The logic behind love

Should love be logical? Wait. Is love logical?

I don't feel like belting out the essay that is brewing in my head about this topic, but I do want to say that life without love has to suck! To all the fools that think they can create a logical existence without it, you are doomed for temporary happiness.

So I guess it is logical to love if one wants to live a happy life.

Not loving in place for doing what is logical is living in complacency. That is my reasoning about that. None of this business about the mind being placed above the heart signifying that logic and reason are superior to emotion. They are equal, and should both be used. So if that is your view. Tell me something. Do you love me and how would you even know? This is something to put in poetry form. I feel like I replaced blogging with poetry, but I will get back in the swing of it.

That look you got (two point perspective)

It is funny how sitting with a friend can turn into a social experiment. Sometimes people just can't handle seeing difference together. But I know the look and I know what it means. We were just sitting and working on some homework. I glanced up when I saw the old couple coming thinking to myself, "the staring will begin". No one is just going to walk by like nothing was wrong. Only my friend did not know that I was conscious of this the entire time we worked. In his world this stare is something that doesn't quite exist in this form. I glanced back down at the page not wanting to witness the inevitable. Meanwhile, through the fumes he saw something I had to look out for my entire life. After a long awkward stare down, he turns to me as says, "That guy just gave me the dirtiest look and then smirked". I found humor in the shock in his voice. I just turned and smiled. He really was clueless, but for me no explanation was needed. Because sometimes people make assumptions, and in their heads things don't fit. And like an unbalanced picture frame on the wall they stare at our difference, head turned and eyes squinting until the onlooker sees that it is finally fixed to their liking. The problem is, is that they would rather walk with their heads sideways to see what they want than accept that each picture hangs differently.

So I am back!!

I want to announce my return. I will be writing again after a long time of neglect.

Week #3- Week #5

It's all a blur. 5 test, 3 group projects, 3 independent projects, 1 speech, 1 lab practical, and endless hours of notes. I only remember trying to get more sleep. Only two more weeks of this madness. The worse part is that I have been bitten by the creative bug, but I don't even have the time for creativity. I've got a feeling these weekly snap shots off my summer will get a lot less exciting. The only adventure I can remember from this 3 week time span was shopping in the children's section of Target with a friend. We were convinced that we could fit the clothes there and thought it would be funny to try. So there we are, two college girls talking about how we would never understand guys while standing infront of the training bra section. For the record I fit into the largest size dress that they carry in the girls section. I convinced my friend that she could fit one of the swim suits but she wasn't so lucky. And my sister says that I am not adventurous. Yep, every now and then I get a moment in between studying to hang with friends, bond with Lifegroup, get some church time, and spend some time with family.

Week #2

LEADERSHAPE

So I cannot even begin to describe the madness of LeaderShape. It was awesome!!! If I can sum it up in a few words it would be: awesome group (cluster) bonding, armadillo hunting, bug swatting, awesome food, and complete darkness on the Bonnie Dune Plantation. Oh, did I mention that I was yards away from a real snake! Not only did I learn things about myself, but I met some of the coolest people on campus. Together we took on the wilderness away from civilization. But most importantly, I found out my life's vision and direction. I always knew the factors that drove me to go a certain direction in life, but writing it down wrote a certain reality to everything I thought was impossible. I not only have to be a participant in changing the education system and religion; I can be that revolutionary that spurs things.

Key things I wrote down during the week:

-(someone looking at a golf cart) "...look, there's a fratmobile..."

-poster and cheer

-team building

-inclusiveness

-sharing stories

-game night

-Tanya's story

-FIJI guys are awesome

-Star power

So that was my week in a nutshell. I am two days behind on the blog because I took a nap as soon as I got home, and didn't wake up until the next day. Oops. The good news is that I am back home for real this time. You know you are back in Savannah when you see a gothic person. I saw my first one in 10 months! Chains, baggy black pants, and a top hat...oh home sweet home.

Summer: Week 1

From The College to The University

One of the most interesting things about returning to Savannah was visiting the university that I will be taking classes at this summer. I went up there a few days ago to get some things straighten out about my classes, and what I saw was an alien world. Just 10 months ago nothing was wrong with the place, but my Charleston eyes have to re-adjust. I parked the car and soaked in the typical college scenery until I got inside the admissions building. The people here are a lot different from what I had been used to freshman year. Later that day when I was trying to explain the difference to my sister I was unsuccessful in finding a word to describe this bunch. I told her about the guy in wife-beater standing in line in front of me and the girl in head to toe Lady Gaga getup. The girl looked like she was ready for the first day of high school wearing Lady Gaga all over her clothes like it was Miley Cyrus. There is also a major difference in age demographic. Everyone is either extremely young, dressing even younger than their age or at mid-life, already holding jobs. My sister even tried to come up with a name for these people herself. The conversation went a little like this:

Me: The people here are a little different what what I am used to in Charleston.
Sissy: What, are they Country Hood-Necks?
Me: Hood-Necks?
Sissy: Shut up! You know what I mean. I was thinking hood rats and rednecks and it came out as one word.
Me: No we need to combine a lot more words for these people. They are just unique, not necessarily bad, but a little different. This summer will be interesting, but I will make sure I watch out for those hood-necks.
Sissy: Shut Up!!! Hey, you know what is funny? One of my friend's brothers who was going to college in California is taking classes there too and said the same thing about the people. He said they are a little weird. He said one girl comes to class with a different Twilight shirt every day and she has a suitcase for a book bag that she strolls around every where.
Me: Oh, I can believe that.

Accomplishments

Almost nothing...well, I did write a few more pages of one of the books I am working on and I did some more research. Read about 20 more pages of the Rand book and daydreamed about being a local musician, but then decided that maybe I will get a real summer job. I did get a chance to reconnect with my friends at home. Oh yeah, and I can't forget the endless eating and sleeping that will end in a week when camp and classes kick in.

Favorite Family Moment of the Week

-Catching up with my sister about her prom:

Sissy: So after prom Daria was talking to a group of friends about her date. She was talking about how much of a gentleman he was and how he barely wanted to touch her when they were dancing. Then she said she went to the bathroom and when she came back he was different. "Something happened to him," she said. Then I was like, "Oops, my bad. I dance with him when you left. That was my fault."

Later in the conversation...

Sissy: ...yeah, Daria's date (Asian) said that Asians see life in wide screen...

-The 4 hour conversation that I had with my mom until 3 in the morning when I got home Sunday.

-Dad giving us a lesson on Old School R&B in the car on our way back from Charleston. Dad's music lessons always make me laugh. Apparently my sister got a Gangster rap lesson on the way up to get me.


New Discovery

So today I found out that one of my relatives on my grandfather side of family wrote a book that just became a bestseller. Of course I was stoked. All of these creative family members are pouring out from everywhere. I'm not complaining, I love it. Finally some people like me. I can't wait to see what her writing is like. I'm not sure it will be my style, but I will be supportive nevertheless.


Randomness

So when I got to Savannah, I realized that it is hot down here. Then I looked at my wardrobe and realized that I own no shorts or sandals. My whole closet consist of dark colors. It is time for a necessary summer makeover for my wardrobe!! Oh yeah and I need a summer job and I want your input about what I should do. The options are as follows:

Waffle/Huddle House

Local Musician

Waitress

Some Random Mall Job

Coming up next week....Updates from LeaderShape Camp.

Home at last Y'all

Well, I am back in Georgia and I dont know what to do with myself. I have a few things I need to accomplish within this short time of summer. I will put my to do list below:

1. Summer classes
2. Get wisdom teeth pulled
3. Finish the portraits of my friends
4. Finish comissioned art work
5. Glance at research stuff
6. Read all the books I wanted to finish
7. Survive the heat
8. Hang with friends

And hopefully something interesting would happen in between getting these things done.