What I've Learned at Bama

First, there is a big world out there. It's full of people and opportunity. No one can limit the experiences.

It's hope, I guess, of the abilities and chances of my life.

Second, I've learned so much about myself. I've learned to be grateful quickly, listen better, stand stronger, and to work harder. I've stopped staring at the feet of my future and am looking a bit more boldly into the eyes of opportunity. 

It is so exhilarating. or intimidating. Either one and both.

Third, people. people. people. are amazing. and horrible. and brilliant. and treacherous. and loved. and so very hard to love.

I'm trying though. Love is my great aim.

Lastly, I have learned; actually I've forced myself to develop an eye to see beauty. Light in darkness. The sweet in the bitter. The joy in the pain. Comfort in loneliness. Blessings among dissatisfaction.

I would like to laugh quicker. To speak kinder. and to shine brighter.

Much love.

Oh and I will post the blog I wrote for a class. It is the story of gaining school spirit.

it is quite

ridiculous that this is the second post on this blog FOR THE YEAR.

it is absurd.

What is playing on my radio!??!?!?! it just started playing rap... on a circa survive cd?

yes. a bonus track.

Switch to the dead weather.

Today was my very first day of class at Bama. So... many things.

Weird to be at such a huge school. I just sat outside watching a hundred

people cross the street at a time.

Great to be in classes of my major, so much opportunity.

Fun to be walking everywhere.

Strange to feel alone in such a crowd. I am intimidated to meet people,

but where do I start??

Nice to know that no matter what I do/wear/listen to/like/don't like, the level of acceptance

or just ignoring thingsis so high here, anything goes...

I am a speck though. I need... something. A niche? A club? A something.

But my mass communications professor looks like Val Kilmer at 28 years old.

It was very entertaining.

have a good evening, friend.

i must speak life.

but I seem to always be babbling.

This particular post is in response to a request for me to blog more.

Also, it is in response to the dryness of life and overflow of expression

that is dehydrating me and leaking from my cracks all at the same time.

I have another blog now, it is called Optimism. It is an attempt.

I believe it might be the Yin to this Yang.

I would like balance in life. Is there?

Also, I would like a grande nonfat pumpkin spice latte and 30 fewer degrees outside.

(christmas)

More soon. I just had to whet my whistle before I can start singing again.