I woke up this morning at about 7:30 to finish my calc assignment. There were a few problems that I coulnd't get done because I didn't have enough time. I took a pretty good look at all of them except for one. On that problem I simply wrote, "I refuse on matter of principle." I hope the grader appreciates my strong moral backbone.
But it really was spectacular to wake up that early this morning. It was a rainy day, and I loved it so. This was the first real rainy day of all my time up here in Logan. There was one storm earlier, but I was asleep for it. This rain lasted all morning, and everything was wet and gray for hours. It was beautiful. It filled me with energy and optimism. I made it to calculus a few minutes early it was so good.
There are a couple of reasons that I love rainy days so much. I thought about that as the day went on. When I woke up, I loved the rainy day because I hadn't ever had one of those during this era of my life. The last rainy day I experienced was during high school, when I was living the dream. I appreciated the fact that rainy days hadn't been touched by my recent suckiness. It was a remnant from my former life that passed over to my new life. I appreciated that part.
I thought about it today as I walked, and I realized that before all of this artificial watering began- the irrigation, the sprinklers, all of that- this whole place would have been meadowland or something close to that. Before people were running around cache valley and tricking it into growing with their irrigation canals, something else lived here. The rain that comes was the lifeblood of that natural scene. I know it's a little bit hippy... but I realized that if ever there was a time when the true natural essence of my surroundings comes out, it'd be during a rainstorm. Rainstorms meant life, and even though people can trick life into growing without rain anymore, it feels like that old life that used to exist because of the rain comes out during a storm. It's like the whole place has twice as much natural energy and life in it during a storm.
I wish I could have said that the way I wanted to. It's a little too touchy feely for my style, but I really appreciated it today as I walked.
I love rainy days because I get to wear my nice long-sleeve striped shirt and my sweet nautica sweatshirt. The long sleeved shirt is my favorite shirt. I've had that nautica sweatshirt for years now. It's been on countless scout camps and PLCs. It was the first sweatshirt I ever tucked into my pants in junior choir. It fits like a charm. Over the years it has aged and changed right along with me. It's an excellent sweatshirt, and I love being able to wear it.
I love rainy days because they are so rare. How many rainy days have I really lived through? Days where the sky is gray like it was today and it kept coming down, definitely less than 500 days of my life. Compared to how many sunny days I've had, I'm putting that one in the thousands, that means that I've had less time with rainy days. It also means that I can sort of remember rainy days better. The set of rainy days is much smaller, so they sort of feel more intimate and special. They go together.
Current time is 1:24 AM. I finished my calculus assignment finally- got about 94 percent on it. Not the hundred I'd like, but close enough.
I watched the two-hour premier of heroes tonight. I shouldn't have. I wasn't planning to, but I got caught up in the excitement. I'll be honest, I was really disappointed. I won't list any details here for those who haven't seen it yet, but I didn't like it much. If you want to talk to me about specifics contact me. I don't know if I'll be watching the rest of the season. It might turn around. But had I not done that I could be writing this post at 11:25 instead of 1:25 and I could be dominating my goal.
So, yeah, I'm late. But I'm still doing so much better than I was a week ago. I'm still committed to changing my life. I like the title of my new blogaday, it makes me happy.
I made some mistakes on time management today, but I accomplished the things that were critical. I've got lots to do tomorrow, as usual, but I'm excited to do it. I've got a pretty cool calculus assignment that I'm excited to do. It'll be rough, since it's new stuff (every assignment is new stuff) but it's mins and maxes of multivariable stuff, so it shouldn't be too much of a leap from what I already know. We went over it all in class a few days ago, so it shouldn't beat me up too bad.
I'm out of here. Hopefully I can get up before class tomorrow and get some stuff done. I'm going to a show tomorrow night at the theater again. That should be fun. Things are getting better up here. Or at least, I'm getting better. Relationships are improving. I'm becoming happier with myself and getting out there to serve a little bit more.
No magic switch. But we're getting there. In physics there is no free lunch. And life, yeah, not too much free lunch there either. But one can buy a pretty great lunch if one'll put forth the effort. It's 1:30 AM, and I'm getting into bed to do a bit of study. Much love friends, keep up the excellent work. I hope things are going great for you. I'm excited to hang out with everybody next time I'm in town- maybe I'll even have a shindig. Or, maybe I'll just visit the people I really wanna see. Or maybe we'll do frisbee friday AND visits later. Oooooh. I dunno. But something good next time I'm down- don't know when it'll be. Much love friends, I'll catch you all later~
Oh, and a final note: thanks to everybody who is supporting my quest to change my life. I really do appreciate all the kind encouragements. All y'alls rock.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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I love the rain... For me, the big thing is how it has this cool way of bringing people together, of shrinking the world down to a particular building or one car or a single umbrella you can share with a friend. In the words of Johnathan Swift, "Here various kinds, by various fortunes led, / Commence acquaintance underneath a shed. / Triumphant Tories, and desponding Whigs, / Forget their feuds, and join to save their wigs."
(Sweet, I'm one step closer to becoming a literature nerd!)
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