A night out at town!

Last Saturday night my dorm hall dressed up and went to town! We strutted over to 'The Cheesecake Factory' for a birthday celebration, for the three girls on our hall who have birthdays this month. Okay, we didn't strut, we drove. But, still. We looked mighty fine, let me tell ya. It was an amazing and fun time. I ate at the caf before hand, but I did drink Hannah's extra cup of Strawberry Lemonade. It. was. awesome!!!! I would like a Strawberry Lemonade ever day please, with my dinner. Thank you. I also split a cheesecake with Hannah, which was also heavenly. Ah. I love good food and sugar. I also love my hall room mates. They are all such beautiful and amazing girls. :)

The car I was in. My room mate Emily, (one of the birthday girls!) is in the passenger seat, Hannah is driving, Ivy is dead center in the back and I'm on the left side of her, Nicole on the right side.

Me, Ivy, Nicole

The Birthday Girls! (from left to right) Jana, Emily,

The fun group. lol.

The whole beautiful bouquet of us

CBU Russia

Well. I'm in Russia. CBU, Russia. Okay, so I'm not really in Russia. But Jackson and I have an inside joke.....and thus, CBU is Russia, to us. But, Russia or not, I'm here at CBU. At this moment, I am eating cinnamon raisin cream of wheat and thinking about how much I dislike math...and how I need to do my math homework. My room is a mess, I'm surrounded by school books, and I have had a ferocious appetite, ever since I got here. Just ask Colette. She's had to tame that appetite down a couple times, at her apartment. I am no longer a pre-nursing major. I am now 'un-declared'. I am undeclared because I am not sure if I want to major in English or Journalism, or both. I absolutely love my English class, and I hated my science classes with a passion....and was utterly confused by them. Thus the major change. I got my first English homework back yesterday. The teacher left some real encouraging notes on my papers, leaving me excited and happy. :) My hall mates are amazing, and I love those girls! I have had many adventures since I have gotten here. Classes have been switched around and changed and dropped and added, totally confusing me, at times. I have a new voice teacher already, due to switch-a-roo stuff. However, as amazing as my first voice teacher was, my new one is just as amazing, I do believe! I had my first lesson with him today. I searched the entire music building before finding the room which was right by the entrance.....ahem. I was scheduled for 11....and was sitting outside the door on a bench, waiting for my lesson. Another guy walked up and waited right by the door too, holding a music book. I thought to myself that maybe he just had a question to ask the teacher or something real quick....well he knocks on the door, and the teacher opens it, the other student leaves, and the guy and the teacher start talking. I wait. They close the door. Hello! Wait! It's my turn! I wait a moment, to make sure they are really starting a lesson. Then I knock on the door. "I'm suppose to have my lesson at 11, here...." I sound so pathetic and pitiful. Lo and behold, they had double booked that time slot on accident. I got moved to 12. The teacher had to miss his lunch break....I felt bad for him. But it was an amazing voice lesson.

Last weekend, we had a sleep over/ movie night in Ivy, from my hall's room. Twas quite fun. Before the sleep over, we (my roomy, Ivy, her sister, her sister's boyfriend, and another girl we are friends with, Katelyn) went to a Thai food resturant for dinner. Orange Chicken is delightful, just so ya'll know. After dinner we met Ivy's parents at Marie Calenders and had dessert. It was such a fun night! I have such amazing hall mates/ friends, and I love them! :)

Last night I dreamed I was at home. I woke up thinking I was at home. However, I found to my disappointment that I was still in my dorm room. sigh. Twas very disappointing. However, such is life.

Wednesday is Colettey's birthday. I have her present all wrapped and everything. I just need to stick a bow on it, make her a card, and get some candy to accompany the main present. Yay! It shall be a grand day!

Oh, I almost forgot about the wonderful breakfast event. The first time I went to breakfast at the caf.....I threw my plate of food on the floor. The plate........and my breakfast....went flying! The guy who was walking by me definitely was smirking and grinning......and trying not to laugh. okay, maybe he wasn't even trying to hide his laughter. But....lets just say he was. ahem. Yes, you may all clap now. Thank you.

End of the rambles about Russia.......for now.

Have you forgotten?

I am working on a post about my life here at CBU, but right now, it is put on hold. Right now, September 11th must be recognized. Nine years ago, all hell broke loose in America. Nine years ago today, on September 11th, 2001, America was attacked and people were killed. 9 al-Qaeda (a militant Islamist group) terrorists hijacked 4 commercial passenger jet airliners and proceeded to fly two of them into the World Trade Center's Twin Towers. The third airliner was crashed into the Pentagon, and the fourth crashed into a field, due to the heroic effort of the passengers on the airliner. However, no one survived on the fourth airliner. The Twin Towers exploded into flames and collapsed, trapping people, killing people. People were burned to death, crushed to death, mangled, and bloodied. Mothers, fathers, wives, husbands, sisters, brothers, aunts, uncles, and friends died a horrible horrible death, or were disfigured and mangled for life. Thousands of people's lives were ended. People flung themselves from buildings to keep from burning to death, instead choosing to die by the impact of being smashed upon the ground below. Soot, blood, and debris was everywhere. People were trapped underneath the building rubble, suffocated to death, or crushed to death. The buildings came tumbling down upon the people still inside. Mournful, urgent, terrified screams filled the air. 9 years ago, thousands of American people died a horrible, excruciating, tragic death, a mass murder, planned out by 19 Muslim brutal men. Some would have us forget this event. Some would have us forgive and forget. But if they can forget the mass murder, and attack on the U.S.A on September 11, 2001, they have no right to be called Americans. Nor have they any right to live in America, land of the free and home of the brave. Fellow American's were blown to fragments, burned to death, and put through a living hell! Our homeland was attacked. Our people were murdered. That is not something we should ever forget. Never forget.