a love letter.

dear fall,

this week was the first time we all got a taste of your lovely airs. next weekend is your unofficial beginning. with that comes labor day and the start of college football. please come early and stay a long time. we all want to walk across campus in your brisk air and fallen leaves. we all want to dig out our long sleeves and have picnics on the drill field. we want football season and cookouts and halloween. and, when you do inevitably leave, pack your bags and leave room for winter to come in and stay just as long (or longer) than you did. fall, your time of year is the best time, and i'm ready for you to be here.

i love you.

love,
dianna

who made you king of anything?

if the last three weeks are any indication, then this is going to be the longest semester in the world. i mean, on one hand, i want it to be long, because i don't really want my college career to end just yet. i'm not old enough to be an adult. i'm not old enough to have an adult life (but more about that when i have time).

on the other hand, i don't want to have an entire stretched-out semester of physics 2 and water resources. a regular semester is more than enough.

either way, it's going to be a long semester with a lot of stress and a little sleep.

water towers.

days like today is when i most realize how stupid the "long-distance" part of the relationship is.