She Only Sleeps When It’s Raining

I like the rain here. It rains quite a bit, but somehow I always mange to make it to class or my dorm or the dining hall just in time. AND my rain boots are finally getting used. The more it rains, the happier I am. I’ve always liked rain more than sun. Maybe it stems from my job at the pool. When it rained we got to sit in the office and get paid for nothing. Whatever the reason, this is definitely my favorite season.

Right Now

I’m supposed to be writing an essay. It’s well on it’s way, but I’ve slowed down and can’t get back on track.

College is not what I thought it would be. I don’t like Murray State the way I thought I would. Honestly the only thing I want to do right now is move back home and go to Meramec. I’m tried of the south. I broke this news to my dad, who told me transfers are very common and I shouldn’t feel ashamed. But I just can’t help feeling like if I had put in more effort last year, I would be so much more happy this year. I’ve already begun the college search all over again, this time I’m looking west- NOT south. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve met some nice people here, but I just don’t like the campus, the work isn’t challenging and they just do not offer everything I need. I need mountains, fresh air, culture. I do not need chewing tobacco, cowboys and racism. I’m going to last out the year, I told my parents I could do that, but I’m going to be VERY proactive about my college search- much more than last time.

Ugh, I can’t believe I’m doing this all over again. Pray I make the right choice this time.

Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again

My head is less poundy now that I have special cough syrup to chug, but I swear, I think it’ll explode if I have to watch one more episode of America’s Next Top Model or Law and Order: SVU. I went to a party (a gay party, more on that another time) on Saturday night, which was a total bad idea. Sunday morning roles around and at 8:30 when I’m supposed to be waking up for church I’m still laying in bed, snoring. I went with my sister and my dad to see Coraline, which was a terrific movie, but a stupid move considering I had a fever. I have been hacking up a lung for the past two days and it’s finally going away just in time for me to board a plane with Grace and fly to Florida. I feel so guilty, I will only attend one day of school this week, Wednesday, and it’s a drop five/six with are my only two classes. The rest is gym, cadet, late arrival, and newspaper.

My Janis Joplin project is coming along well, it’s due Thursday so I’ll have to have my mom turn it in because I know I won’t be done until the last second tomorrow night. As for my 5 page AP Lit essay on Wuthering Heights due Tuesday? Yeah, I have about one sentence.

p.s. it’s a Bob Dylan song that I’m especially fond of.