Bitter Cold with a Happy Ending

Hello, dear Readers! It's currently 2:18 in the morning, I've finished all my homework, and I have no desire to go to bed.

Today was one of those freezing-cold-with-a-gray-sky type of days. I was expecting it to be a little warmer, because it's Texas. In October. Oh, well. Nothing I can't handle.

Except for me, being the idiot that I sometimes am, decided to wear shorts this morning. 

I still really don't know what possessed me to think that shorts were a good idea. Maybe because I knew that I had color guard practice today...? But I survived. And changed into sweats the first chance I got. I proceeded to wear said sweats for the rest of the day (besides practice).

Where does that happy ending come from, you ask? Well, my guard captain, who gives me rides and feeds me tacos took me by Sonic where we ordered drinks to go. I was pretty thrilled; I never get to go to Sonic anymore!

On another note, my family is coming down this weekend! It's hard to explain just how excited I am, because I haven't seen these folks since August! Which, for me, is quite a long time. Two months, as a matter of fact.

Also this weekend? Homecoming. Probably one of the craziest times of the year here at Baylor. Between all the activities of the week and the return of the alumni and other visitors, Friday and Saturday are jam-packed with events, leaving no room to breathe.

But I'm excited. I've been to Baylor Homecoming before, but it's my first time as a student here. Plus, there's the fact that I get to march in the parade too. (Unfortunately, this means that I can't swing dance in the parade. My aerials partner is not amused.)

Have you ever seen a two in the morning face? 

Well, now you have. Now don't you feel edumacated? 

I really do need to get around to posting some real photography on here. Last weekend was Fall Break (aka "You get a Friday off! Plus your weekend! Yay!"), so while almost everyone went home to see their families, I got some photography practice in. Plus I tried a Whataburger burger for the first time.

I feel like an accomplished individual. Here's a shot from the trek to Whataburger.

Foreboding storm clouds as I cross over a six lane highway. Sounds like a mini-adventure to me!