Thursday, I got the surprise of my life - or at least the biggest one so far. Instead of inordinate amounts of college spam in the mail, I received one delicately engraved... invitation. Let me first preface this. I have never, never thought of myself as an excelling student, in terms of academics, even though…
much madness is divinest sense…
much madness is divinest sense - to a discerning eye - much sense - the starkest madness 'tis the majority in this, as all, prevail - assent - and you are sane demur - you're straightway dangerous - and handled with a chain. *Poem by Emily Dickinson
a light
my dad and I were having one of those serious conversations that only dads and daughters have about college, and the future and all that. I was telling him what colleges I was seriously considering, and he asked me about my major pertaining to these schools. Journalism. This has been the choice in the back…
heart! let us forget him…
Admittedly, I'm pretty exhausted right now. Okay - that's not the best way to begin a blog post but it's the truth. I'm on a catch-up schedule for school, which results in little spare time and lots of tired. How are you all doing? It was fantastic to read all of your sweet comments on…
Farmgirl Writes 