Vanilla windows and two months of memories.

I am currently sitting in the ACU library on the second floor next to the big open windows. There is a woman, sitting approximately twenty yards from where I am, having the loudest phone conversation in the world. Apparently, someone was very upset for having not received an invitation to a friend's wedding and it is causing her significant stress. Her husband (the one allowing the world to hear her conversation) is stressing out to the point of paranoia, and supposedly has issues deciding on what to wear in the morning. Did I mention she has a small child with her who is banging things on the table? Oh, thank the Lord. Her phone is about to die; and that conversation is over. Oh, but then her child starts talking to her after she gets off the phone yelling "mama" and she hushes her. Be quiet child, we're in a library, but I'm going to call someone else and have another loud conversation. Child is now singing. And she is stilllllll talking on the phone. JUST DIE ALREADY. The phone, not her.

Aside from my extreme annoyance by this woman who evidently never learned proper library etiquette (who just claimed to the person on the phone that she is in the child's section of the library...which she is not...so that her kid could play--leave please), I have been people watching/reminiscing about last semester. I should be studying...but no studying is going to occur while this dang woman is yelling in the library.

Things I have observed from the window in the library: a guy was pulling another guy by a leash on a skateboard. Not sure what that was about, but alright. Some kid meditating under a tree--legs crossed, arms resting on knees, the whole bit. A lot of texting..nothing to exciting. ACU isn't the best place to people watch--I find that there is a lot of fairly generic people that go here. Not a lot of crazies, unfortunately for me right now.

Other than the very vanilla view from where I sit, I look out across campus and think about my time here. My first memory of ACU was when I was a lot younger. The fam went roller blading around campus and I believe, if my memory serves me correctly, that my mother twisted her ankle pretty badly. Ha. My next memories of ACU would take place second semester of my freshman year. I wasn't attending ACU at the time, but I was up here a lot, visiting Mabee dorm and the library. That's when Sadie and I met and instantly bonded over the common dislike for another person, haha. ACU seemed a lot more intriguing back then. Then I started attending school here in the fall and quickly became engulfed in the whole "college" scene. I decided to rush and somehow fooled myself into believing I could be a "social club" type girl. That didn't last. I quickly became annoyed with the drama and politics of it all. It was fun for like a whole minute. And then, probably my best memories of ACU involve Kyle. We would have never have met if it weren't for this school--well not unless God so greatly intervened in our lives. I remember spending an amazing afternoon in the Quiet Place in the bible building with Kyle, laughing, crying, talking about God, taking pictures. It was good--great even. I have a memory of the library, only 10 feet from where I sit...where we attempted to work on homework together, but just ended up talking. It was only like our third time to hang out and he told me straight up that he was not interested in me--so much for that, haha! ACU will always and forever remind me of Kyle Jones. The funny thing is I only knew Kyle for the last two months that he was at ACU. Out of the years and years that I have had relations with this school, it is two months that I base the way I look and feel about it.

Well, enough of me procrastinating...it's time to study. So long.