Mes Belles Lettres

For as long as I can remember the library has been an integral part of my life and entertainment. Every summer my siblings and I would participate in the summer reading contest, how exciting to fill in the spaces for the books and pages we read, and end up with a signed poster of the Phoenix Suns.I remember the first grade, when I got second place for the most books read in the entire year, I can't remember if it was out of the whole school or just the first grade, but I remember thinking that the girl that beat me had probably cheated. I stand by that statement. In high school I spent a lot of time at the public library studying, just being surrounded by books. In college I'd head to the public library sometimes just to sit outside and think, other times to explore the shelves within. I have always loved to read, there is a magic in books (well good books, books like Twilight contain anti magic) that transcends the mundane we want to escape from when we crack open a good book....

I can't really remember when I first started thinking about law school, but I do remember that by the time I was a freshman in high school it was the definite plan. It seemed so far away then, some sort of fantastic dream. I think that I still have not even fully realized that the time for it to actually happen is quite soon. I don't know what it is about life that I have so much trouble with. I still haven't really comprehended that I graduated from college, and that was a year and a half ago. I hear people talk about classes, tests, books, papers, finals, grades, semesters, and I miss it. I feel like I've just been ditching like that recurring nightmare I'd have at the beginning of every semester, its finals week and there was a class I completely forgot about and didn't go to all semester and now my GPA is ruined. The first time I took the LSAT I hardly studied at all, only about two months. I wasn't too worried about it, my first practice test I got a 1...

Remember when you were a kid and you'd go swimming or playing in the sprinklers, and then you'd come inside and stay in your swimsuit while you ate lunch and watched whatever movie or Ramona Quimby tape you had checked out from the library? You felt your skin getting tighter and tighter from the chlorine, your mom warning you that your hair was going to turn green, but you just didn't feel like putting forth the effort to shower and change back into normal clothes? Well that is the flashback I'm having right now. I just got back from the gym... half an hour ago. I'm still in my swimsuit, my hair still feels poolish, I just ate a yogurt, and I am listening to Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I know I need to hop into the shower, I just don't feel like it yet. Here is another phenomenon the pool reminded me of today. When I first started swim team I thought I was going to die. No, seriously, die. I realized that swimming lessons do not teach you how to s...

Happy Memorial Day everyone. Congratulations Megan and Bukran on their brand new baby Steven! Check out Bukran's blog to see photos of the little guy. Here are some pictures of recent events in my life. I don't yet have words for anything right now. Oh. I named my car Stella. I don't care what you say Alicia, Sharon isn't even a real name.

So, my song of the week is usually describing my life and something that is happening and exactly how I feel about a certain situation. So, I've decided to introduce a new (and first) series to my blog entitled "A Moment with Henry." Most of the time I pick these songs during some sweet alone time with Henry, while we're listening to jams, and I begin pondering my life and how I feel about it. It won't be every song every week, but some thoughts for some of them that I may want to believe are more profound, or just something I need to put out there, get off my chest as it were. This week is "Learn to Live With What You Are" by Ben Folds. I simply adore this song, and have for many years now. I may or may not have listened to it on repeat last Friday while walking to the grocery store to buy some milk and lightbulbs. Anyway, I have a lot of thoughts about what this song means to me now, and I think its best expressed in a journal entry I wrote a few month...

I can't believe its only Wednesday. Seriously, these past three days have been the longest 72 hours of my life... But in the end, lets just focus on the positive. Ladies and gents, I present to you.... my new (used) car! That's right, I finally purchased my own vehicle after years of bumming rides off of others, riding my bike (which I will still do lots), walking, and riding the bus (which, if I can help it, I will never, ever, do again!) Hooray for feeling like slightly more of an adult. Behold, the 2002 Saturn SL1 that now belongs to yours truly. I haven't named her yet. Please submit your ideas here.

Nate and I are old. Last night we went to the Fall Out Boy Concert, and almost everyone else there was 17 or18, and didn't really know what a concert was... It was still fun, one of the best concerts I've ever been to. First up was Hey Monday, we had never heard of them before, but they were pretty good. Then Cobra Starship, always a good time. I don't really know their songs very well, but they are definitely entertaining live. Then Metro Station- unimpressive. They dress sort of hardcore but their music... well... Then All Time Low. They were awesome, and we got to touch the guitarist, dang sweet. They played some of my favorites, Jasey Rae; Dear Maria,Count Me In; and Popping Champagne. So, they are my song of the week, another favorite of mine, so you can hear their goodness. Then, Fall Out Boy. I was really actually very impressed by how good they are live. I sort of wished Pete Wentz would have shut up about.... well basically everything and played more music, but the...