Rainy nights

"And when the rain beats against my window pane, I think of summer days again and dream of you..."

I love that song. It makes me happy, and I do think of summer days (and nights -- ohhh, how I love warm summer nights in Texas), and I just like the rain overall. Especially when it's beating against my windowpane at night, as it is now. I love the feeling of nostalgia and pondering it brings. I just sort of like sitting in bed and thinking overall. :)

I'm liking the idea of setting a certain time to get ready for bed and then just sitting in bed doing whatever until I get reeeeeally sleepy, until I put my computer or book or what-have-you down or lay it on my chest as if I were going to pick it up minutes later and resume as if nothing happened and fall asleep. :) I generally rebel against the idea of having a bedtime, but this I can handle. And I do like getting up early in the morning; I just never do it (anymore, or at least right now, while class is not in session for me) because I end up going to bed so late. Tonight will be an exception (I have to sit in as a student rep on a Board of Trustees meeting at our school early tomorrow morning, so I'm in bed just a bit earlier than normal. ^^

It's nice to spend time with myself once again. After a full schedule last bimester and a hectic, whirlwind trip around some northern parts of our country after Christmas, and even after spending much time out of the house with other people earlier this month, it's nice to sit back and be with myself. There's kind of an old, familiar feeling to it, as if I know myself from somewhere way back when...

It's a bit unfortunate that my power cord for the laptop has decided to die on me. My dad said he can do what sounds to me an awful lot like power cord surgery: he said he will cut the cord open and splice together some wires inside. I asked if there would be a risk of electrocution, but he he thought I meant while he carried out this procedure, and he kind of chuckled and said that he would have the cord unplugged while he worked on it. When I asked if there would be any risk afterwards, (I mean, [at least once] open wires, right? Come on!) he said that you would feel it if you touched the wire to your tongue, but otherwise, you wouldn't even notice. So I guess I'll be okay as long as I don't get a sudden urge to lick my power cord afterwards, and even then, I guess I'd be okay.

Anyway, my point in saying all that about the power cord (besides just to say it - I like writing, I think. At least sometimes.) is that I only have a limited amount of time to write tonight. Which I guess is good, because I really do need to get enough sleep to be nice and alert tomorrow, I guess. I was a little worried at first -- I thought that as one of the student reps (Sarah M. is going to be the other one, the main one), I might have to carry the weight of the collective student conscience on my shoulders and speak up absolutely every time I thought I could make a difference in any small way that would benefit the student body. Man, what a responsibility that would be. But the GIAL person that Sarah and I talked to today told us that the other people would probably do a lot of the talking and that we would only be expected to pipe up if they asked us a question or if we did want to say something about what the students might think about something or how something could help them -- us. I'm still a little bit nervous, I guess, about whatever our responsibilities will be for tomorrow, but I guess I should just try to relax and let things unfold the way they will.

Wow. I actually find that I'm getting a bit sleepy (maybe it's all that talk about the meeting tomorrow!) Oh! I do have some exciting news. Tomorrow, I'll be traveling up to Plano to see a popular Christian music artist from Brazil named Atilano Muradas, somebody I've admired from afar ever since Tom Avery lent me one of his CDs ("Brasileiros") back in the spring of '08. I might go with my roommate and with Garry. It will be fun - I loooove his music, his personality (at least from what I can gather from watching YouTube videos and hearing other people talk about him and such :)), and his spirit!

Okay, now I'm gong to close. I'm going to go write in a more private journal that won't be posted online. And my battery is due to run out in 16 minutes. So, be well, all of you, good readers, and know that I am glad that you are reading. :) You are friends, and I wish you well!

Good night.


Mary