"HE KNELT TO THE GROUND AND PULLED OUT A RING! AND SAID MY TITLE."
Shann and I listened to TSwift together this afternoon. She studied Latin and I piddled around putting bobby pins back on their little cardboard dock and thought of greater aspirations. My spirits soared. TSwift? Horrible voice, but, after voice-enhancement, her songs make me smile. I'm all about smiling. I mean, Speak Now?! Solid stuff.
Yesterday, Hillsdale College buckled and allowed its first snow day since 1997. It was a ginormous occasion, ushered in with screaming from all corners of the campus. I spent the night at my home away from home - The Treehouse, where the coolest seniors live. Lauren makes fantastic monkey bread and Nathan gives solid advice on how to avoid stupid freshman moments. It was a good day.
My english professor is a hoot. She loves baseball and rock music and quotes The Princess Bride in class. She is one of those rare people who can pull off negativity - she makes it funny. And here is the kicker: she has let us out between five and fifteen minutes early every single class period this far. I am far from complaining.
I am taking indoor cycling! The instructor always skips Ke$ha's Tik Tok but plays Lady Gaga's Bad Romance. I truly don't get it.
Apparently Steve Forbes was on campus earlier this week lecturing...I think perhaps I should have attended. Badly done, Erica.
Tomorrow is Friday. Then comes Saturday. Then Sunday. Exciting. :)
3 comments:
Your writing makes me smile.
You inspired me to turn on a TSwift playlist for my afternoon of study and it was fantastic! :)
"The instructor always skips Ke$ha's Tik Tok but plays Lady Gaga's Bad Romance. I truly don't get it." Haha so funny!
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