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To quote a Tweet from an author that I follow, "I've hit that point of the summer when makeup, jewelry, & shoes that aren't flip-flops feel weird."


It's the tail end of July. I've made many trips around the cycle of anticipation, impatience, disbelief, and, finally, disgust about this Washington weather and have sort of settled upon...comic. ONLY the Northwest could throw out continual weeks of dreary clouds as the days near August; a straight up mockery of plans for picnics, lazy days in the sun, and even the traditional Lakefair. This joke has been taken just a bit too far.

Going back to my original statement from Ms. Niequest, I have been one of the thankful few to have a week of anything but bikinis and air-dried hair feeling out of place. I returned this past Saturday from a week-long trip to visit friends in Reno, who spend their 90-degree summer months (ehem...WA...) cooling off at their "cabin" on Lake Almanor. When I say friends, I mean my mom's college roommate, the coolest of moms who absolutely spoils me. And when I say cabin, what I really mean is a generously-sized house. Overlooking this spectacular body of water, backed by mountain ranges. Speed boats. Wakeboards. Bliss. Sooo, yeah. That's  the hard life I lived for about six days. A teary goodbye to the sun until the 28th of August, a quick hop and a skip home, and it almost felt like a too-good-to-be-true daydream.

As for news on my life in Lomaland, I have been stretching and tweaking my fall schedule until it's flexibility is within inches of my perfect world: hardly any gaps between classes, early release times, late start two days a week, Friday afternoons free. Can you say nearly perfect? If you hadn't already heard, this choice alignment was due to a little change of plans...(aka, really big change of plans and a totally new direction for my life). I'm now a literature major, with a math minor! Thrilled, I am, about this change. Math courses had begun to wear me down alongside Computer Science courses that are also required for that major. With a minor, I stick strictly to calculus, and other topical studies of mathematics.

And then, of course, the best part...I get to do what I love! Passion has consumed me for reading and writing since a young age, in a way no period of life or other subject could rival. As a literature major, I have doors opened to journalism, teaching, writing, and even law.
Then the obvious question comes in, "Well, what do you want to do then?"
Good question, verrrry good question, I think. Be as awkward and indecisive with my life as possible. Duh.
The response, "Maybe go to law school. Perhaps teach."

So, don't be fooled. People like me who get squirmy to announce their "majors" (ooooo) and "future prospectives" (ahhhh), aren't even kidding themselves. They know that, in all actuality, their concentration in college and the direction of occupations they decide to steer towards could very well end up the very opposite of what they end up doing. For that reason, I'm not too worried. That being said, here's to a little bit of everything this fall:

Introduction to the Study of Literature
Fitness Through Movement (P.E. for 20 year-olds)
The Christian Tradition
Argumentation and Debate
Introduction to Philosophy
Calculus III