First, a quick introduction. For those of you who don’t know me, my name is Paula, and I am one of Baby Cousin's (or Amanda, as I know her) friends. Su and I met officially through a string of events leading up to and culminating at Amanda and I’s high school graduation. Currently, I am a 20-year-old English Education major from Anderson University. And, since my letter is M, I’m choosing the word madness to go along with it. After all, finals are in a week and a half.
“Have I gone mad?” The Hatter looks up at Alice with pure terror in his piercing eyes. Carefully, Alice cups his face and nods.
“I’m afraid so.” She started. “But, all of best are completely bonkers.”
The Mad Hatter is one of the many characters out in pop culture closely associated with “madness.” Follow that by some criminals and some celebrities, and the true definition has gone completely out the window. My definition, however, is one from a college student’s perspective. Think about it, we’re about a week and a half before finals. For some, this is the week that determines if whether or not you’re going to graduate on Saturday or not. For others, however, it’s just that sigh of relief signaling three months of one of the following things:
- A carefree, relaxed summer.
- A summer job with the majority of the time being filled with relaxation. Or, the latter:
- Summer? What is this “summer” you speak of?
Me? Well, I think I can safely say that I am somewhere in the middle of it all. I have one summer class, I am currently on the hunt for a summer job, and this summer isn't going to be NEARLY as packed as last summer was. See, last summer, I got married.
-PAUSE-
Wait? You’re twenty years old and you've been married for almost a year already? Yup. Brian, my husband, and I met in high school. After a trip to Afghanistan [Ed.- Brian serves in the U.S. Army. Send him all the good vibes and/or prayers you can spare. -Su], we didn't see the point of waiting anymore. Ergo, we got married. Moving on.
-End Pause-
The photos that came up when I searched for "madness" were a bit worrying. So I decided to go with summery/relaxing instead. Source. |
2 comments:
First, prayers and positive vibes your husband returns safely from Afghanistan. My husband was in the USMC. Waiting is also a difficult job so I also send you prayers and positive vibes.
Lovely post, thank you. What a calmer world it would be if more took the time to smell the roses.
Finals week can be killer. Good luck with it. Thanks for posting.
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