The last thing I should be doing right now...

...is blogging. I couldn't convince myself not to.

As you could possibly figure by the current time, it's been a pretty event-filled day. Waking up, bundling up ( "Bundle?! Rachel you're in Texas!" - It gets better, read on.), staggering to Spanish class in the Library (staggering due to I wake up 5 minutes before 8:30am class and I'm still rather out of it as I take the path to my building) (I like using parentheses).. Spanish only lasted a couple minutes for me due to my bueno Espanol skills I didn't need to rewrite my paper or make any corrections. So I scurry back to my warm dorm room and cozy bed and decide that a nap is much needed and very crucial to my happiness at that point.. and Fundamentals of Communications simply is not. I do not ever skip class so this was a self-inflicted treat.

"RACHEL!!! SNOW!!!" That is what I wake up to. Actually I don't think wake is the proper verb to use here.. more like jump. My roommate, Rebecca (everyone calls her Becca, but I deemed her as Reebs (Much like using parentheses, you'll find that I also thoroughly enjoy creating nicknames, abbreviations, and blending words (blerds))) is in my face, ecstatic about the 10 flurries falling from the Texas sky. I believe that at that time Reebs had forgotten that I am a Wisconsinite. Dalaine comes into my room to go to lunch so I throw on some clothes and we start walking outside. Our stairs in the dorm are some sort of unwalled, balcony, gate type things so I have a nice view three stories down of the CROWD of people, outside, wrapped in blankets, and all sorts of makeshift outerwear attempting to catch these flurries on their tongues. I have never seen anything like it! Then, lo and behold, it actually starts snowing substantially and all of the Southerners are squealing in delight. I'm talking screeches. "Rachel!! Is this what Wisconsin's like??" Um, I wish. Try +many inches and actual accumulation. But I didn't want to lower their spirits so I answered, "Yaaaa! Kindaaa!"

Other humorous cold weather quotes of the day...

"Is it on my nose!? Is there snow on my nose?"

"Whoa! I think that's ice on my window! How do I get it off?"

"I like frost on cars. Looks like glitter. It's like glitter paint."

"Rachel. You have to understand. We just aren't used to this kind of thing."

"This was so worth the four year wait since the last time is snowed!"

In response to that last quote, I am actually very honored and I consider myself lucky that I got to experience such an event as this today.

Okay I'm loosing a battle between me and myself. I need to go to sleep... I'll have to postpone the happenings of my day to tomorrow.

Just one more thing... Call me crazy, but I realized that I miss the snow. Today's taste was definitely a pleasant present for such a Northerner as me living in a Southerners' world.

Trying to do my head a favor...

Recently I have been experiencing some symptoms of a sickness. No mom, don't worry, I'm not talking fever or signs of diabetes (though, it does cause my head to hurt at times). There are too many things going on inside of my brain; thoughts, lists, excitements, worries, questions, things, plans, etc, etc.. and I simply could not keep up with myself anymore. I have began trying to deal with my problem by means of temporary solutions. In my classes you can find me doodling lists and lists of lists that need to be completed, remembered, looked up, or thought about. I am constantly crunching words and numbers into the "notepad" application of my Blackberry. I have begun plenty journals in hopes that I will somehow find time to set aside each day and handwrite the happenings of "The Life of Rachel Ferry." These journals currently sit on the shelves of my desk, one page for every one-hundred has been inked. My hope is that I can successfully use this blog as an outlet.

Another realization I have come across over Thanksgiving break is that I have no recollection of the details of my college experience thus far. Sure, I generally remember most of the "main events" (which is probably a good thing, because it has only been three months ish), but I really regret not keeping account of every little thing that I have experienced so far. Family and friends would ask me at my huge reunion of a Thanksgiving break "Tell me about Texas!" "What's new with life?" "What do you think of college so far?" and my pathetic answers of "It's awesome!" 's and "Good!" 's frustrated me. I wished so badly that I could summarize my feelings and college happenings more effectively- very irritating! (At this point I am going to shout out an apology to my dad, for not using the journal he gave me to dialogue my college years as he did. You were right.)

This is primary meant to fulfill my own personal objectives (as listed above), but if anyone out there chooses to follow along, twice as awesome. And if not, I am not offended. Indifferent. Nevertheless, I am going to pretend that I am writing to a whole crowd of my biggest fans. I think it's more fun that way.

So is now the part where I give a goodbye? I'm not sure, still trying to figure this whole blogging thing.

Just one more thing... I'm really excited about this :) And my head is already starting to not hurt as bad.