Life in Dorm 17

The following are a collection of photographs from the last 3 weeks. (I did promise they would come!)

Frog Olympics. Black Team came in 2nd Place!

Niagara Falls. Six of Eight sitting on the really big chair.

Beth and I thought we were pretty cool, being all Royal Mountie and Moose-like.

The next two photographs were done by Maryanne Farrow. She is a Redeemer Alumnist and good friends with Amanda. Paired with fun outfits and sunshine, they turned out quite lovely.

These girls are wonderful, beautiful; created in the image of God.

Word of the Day: apparition

Quote of the Day: Today's quote is the sound of the raindrops, finally.

Window Drops

The rain doesn't seem to want to leave. I don't know why.

My slippers are laying on the floor beside the wall. They've been there for a week.

Devotions.

Slippers.

Wedding Magazines.

Randomness of an average day.

All in the hands of God.

Word of the Day: Crepe

Quote of the Day: "Lauren can't be held accountable for anything she says after 11 pm." Keeley

Rain, Rain, Go Away..

Once again, I think the entirety of Ontario is getting snow except for little old Ancaster. Welcome to the tropics people: where the winters are warm and it rains a lot.

As much as I love going for walks in the rain, I like snow more. I wish it would snow enough that the ground would be blanketed white.

"Rain, Rain, go away, come again another day.."

It would be nice to at least have November-ish weather.

Rainshower

I'm getting sick. First cold of the fall season. And I was doing so well.

I haven't been sick since about June. June was when I bought my 'Advil: Cold and Sinus'. That's how I know. What sucks about being sick is this whole exhaustion thing. If I wasn't so tired, it wouldn't bother me so much. But I feel like I could just fall down and sleep and never wake up.

I'm basically paying for enjoying the nice cold rainshower last night. I love fall rain. I love summer rain too, but I love fall rain. Yesterday, the air smelled of rain all day. The whole campus was just waiting for it to come pouring down. At about 11pm, the skies opened up and it just came. The sound was beautiful. The soft pitter-patter was great background music to studying English notes (although, it would have been better suited if the English Notes pertained to Walt Whitman, or Ralph Emerson). The air had this misty humidity to it. It was beautiful.

The sad ending to this is plural.
1) This means that the evenings of porch-sitting have ended. An absolute tragedy! I love porch sitting. Curled up in a blanket with hot tea. It's peaceful.
2) The beginnings of cold and flu season. I hate being sick.

Word of Advice?

Don't go out in the rain at midnight.