Courtney’s Haven

Feeling, Thinking, and Knowing

FEEL, THINK, KNOW

I feel like dancing around in this computer lab. I feel like getting out my trumpet and playing it around campus, in a marching manner. I feel like microwaving another bra again and get to see it spark. I feel like playing in some snow. I feel like doing the chicken dance. I feel like making rubber glove shaped water balloons and freezing them. I feel like playing with little kids like I did at camp. I feel like laughing at the top of my lungs that my face turns blue.

I think I have to leave this lab in 15 minutes. I think anyone who has read this has wasted their time and probably have doubts about my sanity now. I think I am euphoric. I think sometimes I can’t tell what it’s supposed to feel like. I think I am missing an analytical side, but sometimes I really don’t know. I think sometimes I believe it’s something more tangible than that. I think my stomach just growled. I think I like wearing glasses sometimes better than contacts.

I know for certain that duct tape works well on pants with big holes in the butt. I know that I am an Aggie. I know that if my dad were alive today he would tell me, “you are getting prettier everyday.” I know that he would “hate” every single guy that would try to take me away. I know that eggs are better hard boiled than raw. I know that I am getting sick of dorm food. I know that one of my better traits is being able to listen to people AND actually caring. I know that I am sometimes too independent for my own good.

But through all of these things, we all have each other, and that’s all that really matters.

-Courty-