Wild Nights Are My Glory

This past Thursday, I went to see Moliere's Tartuffe for an English class assignment. (Which was awesome by the way, and you should go see it while it's still playing. Very Tim Burton-esque and very funny. Click here for tickets.) Coming out of the theatre, I was going to take a bus home. But then I noticed the wind. Oh, the wind! It was stunning, and large, and more beautiful than anything I've imagined! I felt as if something big was coming, something big and magical and stunning. The sound, the feeling, the everything! So good! So I walked the streets for hours that night (literally. Two hours.) And listened to all the big music on my ipod (I'm needing some more suggestions. I exhausted my supply of Narnia, Peter Pan, and Lord of the Rings soundtracks. Know any other big music?) Best. Night. Ever.

Two days later came the snow. And you guys know me. I hate the snow.

But not this time.

This time it was magical. This time it won my heart. This time I realized why so many people love winter. The hush, the swirling white that covers the world in beauty. Love. Love love love. Now I know another reason why I am in Utah. I needed to learn that this world is beautiful in all of its clothing. And I love it.

Today it is snowing again.

Ten (or Eleven)Things I Hate About Tuesday

You think it's pretty, huh? Snow is tricksy like that. I bet you wouldn't like driving this either.

I am a firm believer in equal opposites.
I think the Universe is, as well, and felt the need to counteract my happy Tuesday of last week.
Stop here if you don't want me to drag you down into the mire.

1. There is snow.
Everywhere.
Everywhere.
And I had to drive in that nasty stuff.
Please remind me that I love BYU.
Because I hate Utah right now.

2. Even though it is 1 degree out, my room has got to be in the nineties.
Not a lie.

3. The last assignment of the semester (to write a radio script for my advertising class) is hanging over my head.
It's due at 11:00 am and I haven't even been able to think of what product I want to write a jingle for.

4. My phone has done nothing but receive calls today.
No texts (to or from) and no phone calls from my end.
I feel lonely, detached, and ready to trade in a few fingers for the returned use of my phone.
(Cell phone, cell phone you're my heroin...sing along now!)

5. I have been waking up each hour for the past few nights.
No explanation.

6. I feel really fuzzy right now.
Which is mostly synonymous with blue/cloudy/under the weather/Eeyore-like/cranky.

7. I was irresponsible yet again (surprise!) and now plane tickets for Christmas have jumped beyond my price range. And I hate using my credit card.

8. The cute boy I have had a crush on for months has no inclination to ask me out, despite not a few successful and fun interactions.
I am starting to doubt what little feminine charm I thought I possessed.

9. I ate around twenty peanut butter cookies.

10. A certain four year old felt that entertaining her for 4 hours was absolutely necessary, despite the long list that her mother gave me to take care of most certainly proved otherwise. And because I am cranky, I did not appreciate being asked every 5 minutes (not an exaggeration) to provide entertainment.

And because I am cranky, here is another one

11. I was so tired (from being up all night) that I accidentally fell asleep from about 5:00-7:00 pm.
So I'm gonna be up all hours.

Happy post coming tomorrow, so don't fuss.

Interruption

Fall is here in Provo.
I thought you should know what I look at each morning.
Well, except for yesterday.
Yesterday was foggy and cloudy and rainy.
My carefully coiffed hair became a puffball after I walked about campus and got soaked.
I bought a cheap umbrella in the bookstore, but it was already too late to save the hair.
Curses.
On a happy note, I ran into Kenzie.
And I love that girl.

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A Quick Update On My Day to Day Life

~Living in a desert has its perks: no humidity (a.k.a. no crazy hair), incredible landscapes, etc. But I am trying to decide if it's worth it. My feet are so dry that they are cracking. Cracking! And every day my hands get so cold and dry that my knuckles split. I was just looking at my hands and they hurt! I am tired of going to bed with Aquaphor and socks on, because I hate socks. The good thing is that I am drinking A TON of water because my throat is always dry. That's healthy, isn't it? But I decidedly need a pedicure, so if you know any good places in the area, let me know!

~I am coming along quite nicely in my Spanish. I even spoke to Tavi so convincingly on the phone that he started to babble baby Spanish at me. Of course, I was immediately lost.

~ Over the past month, I have read The Iliad, The Odyssey, The Aeneid, Oedipus Rex, and several of Plato's and Aristotle's works. Twice. Once in two different classes.

~I sit next to a really cute boy in my Humanities 250 class. He is from Kissimmee. Yes!

~I am slowly getting used to soy yoghurt.

~My bangs are at the most awkward length in the world. Annoying! I keep debating whether or not to cut them again.

~I have revived my Superman backpack. I love him.

~I miss Dawna.

I just don't know how well this plan was thought out... I like warm weather, and it is 9 degrees!

It is days like today that make me wonder what the heck I think I am doing. It is 9 degrees out. 9! That is incredible to me! I have never felt anything so bitter in my entire life. If it keeps this up, I might just transfer to somewhere a bit warmer.

P.S. Snow is only pretty the first day it falls. For all you lucky Florida people who don't really know this, they shove it up in piles that get dirty and yucky and it is ugly. Just thought you ought to know, just so you can shove all those romantic ideals concerning snow right out of your head.

I'm going to look like this poor beech tree before the week is out. Thank you global warming for the pretty picture.