now thats good writing

If I do not complete my homework this weekend, blame Shauna Niequist .

what's this?

Dear God,

You didn't have to give us a beautiful February.
You didn't have to give us weather that allowed snow boots on Friday and sundresses on Sunday.
You didn't have to give us sunny walks to class to lift our spirits.
You didn't have to give us a perfect weekend for camping.

But then again,
You've always been one for doing things
you didn't have to do.

Thank you for turning my weeping into dancing.
Thank you for filling me with joy and hope and fire.
Thank you for setting me free.
Thank you for the little things,
like beautiful Februaries.

I love you more than words can say.

Yours forever,
George

3 consecutive snowdays make weekends lose their vigor.
however, this does not eliminate the school burnout i've (already) been feeling lately.
it helps, though.

i think i'm feeling artsy tonight...

another brick in the wall?

Dear Professor,
Belive it or not, I am learning many things
from the textbook required in your course.
I am learning things from you, as well,
such as
how
NOT
to be
a
teacher.

Your harsh,
inconsiderate,
and belittling comments
add nothing to my education.

But what do you care?
You teach at the college level.
Your job
is all about
you.

Thanks for the tears,
"Miss Wyllia"

giving in

Today, I finally gave in to the 21st century and surrendered $20 a month to add text messaging to my phone. It has been the funnest(/most distracting) day ever!

Responses from 3 of my closest friends:

Friend #1: "Yay! Now I can send you encouraging messages!"
Friend #2: "Awesome. Now I can send you witty messages."
Friend #3: "Sweet. Now I can send you dirty messages. ;)"

Ladies and gentlemen, may I present my friends' personalities, in a nut shell.

february 1

"Today is a perfect typical Monday morning: droopy, rainy, and cloudy. You couldn't ask for anything better. In fact, if you close your eyes, you can even see a smile spread out over Edgar Allen Poe's face."

--Dr. Krueger

(best professor to ever teach at Tech, who retired last year)

Today is the first day of my least favorite month of the year--"least favorite" being an understatement. I have held bitter feelings toward February since the 4th grade (11 years?!). I shouldn't hate February; automatically acessing bitter feelings at the beginning of a calandar month is illogical and immature.

It's just that February holds:
-dreary, wet, and cold weather
-the death anniversaries of many loved ones
-Valentine's Day (yes, I'm that person)
-nothing particularly exciting.

Plus, the month's name is not even pronounced as it is spelled. Geez.

I didn't realize that today marked the beginning of February until I read the facebook status of my friend and classmate, who seems to hold a different view of February:

"MaKayla is happy regardless of the weather. It's February! My BIRTHDAY month, mating season for skunks, and Black History Month! Woot Woot!"

When I read that approximately 15 minutes ago, I decided that I am going to try something new. This year, I am going to hold neutral feelings for February. (I do not think that I can give up my annoyance of Valentine's Day, though. I'm not there yet.) Besides, how hard can it be? Only 27 days to go!