I wish i had a river..

Welcome to Minnesota

SNOW STORM! Over a foot of snow in the past 12 hours..
just thought i'd let everyone know i'm still alive (:

The wheels on the bus go..

This morning I took my first public bus in Duluth.. an experience I must say. See, the buses in Duluth don't have very helpful or visible schedules.. so I hopped on a bus hoping that it would take me to where I needed to go.. Put in a dollar to pay- oh-and after I put in the dollar she tells me it won't give any change, so I was down 40 cents.Curses
Eventually got off at the U of M in duluth.. walked the hallways- got horribly lost.. ended up walking about 15 minutes to the shopping center. But I made it. Still alive- and only slightly more aware of how the DTA works.
the end

flavour of the day

wed-notsogood-day

Stepped in a glass of water. That's pretty much all that needs to be said

New post for unruly peoples..

Certain people find it necessary to not follow directions, chose one choice on my polls. not two. not three. but one.
and voting on DIFFERENT COMPUTERS doesn't count... yes i know you do it. here is your chance to voice your opinion.. unless you are too afraid. be very afraid..

Tragedy

Sir James Delancey of the Loyalists in 1776, was mobbed and died on this tragic day. He was attacked and asked to no longer speak in the Assembly, he refused, and called up on the British army to defend him. This did little help, and Delancey was defeated.

First-Year Seminar.. will never be the same

There once was a girl..

....Who lived in a far away land.
In this land it snowed day and night, leaving houses looking like frosted woods-creatures and children with happy faces.

In this land there was a young lady. She often enjoyed skulking around the neighborhood at night, discovering other late-night adventurers.

If she could not find another, she would sit and sulk, saddened that no others were able to enjoy her company. And that of her companion.

Beware of this girl. If she becomes too sad, she may resort to chucking giant cannonballs of snow at your resident hall. Take caution!!

crystals

shiny. broken. shattered. particles that float from the above
glitters that don't rub off when you wash with the hardest soap
when the darkness lingers
it will be our haven
a merry land of freedom upon a courtyard painted white
breathe breaks into wisps of smoke before they hide into the air
traffic stops but footsteps hold
onto the ground that will slowly melt away
for today


a lingering snow

Winter wonderland

It has finally come. Good morning to the snowstorm. Okay maybe not a storm, but there is a Winter Storm Warning- ou la la. looks like a good day to sit around and watch Disney movies, oh wait, that is exactly what we are planning on doing! Not too much going on this weekend; went and watched some friends play hockey in the Blazer vs. Ollie game last night.
What a wonderful day to sit inside. and eat yogurt. and get over this nasty cold I have.
<3 m

windy streets and french homework sheets

A snowy windy night in Minnesota. Minus the heaps of snow. It whirled for about half an hour before resting on the sidewalks and cars, only enough to warn those that winter is soon to come.
Thanksgiving break is over, not to say we should ever stop giving thanks. Spent the days sleeping, eating, studying (minimally, i know), watching movies, and hanging out with good friends.
The last spurt to winter break has commenced and I am almost glad to say it is here.
In a week my best friend from Canada arrives for a weekend stay, hard to think that I haven't seen her in over five months. Hard to think I won't see her for five more.
Hopefully the work won't be too stressful and that the whiteness of the falling snow will balance the darkness of the winter nights

I am currently enduring a simulation in my FYS (First-Year Seminar class), I am a loyalist in 1775 during the Revolutionary War. A fun activity requiring lots of thinking, reading, and understanding. Signing off, as Sir James Delancey
or as most of you may know me
~Morley

life

you reach a point in your life when you recognize where 'home' maybe is. and you know it's not where you are. but don't know how to get there. i love all of you who help me try to make minnesota 'home'
~m

I'm thankful

I'm thankful for those who shape lives. Who carve hearts. and those who will sit by your side no matter how rough the going gets. The history of the day, sure I know some of it, but what matters to me is that i'm here, I'm alive, and I am loved.

Köszönöm

Away from school we go

After too many days in school we are finally on our Thanksgiving break! My friend Tatiana is staying with me at my grandparents' in Burnsville, Minnesota for the next five days. She is from Bolivia and experiencing her first MN winter, and Thanksgiving! Not too many plans for our five-day weekend other than doing lots of sleeping and eating, what else is Thanksgiving break for?

Less than a month until my best friend Erin flies in from Canada to visit and stay for a few days, as well as my parents who arrive back from Budapest on the 16th of December! Not any snow here yet but it is coming soon I guess or so I have been told.

Most likely going to walk around the Mall of America for awhile, not planning on going to the Black Friday Sales clustershopping (: Something I was not aware of that happens in the States.. apparently the day after Thanksgiving when everyone in the world and their mom goes shopping. Good times

More later!~The M Squad

Weekend

Not too much went on this weekend so far..
Went to two hockey games- both Blazer games against St. Mary's..We lost the first game but won the second game which was awesome. Been hanging out with quite a few friends lately which has been a good time. I am excited to go to my grandparents' on Tuesday to start our thanksgiving break (which begins on Tuesday!)
Good times to come

School

Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.

School has been in session now for about three and a half months and it has been quite an interesting fall. I have fallen behind on contacting others so maybe if I start writing in a blog often people will be able to hear what I am up to.

I am in four classes at the College of St. Benedict right now; First year seminar, Intro to Education, Intro to Social Work, and French. I like most of my classes but sometimes they can get boring!
It snowed for the second time already yesterday so it has been fairly cold, getting below freezing every night.

I went to a concert in St. Paul two nights ago (Colbie Callait) and it was really quite fantastic! I also got to ride on the Lightrail in the cities for the first time, also exciting!

She's back

Stop. Don't start; it's too late for that. I'm no longer inside this chamber called my heart full of blood and tension. I've broken out and free and lying awake in a bed no longer satisfies my hunger. I've walked so far and I haven't even moved a step. A moment and a stride were all but lifesaving from this juvenile lover. My veins are itching and pulsing and moving but not with red and white blood cells, but a voice I can call my own. I've unstrapped myself from the torture chamber I can understand as progress. No sense or defense. I'm vulnerable like a tree in the sunlight constantly reflecting such strikes and wounds. Still fighting.

Months and maybe I've lost it. But what is it? That motion notion you call creativity that drowned under a traveling heart and possibly needs resuscitation. I think I need to stop writing about me. It's not me I fear for. Only the rest of the world. That's a lie; I care for me and what affect my actions will have on my future. Because my future affects so terribly that hiding it wasn't even going to do the trick.

The world has fallen all the way down to this. A moment where they wonder why is this youth of a brain so alone but also withholding satisfaction of being full. I'm breathing in air too cold for my chest and humidity that will sweat my skin to its withered end I know will come.

I've done and listened to all I need and I have no fears. For after all, there's nothing to fear in this spinning mass we call home. Oh wait.

It's me