Mornings and Tunnel Tuesdays

Have I ever mentioned how much I love have breakfast in Central Dining Hall in ASU? No? Well, I do, like a lot. The old 80s-ish music is surprisingly calming and open space makes me feel comfortable and at ease. It's also a great place to just go up to someone and talk to them, which is rather strange for my inner Yankee but it's cool.

Also, every Tuesday, late at night, the college students participate in this little music get together that we call Tunnel Tuesday. I played in the graffiti tunnels last Tuesday an it was a lot of fun. This guy named Charlie on my floor brought his sax and was jamming out too. Needless to say, the instruments have been getting a lot more diverse and the sound is incredible. Go Tunnel Tuesdays! 

Shout Out to the Guy Who Doesn't Know the Opposite of "In"

Life is strange; looking back, it almost never seems the same as it did in the present.  We only get to have one and, thus, are critical of mistakes we make but only a select few get to have the honor of having their lives reviewed and recorded into biographies that lay in piles of dust on library shelves in wait for a student, procrastinating on a research paper, to come by and skim the pages and thrust the piece of literature back, causing the dust bunnies to float up and waltz in the air before settling back down.  Why on Earth, with only the nearby dust bunny population to keep the records of our lives company in years and decades after our deaths, do we try so hard?  Why is a trip up, a typo, a bad grade so terrifying?  Because of what it means right now, in the present?  Consequences?  Rumors?

I don't know, honestly.  I just think it's funny when you truly think about it and, no, I have not received any traumatizing bad grades or anything.  Just being deep, you know... like usual.  Anyways, the last couple of days have been crazy and a blur.  My dorm floor had a mixer, called "Neon Blackout" which was awesome even though I was only there for the last 3 minutes of it; if you live in ASU, please, PLEASE, keep your ears open for the next mixer.  I went hiking to these amazing waterfall thingies (really technical, I know) and got winded walking back.  My weekend has been crazy and I'm kind of happy to back into the world of order and deadlines.

Oh, and by the way, I am starting to get paid for this blog and my band's YouTube channel.... you know, just putting that out there.

Best Dorm Floor Ever

Honestly, my dorm floor is the best ever.  I consider them to be part of my family and I feel so safe with them that it's not even funny.  Love you guys!