There are some moments I would trade for nothing in the world.
Most of those moments seem to happen with Guy and Sammy.

Yesterday evening the weather was nice, as though New York was kissing us with a taste of spring. It was about 10pm and we grabbed a few blankets and went down stairs to sit in the alcove where the statue of Minerva stands. We sat on the steps wrapped up just feeling the cool night air and the coming feeling of rain.
The Sycamore stood before us lit up, a testament to the age of the school. It never hits you how truly big the tree is until you go up and hug Her. She is still just so much a part of our school landscape and traditions that even we take Her for granted sometimes. She stands as a testament to the family that is our school, of despite how small we may be that we extend back far and how we branched out across the world but still come back together as one big whole.
Behind Her sat the lake, so dark that it blended in to the sky seamlessly and one could not tell where the sky began and the lake ended.
Guy and I sat under my blanket and Sammy under hers. My butt felt frozen on the stone step but it worth it for the peace, for the low sound of our voices and the rythemic natural sound of water drops falling off the building and the wind whispering softly in the branches of the trees and around the corners of the building. We didn't really need words as we sat on the steps, we didn't need the stars, we didn't need the sunset to make the moment any more amazing. We had each other as friends, as what I feel is the true meaning of my school, of what you are meant to find here...and that was beautiful.

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Yup. It is the third week already. For the most part my week feels as though it is at an end. Thursdays I only have one class and then the rest of the day is filled with activity and homework, prepping for Spanish and piano tomorrow and jumping on my sem homework.
It seems to be a light weekend but I am hoping to use it to get head on homework possibly. With Ben coming next weekend I want to clear out some of that work now if I can.

I am still REALLY enjoying my classes. My Soc sem went awesome on Monday. People get talking and we end up rather fired up and in depth on our topics. There are many different views and opinions and you can see the excitement in the professor's eyes when the conversation gets going and students take complete control. By the way, if you can read a book by bell hooks (not capitalized) because she is awesome. It seems as though my summer reading list becomes longer as I go.

Industrial society is a pretty good course, religion is decent, Spanish is clicking a bit more and I want to know what crack my instructor uses to have so much flarfin' energy. Jeezum. I could use it with how tired I have been lately.

Report on self defense...The class is fit this semester and pretty good. There is one speed demon girl that is lacking in control but I am hoping that may be corrected. No one wants to hurt anyone though! I learn best by being driven and experiencing the pain...not like bad pain but enough so I know that is what needs to be done. The co-instructor Jake has a similar learning style himself so he had me do an action to him to see what I was doing wrong and then did it to me so I had the right pain and I was like "Ooooh! I get it now!" I don't think I am going to end up with many bruises this semester because people will not go hard....I do better when there is something more in it, the tint of pain enough to make me do it right and have the drive. No one wants to hurt each other but it is telling when it has gone far enough and also just starting slow. I am learning how to work with people and get a feel for what you can and cannot do based on each person.
It is fun because my pirate club captain is in the class and we have ideas on how to have fun with the ninjas in our battle for the year. She and I make funny combat sounds when we go up against each other. Last night it was anime "I'm going to hit you now" *continues moving mouth soundlessly as they punch* *makes extreme grimace* Fun times.
I am not so fixated on the class this semester because I have other good courses to focus on and I am on the verge of bored lately but it is still a decent class.
Really though...please...bring in the training weapons and I will be in heaven.

Err. Okay, I have blurbed enough there.

I should go jump on my homework now.

Peace.
~Lo

34 days of YFAT


P.S.
John Mayer is incredibly addictive.