It's Spring.

On Sunday, we had some really insane weather. I always seem to be the last person to know, too, and I usually find out from my roommate either via text or Facebook (usually because she's letting me know she's spending the night at home instead of venturing out in the bad weather). No sooner had I received my roommate's message about bad weather than I looked out the window and noticed it was dark. Really dark. Scary dark. And then came the tornado warning, interrupting my regularly scheduled FOX News, and then the wind. Lots of wind. Strong wind. And then the hail, which I at first thought was rain. I ended up closing my blinds for fear that the hail would break the window. The sky was almost constantly lit up with lightning, and if I were at home, I probably would have thought it was cool. Funny how one's perspective changes all of a sudden when one is all alone. In the end, all was well, aside from a small tornado on campus. Thankfully, it was on a field, so there was no damage.


This is Albright Lake after the storm. Sometimes it gets bigger. Today I could have taken a photo of Albright River. My friend once lost one of her flip flops (and a pack of cigarettes) to Albright River.