[too bored for a title]

Effectively, September sucks [balls.] Disregard my previous post about it being a good month. It sucks. In retrospect, September has been a shitty month since I turned 12, so it's absurd for me to have come up with the idea that September is a good month...where is my mind?

On Saturday I planted five rows of vegetables. The first was an alternation of Swiss chard and Burgundy bush beans, the second a row of leafy lettuce, the third a row of beets, the fourth a row of butterhead lettuce, the fifth a row of carnival carrots. None have sprouted as of yet, but I'm hopeful.

Driving home yesterday, I encountered two sets of double rainbows, on different occasions, as well as one in the morning as I drove to work. Those are the moments that keep me in Hawaii, despite all of its challenges. That and being able to enjoy the calm and mystery of the night without freezing to death.

I spent the afternoon at the state library, searching for something to prepare myself with for my upcoming classes. I'm reviewing cell biology for what seems like the umpteenth time, this time with a focus on plants instead of humans. My german anatomy professor's droning voice keeps rumbling around in my head as I read across words like "actin filament" and "microtubule." As much as I try to deny having learned anything in Germany, I did retain a substantial amount of information. It's surprising and embarrassing all at once. Well, this time around I'm approaching biology with the ease of it being in my own language (I consider English mine) and it's so much more enjoyable. I'm starting to remember that I actually do like science... Germany seemed to knock all sense and joie de vivre out of me and now I'm [hopefully] back on track.

I have officially 2 months of teenager-dom left, and officially 2 weeks until the Hannas arrive from Sweden. Officially 2 days until the weekend and 2 minutes until I pass out...