A thick, three foot deep fog covered the Norton field this evening. Lori expressed her desire to go frolic in this fog believing she would have to drag someone to go with her, but she was wrong. Several of us jumped on board; excited about going into the unknown. Walking down the steps to the field, we notice a group of people in the middle. Brilliant idea. Let's sneak up and circle them. This is where the moment becomes like a movie. The group of us, led by our fearless BCM president Nate, crouch and begin running. We run, getting closer, crouching. Repeat until we notice they have seen us. Nate goes crawling in like a dog. They jokingly pet him, and we all approach. Vampires, waiting to suck their lifeblood..... Only joking there! As we were running in, someone did shout out that this must be what Edward Cullen feels like.
Homecoming Parade. $0 but time which is money
Dinner at Colima's: $8
A Moment Like This: Priceless
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
El Principio
In the beginning... God created the heavens and the Earth.
In the beginning... was the Word and the Word became flesh and dwelt among us.
Stories usually start from the beginning. "Once upon a time." "In a land far away." Well, this story starts smack dab in the middle. Of a life. A pretty unimportant life. It's rather proud of me to start this blog. I mean by doing so I am almost claiming that my life matters, that for some reason you should read about my life. And really you shouldn't. There are better things you could do with your time. But maybe, just maybe, we learn from others' lives. Not that I have much wisdom to pass on, but we all have our experiences and take different things from them. We learn from reflecting, from sharing. And that is what I hope to use this blog for. I am a poor writer, a bad storyteller, a rather unoriginal thinker. But maybe, just maybe, this can be some kind of outlet for me.
This is just an excerpt of the story of a girl, 18 years of age. She lives in the mountains of Western Carolina, attending a university in hopes of one day becoming an elementary school teacher. This is her life now.
In the beginning... was the Word and the Word became flesh and dwelt among us.
Stories usually start from the beginning. "Once upon a time." "In a land far away." Well, this story starts smack dab in the middle. Of a life. A pretty unimportant life. It's rather proud of me to start this blog. I mean by doing so I am almost claiming that my life matters, that for some reason you should read about my life. And really you shouldn't. There are better things you could do with your time. But maybe, just maybe, we learn from others' lives. Not that I have much wisdom to pass on, but we all have our experiences and take different things from them. We learn from reflecting, from sharing. And that is what I hope to use this blog for. I am a poor writer, a bad storyteller, a rather unoriginal thinker. But maybe, just maybe, this can be some kind of outlet for me.
This is just an excerpt of the story of a girl, 18 years of age. She lives in the mountains of Western Carolina, attending a university in hopes of one day becoming an elementary school teacher. This is her life now.
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