Earthquakes and Debates...Oh Boy

So, in New Hampshire, we felt an earthquake that came from Maine. I genuinely was wondering if the wall was really shaking, and if I was losing my mind (it has been a long day, kids). I also thought that maybe it was a potential gas explosion or runaway truck. In any case, I was worried just because I was cooking dinner and didn't want to burn myself on the stove. Nonetheless, I ignored it, thinking I was just sleep deprived. Yeah, good instincts right there. I should not live on an active plate.

You want to know how I found out? My boyfriend messaged me on Facebook.

"Is everything ok? I heard about the earthquake."

My literal reaction was "What the hell is he....Ahhh, I did feel the apartment shaking."

Yes, it took a message from Mar del Plata, Argentina to let me know what's going on. I really should not live in an earthquake zone.

But, you know what's more entertaining than my reaction? Reactions on Facebook after a small earthquake. Some of the statuses are quite entertaining.

We don't have a lot of action here in New Hampshire, please be understanding.

Anyhow, if there's an aftershock during the presidential debate, I will not be thrilled. It can wait until the debate ends. Then by all accounts, sure tectonic plates, shift all you want.

Just please don't kill me. I like living.

Bleh Day, at least weather wise.

Top of the morning to you all, folks.

So, here in good ol' New Hampshire, the weather's kinda blah. Which mean that having my morning cup of coffee outside is not nearly as enjoyable. So, I'm blogging, to fill the void.

I realized this morning that I'm about halfway through my summer right now. First off, that's pretty cool, in the sense that I'll be starting a new part of my college career soon. But at the same time, I'm wondering: Where did all the time go? I mean seriously, I feel like yesterday I was stressing over finals. From my freshman year. God help me, based on that, I'll be a geriatric soon. EEEEEEEEHH.

I bet you're wondering what brought this on. Well, I'm having a lot of stuff going on over the next few weeks. For instance, I'm attending a transfer student orientation. Then, my Mom's having surgery, and that has me kinda worried. Hysterectomy, folks. And fibroids don't make that any cakewalk. Then literally about 4 weeks later, I'm done at my old school and begin at the new one. While I'm definitely excited, I know I'll miss some of my friends. I'll miss Shannon a.k.a. Ernie, who was always my dinner date. I'll miss all of the old orientation leaders. And I won't lie, I'm kinda pissed I'll won't be seeing my "Lord of the Rings" buddy Bryan, but that's my own doing, since I'm going home when he comes up to visit. Besides, it's for the better, he's going off to work with Invisible Children. That guy's going to save the world, I'm telling you now. Or he's going to chill on a beach with puppies. Trust me, he likes puppies. Actually, he likes all baby animals, for that matter...moving on.

There are just some many friends to name, I don't even know where to start. But there will be new ones made. Crap, my Facebook friends list is going to get a hell of a lot bigger. Damn it, I don't like micromanaging my life. I spend way too much time on that site as it is.

But, they'll be fine, and I'll be fine I'm just in. existential thought this morning. But, I know you read this for my interesting rants, not my stoner-like thoughts. I still need to upload photos, since my camera's no longer missing. I also need to give an update on how my terra potta garden's going. I'm kind of a plant nerd, if you couldn't tell. I also need sugar. That's mandatory. God help me if I become diabetic.

So, with that, I'm peacing out with this thought provoking question for you: Black tea, or herbal?