Le ramble of le feelings and new beginnings

Ah, so the school year is over.... Huzzah!! For some reason that makes me feel like blogging. I have yet to post my mostly-written blog about the linguistics conferene, but I'd still rather just post a random blog about life. It's hard for me to talk about feelings. There is such a chaotic conglomeration of colors and sounds that make up my feelings most the time that to describe them is a hopeless waste of time.. I'm sure you (le reader) understand. we are, after all, human :P Which makes me wonder. If we humans are made in God's image, doesn't that mean that God may oftentimes feel conflicts in his emotions too? I don't know. I'm no theologian, though there seems to be some evidence for this in Isaiah, and Hosea, and other books. Which this just makes me love God even more. I think it's funny how sometimes we attribute God with the emotional range of a teaspoon (thank you Hermione), when he's the one that emotion and feeling came from. God changes his mind too. But anywho. Back to my first idea. It feels like right now is a new beginning. School is over and I'm super excited to start working, writing again (that's a WHOLE 'nother story, no pun intended), reading, and spending time with my family and friends.. Things are changing so quickly, and sometimes it seems as if I am a bystander on the bank of a mountain river, swollen to bursting with the melting frost coming down the mountains. But this is entirely untrue. Perhaps the real truth of the matter is that I am a person flowing down the river, with the trees and the rocks and the snow and ice melting so quickly, draining into the river, creating a new torrent that will flow somewhere new. I know, I know, I'm using all these metaphors... I've met a few people who think metaphors and similes are rather silly-- after all, why not just go to the heart of things, to the bones of what you are trying to say? Well, It may be just me, but I think better in pictures. There is so much more depth to describing a raging mountain stream, ice-cold and flowing down to give new life (however distant, down to the valley floor it may be), than just saying "I've got a feeling new things are coming. Yup. It'll be crazy, crazy good, and crazy bad." Which is an entirely good way of talking... But it does leave something to be visually desired. But! In honor of straight-talk, I will end with this. I need to go finish the dishes, finish my college applications, and I'm feeling very apprehensive about the whole thing. And oh, I want to get a book of Nietzsche's so I can see what the "tortured genius" is all about. Yeap. Have a lovely day :)