday that I went without talking to you, because it was another day I didn’t know you. I remember all of those days. All those times you’d smile at me as I walked by. They made my day. I can’t promise you the world, but I can promise that I’ll do my best to make you smile every day.
(There is a pause. NATASHA has tears running down her face; ANTHONY is still on his knee.)
Natasha, will you make me the luckiest man in the world and spend the rest of your life with me?
(Lights go out. There is silence)
Natasha:
Yes!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
The Great Gatsby
Over break from school, I got to read a little bit. Ok, I'll admit, to some knocking out FIVE books in three weeks is a big feat. To me, it just wasn't enough. I could have read a lot more. After the first few books, I got on a kick to read some of the "classics".
So, I got this urge, and I had no idea where to start. I had heard of a lot of books that you should read; had heard of books that were "must reads", the problem was...where do I start? I googled a list, and browsed through it. Well, as you've probably guessed, the first book that stuck out was "The Great Gatsby". They're making a movie of it, again, and I like to read books before I see the movie. Not only that, the book is said to show a man how to be a gentleman. So, I read the book. I took special care to really absorb the literature; to absorb the meaning. To put it bluntly, I throughly enjoyed the book.
At first, I really fell in love with Gatsby. He was a mysterious man, treated his company well, and lived a lavish life. Honestly, I think he is the guy that everyone wants to know, or worse, be. As the book went on, I began to feel sorry for Gatsby. If I were in his shoes, I would be lonely. Knowing that the love of my life is just across the water, unattainable, would drive me mad. Gatsby had many "friends", but only one real friend.
Nick, on the other hand, was a character that took a little bit to grow on me. At first, I wasn't sure what to think about him. As I read the book, I thought the story was going to be about Gatsby, but it is really about Nick. Nick, was a true gentleman. He treated people with respect; he liked them for who they were, not what they had. Reading the book, you really see that Nick is who people should strive to be like.
Why is it a problem for people to want to be like Gatsby, and not Nick?
Gatsby never really understood hardwork, from what I gathered. Sure, he served in WWII with honor, but it is insinuated that Gatsby got all of his money in a shady way. I mean, who else deals with individuals that fix world series and has no "job" but continuously gets phone calls from people all over the world? Nick, on the other hand, was a man who worked for a living. He spent college at an Ivy Leage school, was working now, and trying to make a name for himself. This is something that everyman should do. Not go to an Ivy, per se, but should aquire an education and work to better himself and make a name for him to pass on to his family.
In the end, I was surprised to see how much that book still depicts modern life. Greed, wealth, and material things still make a bigger statement than who the person really is, and it shouldn't. Money doesn't buy sophistication, happiness, or acceptance. Your character will bring you those, and with those you are truely wealthy. I think this was the message Fitzgerald was trying to get across and the pivitol moment that this struck home was when nobody came to Gatsby’s funeral but Nick, Gatsby’s father, and the old drunk man from the library.
So, I got this urge, and I had no idea where to start. I had heard of a lot of books that you should read; had heard of books that were "must reads", the problem was...where do I start? I googled a list, and browsed through it. Well, as you've probably guessed, the first book that stuck out was "The Great Gatsby". They're making a movie of it, again, and I like to read books before I see the movie. Not only that, the book is said to show a man how to be a gentleman. So, I read the book. I took special care to really absorb the literature; to absorb the meaning. To put it bluntly, I throughly enjoyed the book.
At first, I really fell in love with Gatsby. He was a mysterious man, treated his company well, and lived a lavish life. Honestly, I think he is the guy that everyone wants to know, or worse, be. As the book went on, I began to feel sorry for Gatsby. If I were in his shoes, I would be lonely. Knowing that the love of my life is just across the water, unattainable, would drive me mad. Gatsby had many "friends", but only one real friend.
Nick, on the other hand, was a character that took a little bit to grow on me. At first, I wasn't sure what to think about him. As I read the book, I thought the story was going to be about Gatsby, but it is really about Nick. Nick, was a true gentleman. He treated people with respect; he liked them for who they were, not what they had. Reading the book, you really see that Nick is who people should strive to be like.
Why is it a problem for people to want to be like Gatsby, and not Nick?
Gatsby never really understood hardwork, from what I gathered. Sure, he served in WWII with honor, but it is insinuated that Gatsby got all of his money in a shady way. I mean, who else deals with individuals that fix world series and has no "job" but continuously gets phone calls from people all over the world? Nick, on the other hand, was a man who worked for a living. He spent college at an Ivy Leage school, was working now, and trying to make a name for himself. This is something that everyman should do. Not go to an Ivy, per se, but should aquire an education and work to better himself and make a name for him to pass on to his family.
In the end, I was surprised to see how much that book still depicts modern life. Greed, wealth, and material things still make a bigger statement than who the person really is, and it shouldn't. Money doesn't buy sophistication, happiness, or acceptance. Your character will bring you those, and with those you are truely wealthy. I think this was the message Fitzgerald was trying to get across and the pivitol moment that this struck home was when nobody came to Gatsby’s funeral but Nick, Gatsby’s father, and the old drunk man from the library.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Random thoughts
Finals suck, badly. I don't understand why we need to take a test to show that we learned all this stuff during the semester when we take test to show we have learned it periodically.
She is great. I'm thinking about giving up. I don't like to give up, but really...is it worth it? She'll be the one I regret never having a chance with.
I'm ready for NY. I know I'll be working most of the time, but I need the time away from this place. The time to clear my head, meet new people who have some common interest, and a chance to go to the city where I feel I belong are much needed. Maybe the trip will help my mind with random thought #2.
Finals still suck. They need to be over. Oh well, one more day.
I really need a scotch, neat. It's simple and it shows that I'm a man who knows what he want.
I hope next week has more sunshine. I want to go running outside, maybe walk around in it a bit.
Back to studying. I've wasted enough time on here.
She is great. I'm thinking about giving up. I don't like to give up, but really...is it worth it? She'll be the one I regret never having a chance with.
I'm ready for NY. I know I'll be working most of the time, but I need the time away from this place. The time to clear my head, meet new people who have some common interest, and a chance to go to the city where I feel I belong are much needed. Maybe the trip will help my mind with random thought #2.
Finals still suck. They need to be over. Oh well, one more day.
I really need a scotch, neat. It's simple and it shows that I'm a man who knows what he want.
I hope next week has more sunshine. I want to go running outside, maybe walk around in it a bit.
Back to studying. I've wasted enough time on here.
Monday, April 11, 2011
My summer home...
No, I don't actually have a "summer house" that I vacation too....yet. However, I will have a new home this summer. That new home is...
NEW YORK CITY!
That is correct, I will be spending 10 weeks of my summer close to NYC! I can't wait, to be honest.
How did I land this, you may ask? Well, I landed a summer research gig at a government lab on Long Island. It seems that being a chemistry student has it's perks.
So, In the coming weeks, I'll be writing a lot about NYC, things I want to do and things I'm going to do.
Suggestions on places to visit? eat? socialize?
Friday, March 18, 2011
Bean, Brooks, Jcrew OH MY!
Well, I feel it safe to say that Spring is here, at least according to the retail world. So, since it's been Spring Break this week, while most students were out on cruises or at the beach, I (dramatic pause) decided to go shopping!
Sadly, I don't have a BB or a Bean store in Oklahoma, so I have to shop online for them. It makes me really sad. I honestly think my favorite part of shopping is the "trying on" part. That being said, I love when I hear a knock at the door, I open it, see the UPS/FEDEX man walking away, and a small package sitting on the ground. My heart jumps. I grab the package, run to my room, and go crazy!
At bean, I was simple...like always. I went and picked up a handful, seven, Pinpoint OCBDs in a mixture of colors. Lilac, french blue, blue, and lastly the ever necessary white. The shirts are amazing, great, perfect...(Sorry, I ran out of adjectives to use due to my limited vocabulary). They are priced greatly, and are very easy to launder. Any guys out there that need a few button downs that work for several occasions, these are for you!
Next, Brooks! So, I cheated this season and grabbed a few winter pieces off clearance and they'll be included, but I had to. I went a little crazy this season at Brooks.
There was more, a lot more. Sadly, links were broken, or it was clearance and no longer avalible.
Lastly, I went to Tulsa on Wednesday. I originally went for glasses, and long story short, I ended up in the mall walking around J. Crew and Macy's. One thing led to another and I was in the dressing room trying on clothes, having girls ask me if everything fit, and if I needed other sizes. I thanked them, said no, and giggled. I KNOW my sizes.
The shorts are from J.Crew. They feel and look divine. The picture doesn't do the middle pair justice. The shirt was a quick grab from Macy's and is Ralph.
So, enough about my buys. What'd you treat yourself to this season?!
Sadly, I don't have a BB or a Bean store in Oklahoma, so I have to shop online for them. It makes me really sad. I honestly think my favorite part of shopping is the "trying on" part. That being said, I love when I hear a knock at the door, I open it, see the UPS/FEDEX man walking away, and a small package sitting on the ground. My heart jumps. I grab the package, run to my room, and go crazy!
At bean, I was simple...like always. I went and picked up a handful, seven, Pinpoint OCBDs in a mixture of colors. Lilac, french blue, blue, and lastly the ever necessary white. The shirts are amazing, great, perfect...(Sorry, I ran out of adjectives to use due to my limited vocabulary). They are priced greatly, and are very easy to launder. Any guys out there that need a few button downs that work for several occasions, these are for you!
Next, Brooks! So, I cheated this season and grabbed a few winter pieces off clearance and they'll be included, but I had to. I went a little crazy this season at Brooks.
Lastly, I went to Tulsa on Wednesday. I originally went for glasses, and long story short, I ended up in the mall walking around J. Crew and Macy's. One thing led to another and I was in the dressing room trying on clothes, having girls ask me if everything fit, and if I needed other sizes. I thanked them, said no, and giggled. I KNOW my sizes.
So, enough about my buys. What'd you treat yourself to this season?!
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Snow, Ice, and the impendng death.
Saturday
I wake up, it's like 55 degrees out. I head to the gym, workout a little bit then head to the track. By this time, its near 70! I'm ecstatic! I finish a good run, head home, shower, throw on some shorts and head to the library to get my study on. Everything goes good, spend the evening at home doing whatever random stuff I decided to do. Sunday
I wake up and its a bit cooler, but not too bad. High was lower, about 60, and wasn't too bad. Spent yet another day at the library, get home and get a good nights rest for Monday.Monday
Tuesday, approx 6:15am:
(Pulls remote out, fast forwards to Tuesday 9pm)
"Well, We're out again tomorrow. Score...I need to study anyways." (I still haven't) It doesn't look that bad out there, we'll be back to class on Thursday.
(Fast forwards to Wednesday)
"Wow, we're out again! I'm studying all day till they decide to cancel class on Friday or that we are having it."
(Fast forward an hour)
"I guess I should go out for a little bit. I'll head to 'the office' and hang with Marty for a bit!" So, I get dressed. Old boots, old jeans, a t-shirt, and the Patagonia and start the walk. The trek was rough. Roads, parking lots, buildings all covered in ice. Thoughts about the weather plagued my thoughts. I began to question my insanity, to question my motives, to question everything. "It's gloomy out! It's cold out! It's no fun! What was I thinking? I should have stayed home. Are you an idiot? Oh well, I'm almost there anyways."
(Fast forward to Friday 10am)
Stretching and tossing a little bit as he awakes, Anthony slowly gets out of bed and checks his email, text messages, and facebook stuff via his phone. "MORE SNOW?!?!?! What?!" I jump out of bed, run to my window, look outside and almost fall over. It's really coming down! This is bad! St. Louis trip is next week. I need school, I need clear roads, I need to get home!
(Friday evening news)
"Estimated 6 inches before it ends tonight, slightly above freezing over the weekend, with a chance for a few more inches of snow on Sunday. Monday should be cloudy and cold, with a chance of 6-8 inches of snow on Wednesday and Thursday. Back to you, John!" Thanks, Frank. In recent news..." It fades into the background as I think.."14 more inches, and this crap hasn't even started to disappear. They need to just cancel the spring semester and let us just retake all the classes in the fall no charge."
Well, that's how the past 5 days have been and by the sounds of it, how the next few weeks may be. Even though above I stated I haven't gotten any studying done, I have. It was just that particular day that I didn't. I feel slightly accomplished. I have gotten to spend some time doing things that I missed and enjoyed. I've tried making the most of it, but it is time to head back to class. Time to head back to the normal life; the days of meetings, class, stress, and preparing for the future.
These last few days have helped me realize how much I miss the sun. How amazing pizza sounds when you can't get it very easy. And, it's given me time to think and browse around about what I want to get for the spring wardrobe! (That's another post....very soon!)
I hope everyone has been safe during this dreary weather! What have you been doing to avoid the boredom?
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