Either Way My Pants Still Fit

“There was a boy named Eustace Clarence Scrubb, and he almost deserved it.”

----The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by C.S. Lewis

What a way to begin a book. Round of applause for C.S. Lewis.

I can hardly remember what it felt like to be discouraged. I have 6 weeks left to go—of compulsory schooling, that is. I’ve been tinkering with this page bit by bit (I’m trying to peg my essence while simultaneously making it appealing and marketable) so I hope ode de Rachel hasn’t proven too stinky in its early stages. We’ll get there.

My past week has held 3 field trips, tie-dye, picky penguins, soccer, and the simple perfection that is white cotton. Details? Yes, I suppose they would help to clarify.

Tuesday—I Cantori (the advanced mixed choral ensemble) visited Piedmont to practice Britten’s Rejoice in the Lamb for the first time with our new organist

Thursday—I Cantori performed Rejoice in the Lamb, scored straight Superiors, melted faces, and I had Zaxby’s and O’Charley’s all in the same day (still recovering)

Friday—Chem II went to the Georgia Aquarium clad in coordinating done-it-ourselves tie-dye. Oh, and the picky penguins? Those bad birds would try nibblies of each fish the nice trainer handed them and would then promptly spit them out.

Later that evening—I went to my boyfriend Cam’s soccer game with our two besties: Amber and Andrew and learned all about fowls and how there are only certain kinds of pushing aloud. We came back to my house and watched Rat Race while Cam and Andrew worked their way through one free coupon’s worth of Outback’s Blooming Onion and Pumpernickle bread. (I refrained, was still recovering from Zaxby’s, O’Charley’s and the Varsity we had to eat for lunch earlier that day).

Saturday—Slept in until 10:30 and then went to the Brenau Spirit Day with Amber, my bff and future roomie, and toured dorms. I managed to tuck away a little bit of BBQ in the dining hall and Pakistani later that evening when we went over to friends for dinner.

I will probably never need to eat again.

Oh, wait, I already have. Because today after church I went to the mall and picked out my exquisite white cotton graduation dress and had a kid’s meal at Little Tokyo.

And a Great American Cookie.

I suppose I’ve walked, sung, and cheered off all those extra calories.

Either way my pants still fit.