Severe Thunderstorms~

I remember when I was little, occasionally waking up to the sound of my windows rattling. It was pretty scary. I had big windows in my bedroom, and they are champion rattlers. Now I get to experience something entirely new as far as storms go. The worst we ever get in Utah is the occasional hurricane-like micro-burst. They happened very seldom. Apparently marble-sized hail is pretty common here in Lubbock. The sky here is much larger, and the ominous gray clouds fill the whole thing. This is new to me, and can be a little frightening. For example: I thought that the hail a few moments ago would break our windows. The winds were at least 40 mph (according to the weather man), and the rain soaked under my door. Hopefully I won't have to use my deposit to pay for carpet damage.

I leave for Lubbock in eleven days. It's starting to hit me. I have lots of worries. Will I have a car? Will I have a place to live? Will I need to buy a house-worth of furniture? Who will I talk to? Who will I rely upon?

All weighty questions.

How will I answer them?

I don't know.

So...

I have been bitten by the environmentalist bug. May I say, yet again. This is why I am adding a new link to my blog, that of Colin Beavan's blog (or however you spell that). His blog's address is www.noimpactman.com. Enjoy. Maybe join me at the nationwide rally this weekend.

I know I posted only a few minutes ago, but I just wanted to make note of my escalating reading problem. In the last week, I have read 9 books.

On Last Tuesday I read Bellwether, (I will name the books but not the authors)
Wednesday I read Of Two Minds, and Gregor the Overlander
Thursday, while I was flying to Texas, I read Time at the Top, and All in Good Time
Friday I read nothing, as I had only taken the two books and had already read them.
Saturday I read Lords and Ladies, which I purchased at the airport because I was bored.
Sunday I read Daddy Long Legs
Monday I read The Bishop's Horse Race and Dear Enemy (sequel to Daddy Long Legs)

So all, what shall I read this week? I am thinking of a moratorium on novels for a week to read the Ensign. I don't know if I can keep two reading goals for a month, though, and I have already promised myself to only read books I haven't read before during the month of March.

The other night my mom told me that she had been talking to my aunt about my grad school situation. That led my aunt to say that she doesn't think of me as the brainy type. Huh. A very few years ago I would have been very affronted by the fact that she also thought that I was more of the cheerleader type. I assure you, that is the first time I ever remember being thought of as a cheerleader! I felt very odd. I also laughed a lot.

Then, last night my ward fhe group had our fhe at my house. My mom and dad attended. Afterward, my mom told me that she noticed my eyes were so twinkly compared to everyone else. I didn't really know what to make of that, and she went on to say that she thought that the only other person who had twinkly eyes was one of the guys there. Does that mean we are fated for one another? Is twinkly eyes a sign of cheerleaderness? Maybe deep down I will find my perky place, give up school, and become a professional cheerleader.