You Fill Up My Senses.

Have you ever woken up with a yearning for someone? Longing for that spiritual steroid they seem to just inject into your soul? I guess I'm saying that I cannot wait to be with my girls soon, hopefully all summer. But even a day would do.

"Brighter than Sunshine"

Today, I got crabs and shrimp!!!!

I got to go home, even if it was just for one day.

Told no one that I was coming in. It's amazing how many people expect to see you in just two days time. It cannot be humanly done. So the only person I told was mamma :)
She bought me boiled seafood and we laid out under the most beautiful day I have seen in a long time.

I don't laugh with anyone like I do when I'm with my family, especially my mom :)
Of course we talked about EVERYTHING from past to present, from horror stories to heroes.
I told her about my in class crisis when hearing about Thailand and what I was doing with my life. Then she said to me, "if you are a woman in American, you are the luckiest woman in the world."
WOW, talk about no more wallowing in self pity.


I had a very deep conversation with a very good (and very new) friend of mine. I have decided that one of my cousins MUST marry him. No questions asked. Sorry girls, but I promise you would thank me ;D
It is amazing how much talks of God and talks of beauty can bring hope to any situation. Really, any situation. He mentioned the scripture about the sparrow falling from the nest, and I was immediately comforted, not that I was even in need of comforting. That is power.

I love that where I work (where I met this friend) challenges me so much. Whenever it happens, this job will be hard to walk away from. I have met some of the most fantastic, thought provoking people. They are definitly rare gems, Monroe is not exactly blessed with philosophical thought.

Gotta run, heading back to Monroe soon. I just thought that I would share that to be a woman in America, especially one in my home, is brighter than sunshine :)

"We will live on coffee and fashion"

My roommate is going to New York with a good friend of hers to buy ridiculously cute clothes for her boutique. The quote above is how Kelsie's (roommie) friend prepared her for the trip. Mine and her thoughts, "and thats a BAD thing???!"

I have to admit that I am quite jealous. Between her going to NY, NY and Hannah's being in London, I cannot help but loathe the sight of Monroe. My poor little town, it really is not that bad at all, and pretty great for a lot of reasons. HOWEVER, I crave skyscrapers and pubs.

Last summer Sarah spent most of her break in Thailand, doing mission work that was related to the sex trafficing there. I know that its awful over there, a lot of things are. But then we started learning all of the statistics during psychology. Did you know that 80% of women have been involved in sex trafficing in Thailand? There were much more gruesome details, ones I hate to think of even now. The point is, it makes you pretty ashamed to be learning about these things at almost 20, sitting in some paid for air conditioned classroom on my way to getting a doctorate. I think about the harsher realities of girls almost ten years younger than me, and what I'm doing seems so irrelevant.

In the mean time, exams sit fidgeting on our horizon. It is such an overwhelming feeling. Like standing in knee deep ocean water as a huge wave comes to pummel your helpless body. But that feeling is always a little exciting isn't it :)

In exam week, I can say that I look forward to:

A girl in front of me at Starbucks getting nine shots of espresso in her coffee at 9:00 PM.
The all nighters with friends who are all on the brink of insanity
Those moments when everyone decides they need a break, and we unite to do something ridiculously unproductive
Knowing we are all miserable together gives students this quite unity that i LOVE
I will be getting lots and lots of coffee with a VALID excuse!!!

I must look back on these things in, oh 2.5 weeks :)

multicolored palettes of roller coasters

Its 9:30, and already today has delivered a multicolored palette of events that have created a roller coaster in my stomach.

Mind you, roller coasters are not fun at 9:00 in the morning, I don't care who you are.

This morning I woke up slowly, fantastically so. Got moving around 8:00 in the direction of the coffee maker. Filled it with water, and while I was looking for our new bag of coffee, I heard an odd trickling noise. Funny, I didn't think I turned it on yet. A turn of the head and I discovered that I had turned it on, during it's previous use, and never turned it off. There the water poured, into a coffee pot, but into the absence of one, all over our little bathroom counter. I was extra sleepy, so it was about four cups worth.

One hour and one clean counter later I was headed to intro to research methods (blegh!) where I got punched in the face.

Well not really, but someone did mention that today was the beginning of registration. Ok people, if you have no idea what is going on in this state, let me just tell you, our schools are seeing some major budget cuts. That means we students are duking it out for any spots we can get. It was already 9:00, that meant everyone with 8:00 class had probably already registered!!! Class hadn't started yet, so I snatched up my bag and art pad and hit the hallways. Well, 20 minutes and one absence later I realized that seniors register today, and I can't register till about Thursday or so.

However this morning was not just a morning of chaos, and this post is not just one of irritating complaints.


I saw an older man, maybe mid 50's, wearing blue jeans, a button down neatly tucked in, and a worn out pair of chucks that looked like they belonged to him since before I was born. He was too cool for school...well maybe not since he WAS on campus and all. Nevertheless he was awesome.

My creme runs out in about a week or so, and there is a TON left. Thus, my coffee has been next to white for the past few days. Its been thoroughly enjoyable though, drinking toffee flavored coffee every a.m.

I want a Frankie Says Relax shirt so bad I can taste it.

I have really been missing my cousins lately. I guess that is because I usually see the girls at Easter, and that didn't happen this year. Plus the fact that they may be in Baton Rouge this summer has got me hanging on the edge of my seat, cutting through seat cushions with excited grip. Hannah, when the ash cloud goes poof and you get back to the states (if ever you do :) where are you going?? To Jackson, to Marshall, to the Lonely Moutain?? I must know. And if you tell me to get used to disappointment...well I just couldn't ;D

O me, O life!

10:00 a.m. friday morning

After a long night of studying for a ridiculous test involving chi square pretest-posttest design or within subject pretest-posttest one or two group experimental design; PLUS a four page psych article review on the Bobo experiment for the SAME CLASS, I opted out of my last class of the day, Biology. Instead I chatted with my advisor about killing phones and Bible thumping students while he packed his pipe full of tobacco and I thumbed through his book shelves. It was a much needed break. I cannot imagine being stuck in a huge auditorium class, learning the difference in the reproductive pattern of fungi. 

(If my mother is reading this I would just like her to know that I already have all the notes for the Biology class I skipped to day... and please consider not killing me.) 

I got introduced to Seabear by my boss. LOVE them, listen to them if you are into indie. Fo sho Fo sho. 

This weekend is going to be great. I have a red carpet event (Monroe style, nothing cool) to go to for work today. Some guy filmed a Flags of Our Fathers movie (which has already been done?) and he is from Monroe. My boss knows the guy and has more or less told him his movies are crap (in nicer words of course) and so I will be the one doing the interview. Only one thing, a woman's greatest problem...

I HVE NOTHING TO WEAR! I mean honestly, why the heck would i bring a floor length dress to MONROE?! 

*side note: Some guy on the computer next to me just let out a a really familiar "what the crap??" while launching his nose closer to the computer screen. Ah, don't I know the feelin. School cannot end fast enough, for all of us.*

Anyways, I have been waiting to rewear my prom dress, it is so awesome and so deserving of more usage. And now, probably the only time I'll get to wear it before my body begins to climb down off it's physical peak towards old age, and I don't have it with me! Oh forsaken dress, forgive me!!!!

So  now I must pose the obnoxious girl question of the day...Is it OK to wear a REALLY fancy shorter dress to a black tie event?!?!? The question, O me! so sad, recurring-What good amid these, O me, O life?

(Poor guy, he just let out a feeble, this cannot be happening...)

Fun stuff: I get to write an editorial about Lady Gaga and why she sucks so bad. Ok it will be more polite (maybe) and more eloquent than that, but still! Hannah, you will have to try and forgive me on this. It must be done!! It is weird to think that there are only three more issues of the paper to come out, which makes me very very sad. This has been the best job I have ever had, and definitely the most rewarding. I will miss it whole heartedly.

Ok, must go, my biology class is about to let out, and I am sitting in a big glass computer lab right across from it!!! 

Ooodelally Ooodelally

On Friday a friend in Monroe called and asked if I wanted to drive to the track meet with her the next morning. The meet was at North Texas, a 5 hour drive from Monroe. It was a really big day for Corey, so I decided heck yeah!

Saturday 6:30 a.m.
I set out for Monroe after some packing and really sleepy goodbyes.
Was making really good time until I got trapped in Winsoborro for the Catfish Festival. Talk about some legit road rage.
Finally got to Monroe, sent in an article for work.
30 minutes later myself, Denise, and Devon (all track people) loaded into Denise's car for NT.


I was in the car alllllll day!!! Got to the meet, had a great time, Corey ran great, threw the Frisbee, got some free food.


Left NT at 11:00 p.m.
Devon took benadryl without realizing he was literally going to knock himself out, and after about 40 minutes of him fighting back sleep and delirium Denise and I made him go to sleep.
One power nap and energy drink later, Denise and I were having those great conversations that only happen on long road trips. I really do think that a full tank of gas and a stretch of highway is the best way to get to know someone.
We finally got back around 3:30 in the morning. I was still so awake, stayed up till 5.


Now I'm in that hazy lazy feeling, where there is so much I want to get done and I feel the need to be productive. For some reason, I can't get out of bed, and my fingers cannot find the off button on the remote. I am mummified in laziness.


Great, now Shooter is on. If i couldn't turn Tom Hanks off earlier, there is no way I am gonna be able to forsake Mark Walhberg.



Not to mention school is like an annoying five year old that won't quit tugging at my shirt tail. Summer cannot get here soon enough. Or at least this coming Friday. That will do for now :)

strawberry fields forever.

(Regina Spektor :)


There is one slice left of mom's awesome straberry pie. IT WILL NOT GO AWAY. It is just sitting there, smack dab in the middle of the fridge, mocking me every time I open it. Mom literally begged Garrett to eat it so that she wouldn't today.
"Ok, I'll eat it!"
She immediately shoved a fork in his face.
...It is still there, I just won't go downstairs...that will solve it.



It has been such a nice spring break so far.
Easter was beautiful and glorious and I ate way too much.
I dyed my hair, its a little dark and a little awesome.

I passed the tradition of paquing eggs onto Corey's family!!!! We were dying them Saturday night and I was trying to explain how we Cajuns do it. My egg was pink with smiling sunshine stickers on it. Corey's was blue with crayon words that read "Collette has no friends." I am happy to say his egg did not win :)

So dad got bit by a snake, anda water moccassin at that (or however you spell it)...the poisonous kind. The man child decided that he would pick it up as it swam past his boat, except he grabbed a little too low on its...neck? Then the snake was like WHATS UP! and got one fang in him. Poor daddy spent two days laid up in the hospital, getting ragged on and called einstein (not in a complementive way of course). Well, he survived, the swelling in his arm has gone down, but I think his ego may still be a little sore ;P

Tonight we get CRAWFISH!!!!!! I have not had good crawfish in forever; north Louisiana, you officially suck at crawfish season. Mr. Kenny is allergic, and is also having tummy issues. Thus, he will be drinking chicken broth inside while mom Garrett and I destroy them critters. Its a hard knock life I guess.

I saw The Blind Side again, and I definitly want to be that woman. She was so great. She was pushy, but she pushed her love on you, you had no say because she knew it was best, so you may as well just zip it and accept. Loving freely baby, well, sort of :)

a quick thought

its been a long time,

i have lots to say, but am extremely busy right now.

at coreys house, its late and there is coffee in my hands

his little brother is narrating about an nba game in overtime

i am about to start painting a hallway with his dad, there is no school till monday.

life is good :)