rainy days

Oh duty,
Why do you always have to be on the nights that it monsoons? There are puddles up to my ankles outside and it's still pouring. Lucky me-I have to go play in the while trying to wade to Culbertson and back. Perhaps I'll build a boat between rounds.
<3

A Letter of Love

Dear Hamilton Beach Twelve Cup Coffee Maker,
I know we only met Friday when I bought you at midnight at an incredible Black Friday sale, and I know it's only been two days, but I think I love you already.
Yes, I know you rode in my trunk from Burkeville to Wise and stayed there last night but that's only because I wasn't back on campus yet. I couldn't bring you inside and not use you. But I'm back now and I brought you in. I've been known to unwrap on a first date but I've never brewed...until today. Maybe I'm moving so fast because I've missed coffee ever since my last maker and I broke up-he was only a four cup anyway.
But you. You are the great maker that even allows me to program you to start brewing before I wake up, which is a good thing since you're the first thing I think about when I wake up now.
I know it's fast, but I'm so glad we're going to be together for a very long time. Can't wait to taste your first cup.
Love,
Emily

there's good in the bad

Sometimes, I think I only blog about bad things in my life. My blog is where I can go to vent, bitch, and say exactly what is on my mind without having someone give me a look, a sigh, or roll their eyes in my direction. It's my blog. It's what I'm feeling.
So why have a blog that's public? Why have a blog where people can comment or text me after they've read it?
Because there's good in the bad.
This is a good blog entry.

I think I'm starting to heal. Finally.
I fell Monday morning when I was trying to get ready to go to class. I fell hard...and I fell good.
So good, in fact, that I ended up in the emergency room. yessssss (not).
The wonderful James Tiffany took me and waited with me (for four hours...) so they could take several x-rays and put me in a cast and on crutches. It's one of those casts I can take on and off so I'm not completely helpless, thank God. I can take it off when I shower and I've been taking it off to sleep. The first few nights, somehow, it would get tighter and I would wake up sometime during the middle of the night with a numb and blue foot...that's no good.
This might seem like the beginnings of a bad blog. No.
Last night, I took a shower without my cast and then walked (more hobbled) back to my room. Without my crutches. Without any cast. And I didn't scream in pain. Imagine that. It's been only a few days, but I think staying off of it, which has been the hardest thing to do. ever. and doing exactly what the doctor told me to do is actually working! I know...shocker.

Wednesday, I'm going to get up and do health and safety (as fast as I can) and then hit the road to Burkeville. I can't wait to spend time with my grandparents for Thanksgiving. It's the first time, in twenty one years, though, that I won't see my sister, mom, and dad. That's hard to believe. Mom, Dad, Erica, Steve, and maybe David if he flies in, will be in Warrenton. At least I'll be surrounded with some family.
Then back to Wise for a week of classes, a week of exams, and home for a month.
See, Christmas break is right around the corner...something for everyone to look forward to :)

here's a quickie

because not a bunch has happened to me since the last time i updated this thing.
i found out my brother is engaged. terrifying.
my sister found out she's having a girl. even more terrifying.
and i'm just stuck in wise. getting my school on.
thinking about running for rha president.
keeping up with the whole apo thing.
finishing out the semester for being an ra.
not coming back next.
just trying to survive until thanksgiving break.
next week.
then two days after that.
almost done.
almost done.
almost done.