It's one of those days where I've been ready to go to bed since about 6:30pm.
I've somehow managed to keep myself awake for the four hours that have occurred since then.
I'm not sure how I managed to do it. I was so tempted to just curl up in bed and sleep forever, but that would mean that I would wake up at an awkward time in the wee hours of the morning and that would just be bad. So I forced myself to stay up until now, where I am finally ready to fall asleep.
But I have to get this blogpost written first. Oi.
Regardless, it's been a weird weekend. I came out of class on Friday not knowing what I had to do for homework this weekend. To my knowledge, I had no Graphic Design homework, History was cancelled so all my homework due Friday was now due Monday, and my Latin professor hadn't told us what we needed to have completed for Monday. To this date (10:24pm on Sunday night), I still don't know what I technically have to get done in Latin. On the schedule, it just says "Chapter 8, details TBA" for this week. So, class will undoubtedly be interesting tomorrow. I ended up winging it.
As far the weekend went, it was very odd. I had almost no homework to do. I didn't know what to do with my time. It felt like I was spending my time doing virtually nothing.
It was still a good weekend. I suppose you could say I've become a coffee drinker -- I went to a coffeeshop near campus with my friend Katie yesterday to catch up and have coffee, and I got a s'more mocha latte, because it sounded freaking amazing, and it was actually pretty good. I enjoyed it. So that was my first cup of coffee. I've made tentative plans with Katie to hang out again soon, which makes me really happy. I didn't get to spend nearly enough time with her last year, so it will be nice to see her more frequently this year.
And then my family visited me today and brought me food and granola and my mom fixed my coat and I'm very happy.
I'm also really excited for this term to be over. I'm enjoying my classes, don't get me wrong, but we've reached the point in the year where I'm ready for new classes. I think it's really just that I miss literature classes a lot. I love writing and reading and analyzing. Hell, I even miss writing essays. If it's an essay about some kind of literature, I will probably enjoy writing it.
But we get to select classes in a couple weeks, and I am ridiculously happy. Next term should be enjoyable.
Have a good week, everybody. Midterm grades come out Monday, and I'm not too nervous. I'm feeling pretty good about all my classes.
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