Green Road

I go down Green Road every time I come home from Augustana (which, lately, has been more than usual). I feel that I always say to myself Self, this is the prettiest road after a corn ride. You should take a picture. In fact, I've chastised myself for not following my photographer's instincts on this road before. There was once a man changing the oil on his red corvette- just on the side of the road. It was shiny and beautiful and I have this gorgeous mental image of the sun gleaming off the glossy paint job, yet have no proof of what I'd seen. So after a very exhausting, rainy drive today, I took this shot. It screams "FALL" to me. The barn that says CIDER and the apple orchard are my favorite parts. Maybe next time I'm home, the leaves will all be orange.

Also, I just love this picture. Truely, It's the best one I've ever taken in my life. Again, it was a hit and run but whatever. I was driving home from wal-mart and my mom was following me. As I came around the curve, I hit my emergency blinkers, pulled over and snapped like nine shots of this beautiful sunset. She later called me "insane"... I can't disagree, but think the final product was worth it. (?)
Corbin says that it isn't weird to take pictures of sunsets!

Porsche

Porsche |ˈpôr sh (ə)|

Porsche, Ferdinand (1875-1952), Austrian car designer. In 1934, he designed the volkswagen ("people's car"), but his name has since become noted for the high-performnce sports and racing cars produced by his company, originally to his designs.

You can also see my mom in this picture. She's recovering from her foot surgery and using a walker. This was taken about a month ago, so now she's doing much better and can walk all on her own. She even got a pedicure last week. It doesn't sound like much but it is considering that she couldn't walk for about two months. Yay mom!

uh... huh?

I would consider the fact that I haven't written in this blog in almost a year to be a good sign. Not because I don't care (I do...) but because I've been busy. Very busy. Besides the fact that I'm now a Sophomore at an overpriced Mississippi-area college, I also went to Ecuador this summer. And although I would love to somehow relate all of my miscelaneous adventures to you, I know that this too would be boring for most. I'm coming up on a lot of changes in my life (example: changing schools, deciding what I want to do with my life, and becoming who I want to be).

Also, I just bought Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs on DVD and I'm madly in love. It was one of my favorites whence I was a young'n. I can't believe that my brothers are stuck with lame computer animation.
                 

Scarecrow Fest is this weekend, and I CAN NOT WAIT to go because it's been a while. Plus, it's acting like fall for now, and I konw that it'll be a beautiful weekend at home. Watching the dogs. And the stupid cat. (By the way, tell me who lets an animal burry it's own poop and then walk on the eating/cooking surfaces of their kitchen? Just wondering.)

Can we talk about this?

This term I am taking a course called "Blind Faith to Reasoned Belief". As the title might suggest, the class will be predominantly based on the question "Does God Exist?" For a while now, I have been struggling with this question. Don't worry. I go around and around with this question all the time. But after some discussion with Mitch, we've both come to the conclusion that the Atheist argument that Richard Dawkins is proposing in his book The God Delusion wouldn't hold up at all. His main mode of attack is just that: an attack religion in general in which his harsh words are backed by absolutely no evidence. After quoting New Jersey's historical society president for about half a page, he actually says "What a devastatingly revealing letter! Every sentence drips with intellectual and moral cowardice" before jumping right into the next quote in line for the guillotine. I'm sorry that this is turning into a rant, but I have to know if there is actually a "religious sect" out there (which now call themselves "the New Atheism") that has come into their faith by reading this garbage. I'm actually repulsed that this man deserves enough respect to convert (for lack of a better word) followers. Even more so that it is necessary that I read about it in his 400 page book. According to my professor, it doesn't get any better. Yippie. 

On the other hand, I just learned that when Spain had their "encounter" with what is now Mexico, Spanish men outnumbered Spanish women 9:1. Just a fun fact to brighten up your day. ;)

So High School

I've heard that the drama never ends before. But I really didn't think that all the High School drama that I so looked foreward to leaving behind would follow me to college. It's agrivating me a bit. What's worse is that I have to actually live in it. The everyday problems of some people don't concearn me, so why should I be subjected to petty gossip about it? Why is my life now the one resembling a soap opera? This never used to happen in high school. Maybe the problems get bigger because as we grow as people, we are supposed to be better equipped to handle it. Nevertheless, I'm still sick of it. 

On a brighter note, my friend Aaron gave me two awesome CD's which I am now completely obsessed with. I love him. And I made it into my fraternity. I have my first meeting as an active member tonight. It should be good. And Halloween is coming. 

Two more days. 

I'm so excited!!!

(The picture is of Mitch, myself, Adrienne and Aaron. We were about to go in and get quizzed on our fraternity fact knowledge).

Autumn.

It's been a while since I've written anything. I always think that my life is so boring, no one would want to read anything about it. But some stuff has happened.

 I'm actually pledging a fraternity. That's right- a fraternity. It's co-ed (obviously), and its all service based. I really love everyone in it, and I feel like I'm meeting a lot of new people. The only down side is that all I have time for is going to the Animal Shelter, and even then, all we did last time was scoop out kitty litter boxes. Yummm. On the bright side, the cats are nice.

It's fall. I. LOVE. FALL because it's so beautiful. The campus here at Augustana is gorgeous anyway, and now it looks like the hills are just on fire. I want to paint it, but I'm afraid that I'm not that good at painting. Oh well. Is that boring? It's been a month and that is all the news that I have. Ugh. How sad.

Weird Dream

It's well known among my friends that I always have weird dreams. Like... there was one night where I dreamt that I had an Ice skating rink in a secret passage behind my kitchen cupboard. Just things like that. Well, last night, I dreamt that I had a ginormous playground in my back yard. And I mean big. Like... I could go up there and throw a little party with ten people. It was, in short, amazing. I remember thinking 'This is really dirty. I should power wash it soon.' What does this mean?

On that note, I finally signed up for classes at my college. (I won't post the name here) And let me tell you, I'm really excited. I'm taking Greek 101 and Classic Tragedy. So It'll be right up my alley. I'm planning on studying classics. Along with this comes a lot of studying. Languages have always been hard for me to wrap my brain around. But once I'm done with this undergrad degree, I can do a ton of other things. So I'm not being completely random, here. I may even end up in art history (which would be good, because I'm a little into art.)