"Second to the Right and Straight on 'Till Morning!"

I've decided that growing up is overrated. I kind of want to be a kid for the rest of my life. Why are we so obsessed with getting older and become adults? I don't want to have to pick a career and be in charge of insurance bills and car payments. Peter Pan has it good, dear readers. Hopefully this is just a phase of life that will pass soon. Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow longing for lots of babies and responsibility. Not bloody likely...

So, I am a mentor for the freshman and sophomore girls at my youth group along with a couple of my best friends. Yesterday, we were sitting around just chatting about our lives and somehow the subject of boyfriends came up. The girls ask me if I had a boyfriend, to which I replied "Nope, I'm a loser." Why did I say that? Why do I think that? I know, deep down, that I'm not a loser. It's ridiculous how dependent we are on other people to feel like accomplished human beings. It's almost like we feel like we need the approval of another person, or else we are nothing. In all seriousness, I am a smart and capable person. I guess I could have dated in high school, but it just didn't happen. I am determined to overcome this mindset ....or become a nun.

I've recently fallen in love with the song "Boats and Birds" by Gregory and the Hawk. Go listen to it. :)

Sorry this post is so short. Life is fairly uneventful right now, but once it picks up I will be sure to notify you all.

I really hope it snows soon.

doldrums.

dol·drums (dōl'drəmz', dôl'-, dŏl'-)
pl.n. (used with a sing. or pl. verb)
1. a. A period of stagnation or slump.

b. A period of depression or unhappy listlessness.

c. A region of the ocean near the equator, characterized by calms, light winds, or squalls.

d. The weather conditions characteristic of these regions of the ocean.

2. a. A region of the ocean near the equator, characterized by calms, light winds, or squalls.

b. The weather conditions characteristic of these regions of the ocean.

[From obsolete doldrum, dullard, alteration (influenced by tantrum) of Middle English dold, past participle of dullen, to dull, from dul, dull; see dull.]

As you can possibly tell, I have hit the end of the semester doldrums. I still have to study for finals and whatnot, but my classes are beginning to wind down; I have filled out evaluation forms in most of my classes. My semester is winding down. I still can't believe I'm here; I still feel like I'm pretending to be a college student.

If you were to say to me six years ago (in seventh grade...I still can't believe it was that long ago) that I would be at college in Texas of all places, I would have never believed you.

I like my classes and I can't wait for next semester. I just can't help but wonder when all this weirdness is going to wear off. I feel like I'm playing a part. I'm not a very good actress, but it certainly feels like I'm in some elaborate farce.

In other news, it snowed here today. It was a great snow, I was enjoying it a lot. Ran into Tyler Enos, who was also enjoying the snow. I also saw people witness snow for the first time in their life. It was very strange. I've always had snow, so it's weird for people to not know what the various types of snow feel like on your skin, in your hair, on your jacket.

I'm apparently not using my dining dollars enough, so I'm trying to fatten myself up. Blech. I love food but even I can only eat so much in a single day. Especially since I don't usually eat breakfast. I mean, I'll have a granola bar or whatever, but it's not the same thing.

Blair burned me a great Glee CD; it's just awesome. I listened to it my whole drive (all two hours!) back to school on Sunday. It was great. I particularly like "Keep Holding On" and I definitely can't wait for CD number 2 to come out. "True Colors" is destined to be one of my top listened to songs of all time. I also decided I'm now able to listen to Christmas music going to class. Taylor Swift's Christmas CD is wonderful.

Can I just take the time to say how difficult it is to go back to school once I've been home? I love being home. I love my brothers and my dog and my mom and my dad and my friends and my bed and just being surrounded by people who love me. For me, home has always been where your hat is, I suppose, but I only have the one hat here. Home's where your family is, and I really dislike the drive back. It always takes longer and it's dreadful. I wonder if anyone else experiences what I do.

Anyhoo, I must get to my dreadful math class, which I despise. Boo.