Holiday from Real

Despite my lack of updating over the winter break, the views on this blog managed to stay up pretty well.

I was impressed.

I don’t know who you people are who wander here nearly every day, but thanks for dropping by!

I spent my Christmas vacation holed up in my mother’s basement playing video games until 3 in the morning where I would then movie to bed and read silly fanfictions until 4-5 in the morning. I would fall asleep only after my laptop battery died and forced me to go to sleep, with my cat cuddled into my leg and I wouldn’t wake up until somewhere in between 12:30 and 3.

Needless to say it is going to be hard to get out of that routine.

Now, I am back in my house in St. John’s, sitting in my room in my new computer chair, waiting to see if perhaps Jeff Peach is going to come over and hang out until it’s time to go to the Village and browse and be sad about my life because I can’t find a hard copy of Valkyrie Profile for the PSX anywhere, then returning to Lauras and playing video games all night and playing with Pete and spending some quality time with my new file on FF9.

That’s right, I started another file of Final Fantasy 9.

I’ve owned this copy of the game for 10 years now (this year will be my 11th) and it is by far my most prized possession. The cut scenes skip and freeze and will then skip themselves in their entirety, something I get really nervous that it’s going to completely break, but I still play it. I know most of the secrets and have done nearly all of the side quests, and I still find so much enjoyment from it.

However,  when I first moved here I let some people play it and afterwards when I went to continue myself the screen wouldn’t load after I walked into a room and I got so upset, because I was playing the game through and attempting to do as much as I could in one go.

So, after playing copious amounts of Harvest Moon I loaded up FF9 and started a new file, and that is what I plan to do.

Of course, I also plan on reading The Lovely Bones before the 15th, reading a few more Anita Blake books, keeping up on my writing and doing well in coursework, so this semester is going to be a bit busy.

I started a new project for myself.
I know a lot of people who do the 365 photography project, and there’s the indieVISUAL journal challenge for 2010. Essentially, instead of keeping a journal for the 365 days of the year, the challenge is to draw a picture that sums up the day every single day of the year.

There’s been one instance where I drew the picture after 12am, but I hadn’t been asleep yet, and another where I just drew two on the same page, so so far it hasn’t been going to well, but I’m hoping that being back out here will have a more positive effect on the project.

I’m really excited to have something like this to devote just a little bit of time every single day to.

I went to sleep this morning at 6am and woke up naturally before my alarm at 8. I didn’t nap on the four hour ride out here from my mother’s house. Instead, I was full of energy, fighting the urge to sing at the top of my lungs in the back seat. I wanted to sing, and dance, and read so much.

Now, as I am writing this I am even falling asleep, and feeling sick, and it isn’t good.

I should probably take a nap though.

Let it go on the record that I am going to miss my cat so freaking badly.

These past few nights she has cuddled me so thoroughly it broke my heart because she never does that. I left her at home limping au cause de  je ne sais pas, and looking sad because a) I was leaving or b) she thought she was going to have to go into the car again.

I won’t see her again until Easter, and if I am correct in my assumption that the Final Fantasy concert is close to Easter break, then I won’t see her until I get out of school for the summer in April.

I am going to go consult with friends and take a nap because I am sitting up and warm and just want to sleep more than anything.

I’ll probably dream of fighting monsters on the trunk of Cleyra. (A little FF9 reference for you.)

Emma.

New Years Resolutions:

-Make fewer jokes about poop
-Swear less
-Lose enough weight to be a dress size 8 (that’d be losing 3-4 dress sizes)
-Get better grades.

Tibb’s Eve

I’m assuming most everyone reading this won’t realise that today is Tibb’s Eve- defined as ‘a day or two before Christmas.’ It’s essential the Eve of Christmas Eve.

Since I’ve been home I have done nothing except watch the Scream Channel (or Dusk), play Harvest Moon, wrap the christmas gifts my mom and step-dad have for each other, and bake cookies. I made oatcakes yesterday, and even dipped them in chocolate. Now, of course, my mother has put them away and I can’t. find. them.

Annoyed.

Needless to say this break has been going pretty well. Yesterday was the first day I got out of my pyjama’s since I got here. I mailed a card to my father and played Harvest Moon for a ridiculous amount of time. Then, I registered for Tetris Friends and played that for an unacceptable amount of time. There are only so many falling blocks I can take before I feel silly.

This has been the latest I’ve gotten up since I’ve been home, too. I woke up an hour ago.

Barry (step dad) and I drove into Gander to get stocking stuffers for my mom, because she always buys them for herself since none of us realised that someone had to do that.

My brother and I got mom a silver heart shaped locket with ‘MOM’ engraved on the front, and when we meet  up  Christmas Day he’ll have pictures of the three of us to put in it. I’m pretty sure she’ll bawl her eyes out when she gets it.

Now, I am about to start playing either Tetris or Harvest Moon again, and when my mom gets home she’ll have more gifts for me to wrap. For now, I am watching the Watcher in the Woods, another scary movie dating from 1980. Should be a time. (I’ve only watched one holiday movie this season).

Merry Christmas, everyone.

Emma

i like the snow and all but

I really don’t like the shovelling aspect.

I fell down the stairs nearly three years ago and hit my back really hard, and it has never really gotten better all the way.

In any case, last night I shoveled off the steps and a path to the road with the intention of finishing it today so that my roommate could drive right in

I woke up an hour ago and she’s out there shoveling now with some random old man helping her.

My other roommate is shut in the bathroom studying, and I am sitting here attacking casette tapes, reading manga with my bangs still curly looking like an eight year old.

I find this oddly funny.

I have a final in two days, and two two days after that. At some point between the third final being finished and the next final, on the 16th, I am going to make a post about the christmas gifts I’m making.

For now, I doubt that any blog post between now and then will be anything of substance. I am going to attempt to make my bedroom study central, rathat than the funzone it usually is.

I’m glad there’s snow, but there’s so much of it I am in the Christmas spirit NOW. I really really don’t want to do work.
I like snow in December and January, after that is just looks dirty, and there’re no lights to sparkle and add colour.

Gotta deal with it though. 18 days or something like that til christmas? 11 days til I go home for the holidays.

wooo

On a side note, I love being woken up to texts about beautifully dreadlocked boys.

hello december

It’s nice to see you, December, and I mean that.

It means that in three days my classes will be completed for the year, which means that in 17 days, all my finals will be over, which means that in 18 days I will be back in my mothers house being fed and kept warm and cuddling my cat.

Which means that in 24 days is Christmas, which means a bit of holiday cheer seeing my family for the first time in months, some of them the first time in years!

So yes, I am a bit happy to see you, December.

It hasn’t snowed here since October, except for the bit of snow we had on Remembrance Day, that has been it, I think. I’d appreciate if it didn’t snow until we left, or at least if it does, to hold off a little bit.

We never got snow days until the new year, and it was so much fun waking up early to discover gigantic snowstorms and gathering in one friends room in the dark of early morning and checking the cancellation page over and over to see our classes cancelled and then eventually the whole day.

I’m looking forward to fun like that.

For now, I am staying home sick, and I can’t seem to stop sneezing. I’ll be writing stories and a paper for the end of year all day, of course the paper will extend into the next couple of days.

I hope December treats you all well, and I hope your final exams go okay!

Emma