I really don't know why I'm still awake. Perhaps it has something to do with the fact that I was up until almost 6 am last night. It's really a bad sign if you can sleep until 1 and only get 7 hours of sleep. It doesn't help that I'm one of those people that needs an average of 9 hours of sleep to feel healthy, so for me 7 hours just leaves me feeling deprived. Lately I've also found myself lost in time -- by that I mean that I keep confusing the days. I've also developed this habit of waking up a few minutes before my alarm clock goes off (but who can blame me for that, my alarm clock is awful). This is nice in some ways, but in other ways it just leaves me more confused. Take Friday for example: at 9 am my eyes pop open; (<-- I'll just be frank here, I really don't know how to use semi-colons, but I'm trying to integrate them into my writing because they make you seem smarter. This didn't seem like an appropriate place for a . or a , so perhaps smashing them together into a ; will do the trick) my alarm clock is set for 9:02 because it's 2 minutes ahead, but I can't bear to short myself on sleep time. With trouble I turn over to look at the clock. Then I think to myself "I didn't hear any noise, why am I awake right now? Isn't it Saturday? .....ohh....right, it's only Friday and I have class. !@#$." On the bright side, today has felt like Sunday all day, so it's a relief to know that I still have another day of freedom. Perhaps this confusion has come from my current feelings of being in a deluded time warp -- I know logically that I only have 2.5 weeks left in Sewanee, but I've managed to fool myself into thinking that A) I have months left, or more accurately B) I'm never leaving because college never ends.

Guess what, college does end....temporarily at least. I'm one of those unwilling academic types: I always swear that this is the last of my education because I can't take it any more, and then I get roped into further schooling. Well, to be fair, it wasn't like that after high school, I've always intended to go to college. Grad school is definitely that way though. There's still time for me to chicken out, but I'm coming to the realization that school is much easier and more interesting than getting a real job. I just hate writing essays...and taking tests...and reading boring books.

I discovered last week that Scrubs is a hilarious tv show. One of my suite mates happens to own seasons 1-6, and so I popped a DVD in in order to entertain me during a solo dinner in the room. We have a pretty large collection of movies in the room (mainly thanks to the same suite mate), and it seemed impossible at first that I'd exhaust all of my choices, but movie nights are now met with long negotiations about which movies we can "stand" to watch again. 10 Things I Hate About You is almost always a contender. Anyway, I'd seen an episode of Scrubs here and there when it was on tv and I knew that it was amusing...but it turns out that it's hilarious! I'm so out of the loop of popular culture, but I'm not so sure that that's a bad thing...

Sewanee is going to be under a severe storm and tornado watch for the next week or so (seriously -- our last weather bulletin was entitled "It Ain't Over---yet. More to come."), but so far I've yet to see much of anything. The problem is that counties here are fairly large, so any time there's a watch on the other side of it, we get included. Apparently Nashville is legitimately flooded though, I watched a video of a building floating down I-24. There's certainly something to be said in favor of living on top of a mountain...flash flooding is a very minor concern. The wind has been a little crazy, but most of all it's just a tease. Kendra and I have tried diligently for the last 2 days to go kite flying, and every time we get out there the wind lets us down. It lures us outside, and then strings us along hopefully with gusts at perfect kite strength. However, the gusts are just far enough apart that the kite never gets up very high, and running doesn't help...in the end it just makes us look foolish. Friday afternoon I believe that there was a wedding or ceremony of some sort in Cravens Hall, which has large windows looking out onto the soccer field behind our dorm. I'm sure that they got quite the treat watching Kendra and I frantically run back and forth with unruly kites...it certainly didn't help that Kendra's kite is a rather elaborate pirate ship.

Coolio has, sadly, been delayed. Last weekend his plane got canceled due to heavy rain. We'll see if he ends up coming or not...perhaps he's just *cough* too cool for school?

Tomorrow's plans include a whole lot of nothing, so I guess I better go now and get rested up. It is, after all, 4:30 am.

HERE's a link to the video of the building floating down the interstate. I'm not entirely sure where it is, but I'm sure that I use that section of road regularly.


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