it has been snowing here.
falling falling down.

last night i took a walk as the flakes fell from the sky, hoping to see them glitter like they did when i was young.
i skipped through the piling inches and resisted the urge to lie down and make a snow angel in the south quad.
and in my bag i carried with me scissors and snow white sheets of unmade snowflakes.
all night i snipped away.

i've also been thinking about the kindergarten lesson we're taught about each snowflake being different than any other.
in this gigantic place, i get lost sometimes.
feeling unoriginal or as though everyone else is the same.
but each snowflake outside and each one i cut out is different.
and despite my cynical beliefs about everyone around me, could this be true of them too?

This is me. Just a busy busy busy bee!

I have just been buzzing all over the cold and crowded streets of Champaign-Urbana. Though it's tiring right now, I have a feeling this semester has some magic in store. In my creative writing class, we have begun to learn about images to communicate. Show, don't tell. It's tricky, but I am getting the hang of it. Writing words that show you what I see in my mind's eye takes alot of work. This semester will be a challenge. But talking of pictures and images in class, observing my absent-minded, purple-haired professor just gets me more excited.
I will tell you all about it when I get another moment, but for now I must be buzzing off to mac and cheese dinner. Yum!

This is me, right now, starting this new adventure:

I have fallen victim.
This blogging craze has taken me by storm!
I am not making this blog by choice!
Somebody HELP me!

Ok. Ok. So that's not necessarily true. If we're going to be honest, I've been considering getting a real, gin-u-ine, bona fide blog for some time now. It took my best friend creating a lovely one to finally push me over the edge.

I have a few hopes for this new blogging thing.
First, I am hoping it will become some sort of habit. Browsing through millions of fellow bloggers' sites has inspired me to try to keep the world updated on the goings on in my little world...no matter how (in)significant. I'll share little discoveries, things that I find inspiring. Maybe even a joke here and there - but no promises.

The truth is I'm ready for something. Ready for something just huge to happen.
I'm ready to spread my wings, to be swept off my feet, to learn something new! As a second year college student living in the middle of a cornfield life can get monotonous - homework, class, sleep, eat, class, homework, blah, blah, blah. It's not much, but perhaps this little corner of cyberspace will be my first step into something new.

I'm ready to see the world, ready to show it to those who won't be able to see it themselves.
I'm ready for adventure and for seeing the beauty of humanity in every pair of eyes.
I'm ready to assume my role as a sojourner and a messenger.
I'm ready to see all that I can see and to share every moment.
It's a big task. But I'm ready.
I am.

Bring it on.