I'm a Pro and Procrastinating.

When I left school on Tuesday afternoon, I was completely ready to spend my entire break cranking out two ten page research papers. I had been to the library, compiled a list of resources, and created two theses. I was set.

It is now Friday evening, and I am on page three of the first paper. I have done just about everything imaginable to avoid working on my homework. I at first turned to hulu to catch up on the episodes of House and Glee that I have missed in the recent weeks. Then I moved onto Bones in avoidance. I am two loads into the mountain of laundry that I brought home to wash, another strategy to shirk my academic responsibilities for a few hours. I spent time with my family, got a manicure, and even attempted a short shopping trip on Black Friday. I am beginning to run low on ideas, and time.

I give in. It is time to really get down to work... even if it only lasts an hour.

The long road home

Thursday is Thanksgiving.

For me, this means spending time with my mom and dad, catching up with my best friends, reflecting on and refreshing myself. Getting home means spending hours alone in the car. It may sound like a boring way to spend an afternoon, but for me it is almost therapeutic. I sing and laugh and cry and shout. I can do whatever I like when I am driving in my car without having to worry about disturbing anyone else (as long as I stay in my lane of course).

I look forward to the long road home.

A Day of Gray

If I could describe the day so far in one word, it would be "gray." The weather is mild, but the sky is so overcast. Instead of waking up to a feeling of a fresh start, the world outside seems simply gloomy. From my window I can see the flagpole on the front lawn. The flag is still at half-mast. Seeing this certainly didn't raise my spirits any. I crawled out from beneath the covers and headed to wash my face. By the time I made it to the bathroom, I felt dizzy and congested. It was at this point that I decided... I am taking the day off. I snuggled back into my bed and slept for a few more hours.

I feel slightly better now, having rested. I still have quite a bit of homework to do for tomorrow and Thursday. I plan on getting lost in the library all afternoon. Hopefully, the rest of my day will be a bit more productive than my morning.

All for now.
AO

Always a Macon woman

I have the best internship ever. Period.

Friday night was a ton of fun. After a long day of finishing up last minute details, the party turned out to be a success. The decorations looked fantastic. The guests seemed to be having a good time. They were a bit grumpy that the food took so long, but it takes a bit of time to serve 400 people a sit-down dinner. Once they were able to take full advantage of the open bar though, everyone settled down and started having fun.
The bartenders were very strict in the beginning, refusing to cooperate with anyone but Tabitha. They knocked over a cooler of beers which made a HUGE mess. There were multiple mops involved in the clean-up. Katie Jo and I had to make two trips to the store during the party. Thirty pounds of ice and ten bottles of tonic water later, the bar was finally fully prepared to indulge Lynchburg's alcoholic tendencies.
The life of the party, as always, was a Macon woman. Ms. Dixon is pretty much my hero. She is wild.
It was nice to be able to finally relax and enjoy the product of two months of planning. Tabitha and Katie Jo were wonderful to work with, and even more fun to party with. The staff at the Square definitely know how to have a good time.


That is all.
AO