As many good things in my life, this one is started in the middle of the night as the result of too much caffeine. It’s also keeping me from something I actually ought to be doing. However, since my lab report isn’t going anywhere and I can’t seem to gather my mathematical thoughts into any semblance of order, I might as well put my energy to good use. So, greetings and salutations to any reader that happens by. This is actually my third blog–almost as shameful as retaking a course for the third time, but in this case I actually have a chance to explain myself. My first blog was the result of my high school years, best left buried deep in the recesses of history. The second was a flop because I decided that I was going to be all organized and try to write deep things. This time, I write with utter abandon–audaciously.
To introduce myself briefly–I am a twenty-one year old Christian writer and student. I currently reside in Virginia, but I consider upstate New York my home. Home is beautiful this time of year, and I miss it dearly. In Virginia, I live in an apartment-style dorm with six other crazy college girls–four brunettes and two redheads. I fall into the brunette camp, myself. This is my second year with my roommate, Tracy. Everyone else is a new face as of this fall. We all get along famously though. [read: At this point, shouting “shut up!” across the quad is entirely non-offensive.] One of the redheads and I usually make dinner for whoever is “home” on the weekends.
Since I am a senior and a biology major, most of my life consists of studying at present. I’m taking a paleontology class, which is a blast, as well as ecology. I love the field labs that come with ecology. At one point, as we were wading chest-deep through a pond and sifting through silt up to our elbows looking for newts, one of my classmates turned to me and asked, “Did you know what you were signing up for when you added the class?” Naturally, I grinned and responded, “It’s not a good day unless you come home with dirt under your fingernails.” Such is my life philosophy.
So, if you appreciate the ramblings of such a one as me, the occasional entertaining anecdote, and a quirky sense of humor, feel free to come again and partake in the craziness. Cheers and good night!