Last Minute Panic Blog

Done exams yay! Going to my parents for 3-4 days in about 10 minutes. I'm waiting for my ride ride now, they'll be here any second. The vehicle is broken again, I put 2 grand into it for no reason, down the toilet. Stranded for the holidays unfortunately but oh well. I'm going to love these next two weeks! Can't wait for the holidays. Rides here.

The End Nears

This semester is finally coming to an end. I have finals next week. I’ve been working my butt off to finish a whole bunch of projects that are due right before exams. It seems very rushed, like the instructors forgot how close the exams are. I have three huge projects due four days before my first final, that doesn’t leave as much time to study as I’d like. I’m doing little else but school work right now. I’ve been trying to get things done early so I’ll have more time to study later. I can’t wait for Christmas holidays. Two weeks with nothing to stress about, oh I am going to love it. I’m counting the minutes.

Winter

I sit here satiate, stuffed after a birthday feast and home late from visiting my parents. My fingertips tingle as I type, still warming up from the cold night air. It is a particularly cold night and I just finished helping my sister move a dresser into her apartment while woefully underdressed. I enjoyed the drive home and seeing the snow piled up in the meridians, it makes me feel peaceful. I can’t believe the amount of snow we’ve had over the past few days.

I think its funny how, now that winter is really here, it doesn’t seem to bother me much. I was dreading this winter more than usual for some reason. The temperature change was bothering me more this fall. Maybe it’s just the beginning of these drastic transitions that bother us; once we get the chance to get used to them they aren’t so bad. I think I would miss the snow if I moved somewhere warmer.

I am awake solely for the laundry I’m doing. I wait for it to finish washing so I can throw it in the dryer before bed. While I wait I’m listening to hand-picked, quality tunes and grooving quietly as I sip on the last two beers I had in the fridge. Debating what to do, and not in the mood to do anything over stimulating, I find myself here, writing this and making use of the time. I think that’s neat.