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Current Music:U2- "Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own"
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Subject:"...the best you can do is to fake it..."
Time:10:07 pm
Current Mood:scaredBoo Rita!
FUCK RITA!!!

...now that I've got that out of my system, I shall continue. Something fantastic happened today. We had to read our final poems in front of the class, or just one of them as most people chose to do. I hate reading in front of the class, especially since we had to stand at a podium and everything. I would have sworn I was shaking like a leaf, and I know my face was read because I could feel it. I don't know why I get like that, because I don't have a problem performing in front of people. I guess it is just a problem when I have to be myself, especially if I am reading something I wrote. So I was really nervous.
But it was worth it! My teacher, who knows I am a fiction writer, and not a poet, said that he was very impressed and that I should be really proud of my poem. And I guess I wasn't sure it was all that good before. But I am proud of it, now, and I'm proud of myself for reading it.
AND I'm even more proud of myself because I am going to put it in here.

Listening to B.T.E.

We overload each other's senses with our closeness
Running full-speed ahead with no thought of ending
Bits of wet grass on the soles of my feet
Anticipation of each repetition as heightened as the first

Running full-speed ahead with no thought of ending
Desperate wanting fills our lungs to bursting
Anticipation of each repetition as heightened as the first
Leaving our starting point further behind

Desperate wanting fills our lungs to bursting
Pushing deaper into the tall grass and low trees
Leaving our starting point further behind
It's hard to fear the dark when you never feel alone

Pushing deeper into the tall grass and low trees
Bits of wet grass on the soles of my feet
It's hard to fear the dark when you never feel alone
We overload each other's senses with our closeness

The poem is written in pantoum form. Most of you probably don't know what that is, and I didn't know until he gave it to us in class. But there is a pattern of repetition, which is why I used certain lines more than once, in case you were wondering :) Anyway, I'm proud of it. Yay me :)
I am going to learn so much in this creative writing class and that alone makes coming here completely worthwhile.
Anyway, gotta go read  "The Duchess of Malfi" which is some Italian play about some duke and cardinal who kill their sister or something. Bye!

Always,
      Megan

PS- Yay me for not writing about Rita.

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Current Music:Rascal Flatts - I'm Movin' On
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Subject:"...I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness..."
Time:03:42 pm
Current Mood:peacefulat peace with myself
There is something truly fulfilling about being alone. Not in the sense that I am sitting in a room somewhere with the door locked and no other living things around, but in the sense of like, spending time by myself. Between classes today I went and sat outside at one of these really old school concrete picnic tables that we have here, and did homework. It was warm but it was so gorgeous outside and if you sit near a bush, you can hear crickets. I went to see my favorite teacher (actually I think I have 2 favorites, but that is beside the point) about a sonnet. Just so you know, I have recently discovered I am totally incapable of writine sonnets (Kimi, don't argue) and I don't enjoy them. The assignment had been stressing me out and he had offered to sit and talk to me about it. I came away from the meeting feeling amazing. My teacher is not a fan of sonnet writing either, and told me a great story about when he had to write a sonnet in college and his teacher's feed back was "write stories." He knows I am more of a fiction writer and assured me the poetry unit was almost over and it is not a big deal if I am not a poet. He also gave me these great books he thought I would enjoy. They are written by feminist writers and they re-write fairy tales with an ironic sort of twist. When I left his office I sat outside the building and started reading. Said hello to a friend from class, and then had a leisurely stroll back to my room and as I walked, just enjoying how nice it is outside and thinking about  my Creative Writing class, a thought occured to me:
I love it here.
I really do. And not for reasons like, "omg the parties are SO fun" or "there are so many hot boys" or something like that, but for deeper reasons. I love the things I'm learning, in class and outside. I'm learning a lot about myself and enjoying this side of college life. I have LSU for my amazing friends and for the crazy times we have together. But Asheville is about something totally different, and I find myself in these situations, where I'm alone or maybe not and I'm looking around at this beautiful city and I know that I am glad I came.
I get a little homesick sometimes, but just in the sense that I really miss people at home. And I miss New York Bagel and my dog and the lakes. But I don't ever wish I hadn't come, and I don't wish that I could just give up and go home.
I'm not surrounded by my ladies all the time and I'm not always going out or playing in other peoples rooms or shopping, but I am enjoying myself. I am enjoying Asheville and being here and knowing that I actually did something I'd been saying I would for almost half of my life. I left.
At the same time that I am so glad I found a new place and have managed to make a life here, I know that there are things I never appreciated about BR. When I was in that stage in middle school and even high school where I couldn't WAIT to get out of Baton Rouge, I failed to realize how much I love my home. But it is nice to know that I have the potential to someday make another home.

Don't worry, I'm coming back ;)

But there is something nice freeing about depending completely and totally on yourself. And in the sense that I can't run down the hall to Cassie and Christina's room or go have a drink with Lillie or go see my mom at work when I'm having a really bad day, I have to rely on myself. And I think I'm pretty good at it.

Always,
          Megan

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Current Music:The Shins - Caring Is Creepy
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Subject:"...I dream...about magnolias in bloom...and I'm wishin' I was there..."
Time:01:09 am
Current Mood:complacenthmmm....
I know, I've been slacking with the updates. But as you all know, it has been a long couple of weeks.
It is hard not to feel homesick when you know your home has been changed forever.

Going home over Labor Day was amazing -- thanks to all you fabulous ladies that made it special. I hope I helped take your minds off less pleasant thoughts. It was hard to leave and return to North Carolina. Asheville's no BR, let me tell you ;) I know it isn't everyone's favorite place, but I love Baton Rouge, and it is my home and I missed it. The thing I keep trying to forget is that the Baton Rouge I love is no longer the same place.
But I am lucky because I still have a home, and I never forget that.

Okay, no more talk of Katrina!

My Creative Writing teacher finally asked me to read one of my pieces in class :) It was my first time and it was VERY exciting. I got a good response to my poem and I was very proud of myself. I'm learning SO much in that class, and my teacher is amazing. It's so nice to get feedback from my teacher and from my classmates. It's definitely the best class I've ever taken.
OH! Here is some exciting news: I found a gas station that will take my ID!!! Although all they sell is beer and wine, but it is still exciting. AND when I went with some of the girls to Wasabi on Saturday, I got a cocktail, and I felt like I was home! This weekend my roomie and I are going to try the ID downtown. I am skeptical, but it is worth a shot. The live music here is supposed to be great, but you have to be 21 everywhere.
I think this next weekend I am going to go exploring. I keep meaning to and I never have. I may go to the Biltmore, even though I've been twice, it is still so beautiful and I noticed a million new things the second time that I didn't see before. Whenever y'all (ahem, I am speaking to CERTAIN PERSONS) come visit, we will go and see the lights they put up for the holidays. It's SO beautiful.

In other news, I have discovered THREE fellow Hanson fans in my Creative Writing class! They will never replace my LSU hanson fans, but it is nice to know some more :) They are all going to the Atlanta concert also, but are not fan enough to go to Myrtle Beach like me and my friend Meg ;) My marathon Hanson trip is about a month away and I can hardly wait! It is going to be a thrill and a half.

Well, I need to go to bed -- I'm making myself work out in the mornings now and it is getting closer and closer to wake up time at the moment. I promise I'll be better about writing in this thing, I need to keep track of everything so I don't forget it when I am old and gray! I miss all you kids in Louisiana and I hope you're not having too much fun without me. Love y'all!!!

*MO*
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Subject:"Operator won't you put me on through/I gotta send my love down to Baton Rouge..."
Time:06:46 pm
Current Mood:lovednice to know you're loved :)
Well kids, if you're reading this, it is probably because you miss me :) Just kidding (sort of)! Just as a preface, I'm using this little journal to keep in touch with everyone. I know we don't all have time for long phone calls, etc, especially in the beginning of the year. Plus, it is hard to tell the same stories 800 times, haha. So you can just check this if you want to see what I'm up to, and feel free to email me or send letters (I love getting letters!)
It's nearing the end of my second week here in North Carolina and I'm finally settled in. I wouldn't say that I've been outright homesick, but I will admit that there are things I am missing. Like Bogie's, living in the DG house, dressing up, late-night runs to BQuik, going to Wal-Mart 50 times a day, and of course, the fabulous people I have left behind. Don't worry, even though I'm enjoying it here, I will come home.
I love all of my classes so far. Everyone is so intelligent and interested in what they're studying. The teachers know everyone's name and they are so focused on making sure you enjoy what you're learning as much as they enjoy teaching it. The school part is SO different from LSU. I'm taking all classes I'm interested in and, even though I have about 5Xs more homework here than I did at home, I am loving all of it.
The weather here is really nice. That sounds so dumb, but it is. It's not as hot here (only about 78 at the high) or as humid, and it gets cooler at night which is awesome. At night and in the evenings, there are always a ton of people outside my building, and we go and sit outside and hang out, talking to people (mostly random people, haha, but that's how you make friends apparently!) and listening to these guys that sometimes come play the guitar. They let us request the same songs over and over so we can sing (even though we don't know all the words) and it is pretty cool, and fun. Very Asheville, haha.
There's a ton to do downtown, and my suitemate, Charlotte, and I already found a great sushi place. There are some plays and shows coming up that I'll be going to, so that is going to be very cool.
It's been sort of like starting college over again, just because it's so different and I don't have sorority life to lean on. Although, they are about to have recruitment here so there are all these cute signs and sidewalk chalk drawings about Greek Life and rush and they make me miss home. There's one fraternity boy (that I know of) on my hall that I met the other day and we talked about Greek stuff, so maybe I'll have a link to it here! Although it will never compare to DG life, of course!
People here are very laid back and very friendly. A lot of hippies, of course, but then just a lot of really chill people, so I haven't had trouble meeting anyone. There are really awesome people in my Creative Writing class, so they've been really fun. I really like my roomie and my suitemates, which is excellent (no one is scary or obese). We sit around and watch TV together every night, like some demented family haha. We get along really well and hang out together (outside of the room, duh) a good bit. So all in all things have been really good. None of the things I was nervous about happening have happened, so all is well.
As some of you know, I am coming home for Labor Day, for Kate & Emily's birthday party. I'm sure I'll see a few of you, but it's a short visit, so I won't be able to see everyone :( But before you know it I'll be back again, and you'll be wishing I'd leave! Everyone have tons of fun, especially you crazy Delta G's who have Chapter Night Out tonight, and be sure to keep me in the loop about what is going on outside of teeny tiny UNCA. I love you all and miss you muchly!!!

Always,
Megan

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