I'm feeling the urge to write. I'm not working on anything in particular right now - I edited a bit of what I started for NaNo back in November, but I haven't had the energy to actually heed my own comments and make some changes. I want to start something new. This is what I do - start something and get totally into it, then let it sit for a while, lose interest and move on. The difference is that I haven't really wanted to start anything new in a while, and now I do. This is good.
I'm feeling the urge to write, to start something new and see where it takes me.
It's crunch time! (I am so lame.) So basically I have not had a full night's sleep in three days and I STILL have three final papers to write and I also have five exams in one week and why am I still awake right now?
The next two weeks will be hell. I still don't have a summer job either. Added to a suddenly sketchy apartment Internet connection and I will probably be absent from this place for some time. Unless someone wants to proofread my papers on Herbert, Hardy, and Wordsworth.
I've been watching Oz while taking breaks and HOLY CRAP it is so amazing. Violent and weird, but great. Recommended!
New colours, because I am bored. I also need a new haircut, a new wardrobe, and a new life, not necessarily in that order. I think all this Victorian literature is getting to me.
I actually have nothing to say as per usual, just feel the urge to ramble somewhere or other. Crazy Roommate continues to be crazy. I'm starting a countdown to the end of this hellish semester. Not long now. Unfortunately, I still don't have a summer job, but let's not worry before we have to on that front, right?
I finally made it
I made a clean getaway...
For some reason that's what I want to do right now, get in a car and drive off somewhere with a suitcase. Start fresh. I can't drive and don't have a car, but details don't matter! Road trip!
I should go to bed.
WHERE HAS THE SUN GONE?!
Seriously, I think it has been snowing here for three days. This is getting ridiculous. What if it never stops? At the back of my apartment is a little unshoveled courtyard thingie, which my room looks out onto, and the snow is halfway up my window! Granted, we're on the first floor, BUT STILL. That's like four feet of snow. Help me, please.
So it's the perfect weather to barricade myself inside with hot chocolate and finish all of my Kierkegaard and Romantic poetry readings, right? That explains why I've been watching America's Next Top Model all weekend.
This week I'm just... meh. I'm back at school, oh-so-wonderful as always (total sarcasm right there) and I just feel so lonely. It's all this snow that keeps falling, the heat that doesn't work in my apartment. I haven't been warm since October.
Oh god, here I go again. I can just tell that I'm about to embark upon a massive session of feeling sorry for myself. Can someone smack me and get me back to reality here? I have poetry to read and papers to write.
I really need something new to happen. My life is too structured: classes, home, studying. Some occasional apartment hunting. BORING.
I want to sleep for about a week and wake up to spring. And I really want to wear my new red shoes. ;)
"It's your gradual descent into a life you never meant..." <-- this song is amazing.
Last night my friend took me to see the Spice Girls concert here in Toronto. Oh my goodness. It was so much fun! OK, so they're the Spice Girls but man, that is the music of my childhood and that awkward age where you first start to appreciate music, and I LOVE THEM. Posh Spice is obviously the most fabulous person in the world. She wore sunglasses at one point and walked down the stage like it was a runway. She hardly did any singing, just stood there looking fierce. I loved it.
That's about all that's going on. I'm on my week-long break from school (THANK GOD) and I'm not doing a whole lot of anything. It's wonderful.