we beat california which is good b/c they were pretty much evil hippies and stuff. basically ut football is insane. orange everywhere and the campus now reeks of alcohol. i swear its true.

yet somehow i find myself back at my dorm room at this insanely early hour. its just how i am.

my parents are here this weekend and their presence makes me realize how much of a life and myself i have left behind, and how much i have moved on despite what seems like slow progress over the past two weeks. i cant really tell if this realization makes me miss home or makes me appreciate what i now have. perhaps its a little of both. i realized this weekend what a pleasant and beautiful little city knoxville is. with the worlds fair park, market square, the art museum, the river, the color orange. last night we just walked around the city and it was just one of those perfect nights. windo blowly slightly, perfect temperature, great date night. my date just so happened to be a few hundred miles away : ) i love being here and independent and basically choosing how i want to run my days and persuing what i want to ultimately do. at the same time seeing my parents made me remember the things i loved about home. coming home from school and the studio and eating a yummy homecooked meal. sleeping in my oober-comfy bed. staying up online with yousuf and/or robyn until 1 am when i knew good and well i had to be up in 5 hours and hadn't studied for that geology test and event though geology is supposed to be a crap class you still need to study. going out to football games when that first chill wind of fall hits the air and you know this year will hit fast and hard and knowing youll be home and in bed by 12:30. these are the things of my roswell life.

sometimes change is so slow you dont realize its happening but i may be beginning to get a feel for this place.

"never regret the things that once made you smile because at the time it was exactly what you wanted."

i discovered this quote the other day on my gamma chi's facebook and it made me realize why i should truly never regret anything. usually things "seemed like a good idea" at the time otherwise you wouldnt do them in the first place. we all have our skeletons in the closet, but only if we let them haunt us are they really ever a problem.