Thank you, thank you, Vati.

Did you know we have not only Katharine Hepburn's signature, but also a signed copy of Fahrenheit 451?

the road 'more traveled' by

I was walking from Spanish to Elements of music and the path split. I considered, for a moment, whether I should take the path everybody was taking, or the slightly wigglier and less direct one that passed by the gazebo. As usual, I avoided the gazebo (empty gazebos make me sad) with the excuse that twice I've gotten compliments when walking the way I walk.

As I've never taken the path by the gazebo, I didn't know how many compliments I could be receiving, and was wondering about that when a passing girl said, "I like your hat."

Win.

That is now Compliment Corner. (OFHP's Kompliment Korner? Oh wait...) Next time I pass someone there, I'm spreading the happiness. Like germs, only not!

If you wonder why I'm blogging when I should be in Elements of Music, we had a test today. I was out in fifteen minutes--and if I wasn't a slowpoke [lastname], I bet would've been first out. Of course, if I wasn't a [lastname], I wouldn't know all the answers so well. (See, I'm arrogant too. Laughing emoticon.)

Things I should remember when biking in the humid, humid midwest:

1. Do not bike when even a little tired; tired + sweaty + worn out + thick air = not paying attention = not good.
2. Be prepared to seriously need a shower; sweat abounds when there's too much water in the air.
3. Keep your mouth closed; gnats are gross. (Learned yesterday.)

me in the morning

shut up
you stupid crickets

Mythical Creatures

Blogger is annoying sometimes. Anyway, I think if you click on it you might see it better.

Pride.

After 6-7 hours of practice spanning 5 days, I can play the simplified piano arrangement of Serge Prokofieff's Montagues and Capulets from Romeo and Juliet at the desired tempo with virtually no mistakes, when I'm alone.

The Actor and the Housewife

by Shannon Hale.

I cried.



I curse my motherly feelings sometimes.

People at college.

There is a reason I wear my hat to Bethel almost every day so people remember me. There are few people whose names I remember: Paul, who wears a pink hat. (Like Elizabeth's.) Bridget, whose hair is dyed. It has rainbow colors like an oil spill. Kait, who I sat next to twice in Spanish. Maggie, because what are the chances we'd sit next to each other? And one girl whose name I think is Bea (short for Beatrice) who, for the first Elements of Music homework assignment chose a song from Once. (I was apparently the only one who chose a classical piece.)

A problem that comes up is that I judge my classmates on how hard they apply themselves in the class, and since a language is required, many of them in Spanish don't care. I'm still trying to find someone to sit with who will make an effort to learn something.

Witness my amazing post-wrapping-up skills! *flees*