Rain: Some Days are Better than Others

I know, I know, these posts are getting farther and farther apart. I've suddenly had lots more school to deal with. Plus, things that used to be a huge deal (like being homesick) are suddenly less important. [Unfortunately, sleep is also becoming one of those things.] I've had a relatively rough couple of weeks on the emotional front - homesickness has resulted in a couple sleepless nights, and I've figured out that I really need something to do as an activity (for once, band doesn't count). The friend transition from high school to college has become a little more evident - schedules don't match up, and as I've gotten busier I've also found that the mental reminders to text so-and-so haven't been as reliable. I've kept pretty much the same relationships with a lot of my close friends from high school, though, and that's good. Even the ones who are going to school on the other side of the country (and I think the joy of actually getting snail mail has been helping me write letters on a regular basis). I made more friends here, too, and found allies in unlikely places.

Now that I've tricked everyone into thinking this post is going to be about the trials and tribulations of college life, I'll get into what I actually meant to talk about here. I've had several really good conversations with some friends here over the past week - two of which were COMPLETELY unexpected - and they made me think about who I am and what I'm looking for. I love it when my friends make me think about things beyond when we're going to dinner.

Yesterday in particular was great. Classes were fun, I got great feedback on an English essay (turns out, you just need the right person to read it), I figured out what I'm REALLY arguing in my Human Event paper, I had fun seeing my trumpet section for the first time in a week, and I had one of those unexpectedly insightful conversations with a friend. Oh, and the new Pentatonix album came out yesterday, so I was rocking out to that all day.

The best part of the past week is that it's rained not once but three times. In Arizona! I definitely went and walked around in the rain without a hood just because I knew I wouldn't get to very often. (That's one thing I really miss about California - you can have rain without thunderstorms.) Anyway... that explains the song I chose. [It's by Creed and I absolutely adore it.]
I hope everything's good where you people are. Keep smiling!
Love you all,
Megan