Hello 371

Yes, I've reduced you all to a number. Class number 371, to be more specific. By senior year, any 'first day' jitters have far been done away with, and I'm left more with a general curiosity about who hides behind the screens of our classroom.

I generally sit in the front row, next to Sicily and another classmate, who, by his browsing trends I assume to have a relatively short attention span. I don't know your name yet, but give me time : )
Isn't it odd how almost all of us revert to the same seating patterns after that initial day of class? If I sat in the back row would it throw off Kelsey's chi? Or would anyone even notice a simple brunettes' shift of space?

I suppose I'm ahead of myself.

 I'm Lea, a double major in Environmental Study and English Writing, though those are just words that will roll over you. I spent a large portion of my time in South America, studying a river system in Patagonia facing severe environmental degradation due to Goliath, HidroAysen, an international mega-corporation pushing to construct five hydroelectric dams on the most powerful and most ancestral rivers in Chile.

This, and other water rights issues, dominate my mindset 97 percent of the time.

The remaining three percent of capacity seems to love doing extreme sports on horses, travel, red rock, tea and Edward Abbey, mountaintops, indelicate things, and the way the sun feels on my skin as it filters through the fingers of a Pine still draped in Montana dawn.

Ask me anything, I'm an open book.