Good and Bad News

Hey everyone-

Well, the good news is my meteorology skills have improved about two-fold. And back in New England, I was one of those card-carrying NOLA weather spotters, so I was better than the average 18 year old girl.

The bad news is it doesn't do wonders for my nerves. I neurotically check intellicast and weather.gov, only to find things like this (taken from intellicast.com): And I start to say to myself "okay, if pressure from Hanna alleviates a bit, it'll just hit FL", but I don't want to wish a hurricane on FL. Then I thought "well if it hits Cuba dead on (which now it looks to be doing), then it'll slow down!" but I remember they REALLY don't need another hurricane. I just want it to go away.

And NOT hit NOLA. Two potential hurricanes your first month of senior year is nasty. This never happened in New England!

Love,
may

Hurrication

Okay, I have a minute because I still make freshman in college mistakes. A victory Doctor Pepper is NOT the way to celebrate packing up your room if you planned on sleeping after. Especially if your roomie (who happens to be one of your best friends in the world even after just a week) made the same epic mistake. I think we'll be up for a bit.

Packing up is right. My room hasn't looked this clean since the day I walked into it. Besides the Einstein poster, which is way away from the window (around where the picture was taken) and Meg's suitcase on the ground, we're all packed up. This is nuts because a few short hours ago, our room was a mess...maybe the good that's come out of Gustav so far is the motivation for me and Meg to clean our room (and take a break to take about 160 pictures with the "NO ME GUSTAV" window paint over our window, because we are proud of ourselves).

So tomorrow I get to evacuate with my boyfriend and my roommate to Dallas. In case you haven't seen the projection of this storm, you can see it here, taken from the Weather Channel site.













New Orleans is right in the middle, and the storm is moving very slowly (which is not good), but my dad made a valid point. When he is golfing and there's a big tree in the way, he aims for the tree, as he's bound to go to the left or right.

In Fitchburg, I worry about storms maybe a few hours before ("Canobie Lake trip tomorrow instead? Looks like there's a system coming through"), and even in this summer, when it rained every day (is that still going on, folks, or did I take that weather pattern with me?), we never had to evacuate, the most I had to do was move a tree that fell down in my driveway!

More evacuation news and pictures to come.

<3may