This weekend has been really good... full of late nights, lots of fun and little sleep. Its been grand. This is the fourth day of my 4 day weekend. I was able to finish most of my homework yesterday after church, which is always good... The only thing left is Creative Writing... I have to write a critique on some weird poems (that don't even make sense to me) and then I have to write a poem. That's where I'm having problems. I can not write a poem on que. This year, I have written 3... maybe 4 poems total. Poems, for me are inspired. They are passionate and they are windows into who I am. Poems can hold secrets that can be expressed in no other way. I can't just pop out a poem unless he wants it to mean nothing to me. I'll be honest, I'm thinking about turning in a poem I wrote this summer. Although I do feel a little cheap doing things that way. We'll see I suppose. I promised some friends I'd make them pie tonight... So I really should get going on the English so that I can run to the store and have time to make it and let it sit for a while (at least an hour or two) before they want to eat it. I'm really excited about pie. These guys all take really good care of me, so I feel like I should do the same back. Sometimes they're a little rough around the edges (but really, who's not?) the point is that they have my back in a way very few people do, and that's cool, to say the least. Otherwise, the day here is beautiful! I still ahve five yellow flowers and now a pink one added to my glass cup on my desk. Seriously, this has been the prefect weekend. Today will be a wonderful day and gosh, other than tons of homework -- which is to be expected -- my first week back in Reno, back in college was amazing.

Yellow flowers in a glass cup

Today I... don't really have much planned. I kind of want to get some homework done today so I don't have quite so much to do later this weekend... and I know the 4 day weekend thing is just there to drive me crazy and make me think I have more time to do things than I actually do... I have a lot of reading to do this weekend... which is fun for me... but I'm just not feeling much like starting it yet. Yesterday sucked for me... it just was one of those PMSing days, I suppose... it started and ended well, but sandwiched in between was rough. I need to practice prioitizing and saying no to people. On top of many things, I have to read Genesis 1-35 for core humanities... Core humanities made me mad yesterday. The Bible is not just a piece of literature and I don't like it read that way. And it actually is a very historical document, its frustrating when people argue that. Room mate stuff is still going well... its a lot harder to get work done with 7 room mates than it was with one, last year. Four of my suitemates are leaving this weekend, so I guess that ought to give me more time to study and read. Yesterday I tripped and fell and cut my foot... the one that's still hurt from Spring break, of course. I bled all the way up to my room... figures, huh? I always trip physically when I'm tripping spiritually. So, my yesterday was not so good... and then I came home last night to bright yellow sunflowers from Anna's garden. She left them with a note that said she knew I'd been wanting flowers... and they were cheery and she knew I'd love them. And its true: I did.