Verbosity on Occasion

"Emotional Rollercoaster: Being excited and disappointed, ecstatic and dejected, all at once, it's draining. But at least I've got excited and ecstatic!" -my away message.

Ok, I know better than to put all my eggs in one basket, but it's a really quality basket that needs a little patching but nothing I'm not more than capable of providing and I can see it holding all my eggs for a real long time.

I know not to county my chickens before they've hatched, but this time I think I might be looking at a prize rooster, the kind that makes it all worthwhile and you can really be happy caring for.

I've heard not to attribute to malice what can be explained by mistake, but the longer I wait for feedback the more I fear the worst.

I know a bird in hand is worth two in the bush but I worried for so long about getting my fingers pecked that the good birds are migrating and it seems only the turkeys and dodos are left.

The grass IS greener on the other side of the fence, but I'm not really a green-grass type these days.

And lastly, A stitch, in time, saves nine. Nine e-mails that I wouldn't be fretting over if I had just been gutsy enough in the first place.

Fortune favors the Brave after all, and one is the lonliest number.

Adam

I peeked open a bleary eye, a blue light cast an eerie glow around the blinds, predawn. I risked a glance outside, peach beams graced the roof of the building opposite, the sun was rising on Nov. 12, as most everyone surely expected it to do, but for some it was a day much anticipated. Suppressing a rush of excitement I rolled myself over and attempted to force calm, I knew it was too early for me to arise, I would want to be well rested today. I tried a litany for calm,
"To Believe in the Life of Love, To Walk in the Way of Honor, To Serve in the Light of Truth, this is the Creed of our Fraternity, this is the Creed of Sigma Nu." Oops, that didn't help, not on this day. I rolled back onto my back and stared blindly out, thinking about what was coming, of course my eyes slowly focused on the stately draped flag of Black, White, and Gold, a serpent knowed in the center. Black for Honor, White for Truth, Gold for Love, that's what my book said. "Oh Serpent, I'll be seeing you today for certain," I thought to myself. I recalled as I often did looking at old sly that our battle was ongoing, Adam to crush his head, he to strike my heel, yet I would proudly pin him to my chest just the same, and today he would be my quiet reminder. I tried to quiet all of these thoughts, the much abused collegiate voice of reason insisting that sleep was more important at this point than the steady stream of Sigma Nu thoughts working its way through my mind, but of course I didn't listen, not for this. A melody stood out from the jumble of my semi-conscious thoughts, "Brothers in Sigma Nu united, Brothers who by the Sword were Knighted..." I hummed it quietly to myself, "Oh yes, today we shall see..."

Who am I, Sir?
A Fraternity Man, am I
A Sigma Nu, Sir
and will be until I die.