It’s snowing again today and while my first instinct is to curl up with a familiar movie, cuddle the cat and drink hot chocolate, I can’t do that.
I have a French final in approximately… 4.5 hours that I haven’t studied for. So here I am, self-exiled in the University Centre until 7pm where I will go and wish I’d never decided to minor in French.
Good news: my roommates Dad hired someone to do all our snow clearing for us! Weeeoooo. No more bad backs, maybe.
I’m getting so spoiled by people doing work for me. I don’t know what I’ll do when there isn’t a hired service available for everything.
Can you chew my food for me? No? Oh darn.
Pretty sure one of my roommates feels like she has no obligations. I am not a hired service, however. I have just as many exams as you, though admittedly not in nursing, but come on. At least rinse off your effin dishes so I don’t have to wash them twice, ok.
I miss my cat.
And my Mom.
And my best friends.
I haven’t been able to fall asleep until 6am the past two nights and some people have said this is because of stress, but I haven’t been worrying nearly as much as I should be. Is the stress hiding? Is it a secret? I don’t know, maybe.
Come 3 o’clock I’m going to study straight. Start thinking ahead. After my test I will read until the roommate and I go home where I will promptly go to bed, get up early and read all day again. Then, by Saturday afternoon I’ll be over halfway done, with two English exams under my belt. I can spend Saturday afternoon working on Christmas gifts, and writing stories, and blogging about them.
Make immediate future goals that you can accomplish swiftly and feel good about.
My first piece of advice to myself.
Time to take my own advice.
Good day to you all, Happy Holidays, hope your snow storm is merry and bright.
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.
On a side note, I love being woken up to texts about beautifully dreadlocked boys.
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!