Home from SM…

Still formulating my thoughts on what was a long and very different SM (for me) than past years… and hence I won’t blog on my thoughts specifically until I get them clear in my head… I’ve also began to notice how often I finish sentences with three dots… it’s probably something i should work on, but I’m too tired to really care right now…

One thing I SHALL mention now (because I promised I would) is how much I love the rain. I don’t know how many other people like the rain… seemingly it depresses a lot of people. Not me, however. I love going for long walks in the pouring rain, wierd as it may be. I remember one day in particular I passed Connor on the way home from a lecture, and the sky had really just opened up, we were both drenched, and he seemed incredulous that I was enjoying the whole affair… Anyways, it was raining last night as we were leaving Summer Madness, and Ruth, Michelle and April were huddled under an umbrella, giving me the most intense ‘you’re a wierdo’ looks for enjoying what was barely more than a drizzle under the night sky. Of course, since it was late and we were all a little tired, this led to discussion on whether I was, in fact, a merman… I have had some WIERD conversations this past week…