You’re Up Then You’re Down
There is so much stuff going on this week, it’s ridiculous. Here are the three events that I’m excited about and planned to attend.
Feel Good Inc. or: Everyone Looks Forward to Sunday Night
You must eat Campbell’s soup,
Cause you’re looking “M’m! M’m! Good!”
And I just love those foods,
That make me feel so good.
Eva’s Family Does Washington!
We had been planning this excursion since I was accepted into this fellowship a few months ago. Since I have class on certain weekends and work full time, this past weekend was the only feasible time we could do this!
Midterms
That glorious moment in the middle of the semester when every day feels like the longest freaking day of your life.
The Man in the Moon is Snoring
I’ve been feeling pretty restless lately. My weekdays revolve around classes, homework, and sleep. Sometimes I throw in a little time for food and friends. But not often. My weekends are no better, just more sleep and less class. I’m in college, shouldn’t I be doing more?
So…What’s Our Fight Song Anyway?
Currently listening to: Cary Brothers – Ride
You know, one of the best aspects about UT – and college, really – is that you get to make a lot your own choices. What classes to sleep through (yes, it happens), food (hello 1 a.m. call to Pluckers), and activities (yes, I really do care about ultimate gaming). And one of the best decisions I’ve made throughout college is to independently make my decisions. What does that mean exactly?
Raindrops are fallin’, they keep fallin’
The rain makes everything very complicated. Looking out of the McCombs Business Building, I anxiously wait for the rain to subside. Having been here all summer, I’ve only experienced Austin rain once. I didn’t bother packing an umbrella; I just walk through light drizzle. Luckily, I don’t have back-to-back classes today, I can wait a couple of minutes. Plug in the iPod, pull out the blog, let’s make it productive!
Mama Knew Love or: Mama Always Told Me
Mama never told me there’d be weeks like this,
When the past weeks of bliss, are mere memories,
Goodbye to them you’ve already kissed, long lost at sea.
Texas Fight (?)
My high school had a football team, but they were called the Peglegs, had a wheelchair-bound coach, and I’m pretty sure they never won a game. I went to the homecoming game my freshman year but it was so depressingly bad that I left early. I never really understood football’s appeal.
The Lore of the Albino Squirrel
Gather round, children. It’s time to hear the story of the great albino squirrel.
