Loving life

I am back at school now and pretty much juggling academic work, enough sleep and enough money without much hassle. I like being like this. I like being busy, I like being occupied. It bothers me that I was never like this when I was starting university. Too fast, too much I would say (also indirectly quoting Jesse McCartney's song Crash and Burn).


I just like myself better these days. I am out there, I'm taking chances, I'm making new friends. School work does drive me insane but it feels a little like euphoria - like I'm used to the hustle and bustle and it all melts away into a well-timed symphony.

I'm volunteering and loving every minute of it - I volunteer to walk teaching dogs and I also volunteer to socialize with small animals. Even though I don't get paid, it is a very rewarding experience. I can't believe I didn't do it earlier. Especially socializing with small animals such as rabbits, rats and guinea pigs. I don't usually go in the rabbit room because they're very scared and shy - I go to the rats because they are all up for some lovin' and a few volunteers go to the rat room because well... they don't like them and they're not as cuddly and as appealing as the rabbits or guinea pigs (which are all lies, by the way. The rats are so cute).  And the rats are pathogen-free and will probably be the cleanest rats I will ever hold in my entire life, so I'm not complaining. And they like my singing... or so I think. I was whistling "Yesterday" by the Beatles when I was playing with them and they perked up and well, seemed to like it. Haha, or maybe not. But they're just adorable and I can't wait to see them tomorrow!

I have also seemed to grow a pair of balls and now trying to talk (or have talked) to guys I like. Improvement? I bloody think so.

Ramblings

Sick for the second time this summer. I don't get it. I've been pretty healthy when I was in school and now it seems as if the plague is after me. Ugh. Well I shouldn't complain, it's not like I have a job or life that I would miss because of this sickness or anything.

On the brighter side of things, my mother bought Buckley's Complete and I've been chugging that stuff down as long as the dosage will allow. I love that stuff, it's like drinking liquid Vicks Vaporub (weird, I know. But it is soothing!). I have never had it before and I thought that it would taste like Jaegermeister, all herb-y and whatnot, but nope. It's like drinking Strepsils and Vicks. Speaking of Jaeger, I actually miss that stuff. I wouldn't buy it of course, but it was such a sure way to get hammered during my freshman year in university. I don't know what happened, but all I remember was that my floor mate poured shot after shot for me and the next thing I knew was that I was dancing with some unnamed boy. Well I think I remember his name. Eck, that was two years ago. Moving on...

I've watched three movies today. Yes, three movies. I'm that bored. I watched Bend It Like Beckham on cable this morning and I was sighing all over Jonathan Rhys Meyers from the moment he cropped up. Then I watched The Namesake with Kal Penn during lunch and then Eddie's Million Dollar Cook-Off after dinner with my mom and brother. Oh dear. I'm so bored. I'm supposed to be studying for my license. But I've accepted the fact that I'll never drive and just rely on the bus my entire life... until I marry someone who does drive. I'm kidding. I really should study for my license. But there's so much good books to read!

I've been reading the Tudor series by Philippa Gregory, and I am in love. Not with Henry VIII, ick (maybe if he looked like Jonathan Rhys Meyers...). He is such a tyrant. Now I know her novels aren't really historically accurate but there's no denying that the man was crazy. I requested The Queen's Fool from my local library but someone else has it so I also requested The Six Wives of Henry VIII by Alison Weir, I hope it's good. I need something to whet my Tudor era appetite while I wait for The Queen's Fool.


Finally making my mint brownies tomorrow! Too bad I don't have green food coloring (or yellow, since I already have blue here), so they can't look like this

I wanted to make it nanaimo bar-style, with the brownie at the bottom, then the mint icing (I guess mine with either be variations of red and blue since that's all the food coloring I have here, or purple), then a chocolate ganache on top. I probably won't make the ganache, I like saving my chocolate chips for cookies. I'll try to post pictures!

Of Season Finales - Grey's Anatomy Season 7

I know Izzie and George should not be there. What the hell happened to Izzie anyway? I really liked her.

It's been a while, and I'm not really sure whether I fully remember the episode but I shall try my best. I have been watching Grey's Anatomy religiously ever since it came out (okay, I might have missed half a season or something, but I did re-watch everything... I think). If you've watched that epic finale last season, of course you would expect a finale just as amazing or more for this season.

Unfortunately, that is not the case.

I understand that the characters need to grow and whatnot, but there were too many babies this season. While I do adore baby Sofia Robbins Sloan Torres (she's gonna enjoy writing that) and baby Zola with Meredith and Derek, Christina's pregnancy was overkill. I knew she was bound to get pregnant. Too much babies and pregnancies! Are they going to make a Kepner-Stark baby the next season? How about a Lexie baby, a Bailey baby? Ugh. Just too much babies in one season.

Speaking of Christina, which happens to be one of my favorites - I cannot believe that Owen threw her out because she did not want his child. I mean, it's Christina for goodness' sake, just by knowing her you'd know she wouldn't want children. It goes against everything she is, and Owen is stupid for not realizing that. But then again, Christina should have gotten her tubes tied or something if she really did not want kids. And did they even talk about children before getting married? Sigh. Well the episode ended with her scheduling an abortion, and we'll see in Season 8 if she gets it or not, but I think she will. I hope she and Owen patch up things too. I like them together.

Alex prattled to Owen while he was drunk (and possibly still suffering from his job being taken away from him by his "girlfriend") that Mer had meddled in the Alzheimer study she and Derek were doing. She was going to get fired, but then the Chief learned that she did it for his wife, and he settled on suspending her instead. Of course Derek is furious and calls Meredith a bad mother when they have their spat, and he doesn't answer her calls or comes back home to her that night (and most likely for the nights to follow). I've always loved Mer and Der together, but Derek is such an ass sometimes. How dare he call Meredith a bad mother, when she has been trying so hard in preparing to be a good mom to Zola? Ugh. Derek, you need a slap. I understand that what Meredith did compromised his study, but she is still his wife, and that insult was very low. He frustrates me, really.

I hate Sloan in this season. He's just pure ego now. I did not like it when he "gave away" Lexie to Avery. It was rude and unnecessary. I sort of don't like Lexie with Avery either, but now, I don't want Sloan for her. Let's just leave Lexiepedia alone. I like her single.

Congratulations to April Kepner for being Chief Resident! I don't have anything against the Mercy West invaders (as my sister calls them), but I wanted the Chief Resident to be someone from the original cast. I did feel very sorry for her when Owen announced her as the winner, and nobody congratulated her. Poor April.

Teddy and her "husband" - the only thing that I loved in that finale. I knew they were bound to fall in love along the way when she offered to marry him so that he could hop on her insurance. I really thought she was going to be with Andrew and fly off to Germany (or was it Russia?) and they were going to have beautiful "spatzle-eating babies". I mean, I would. I'd go with Andrew, just saying.

More Bailey and her hunky nurse man! She needs a break. I don't want them to get all loopy and romantic but I wish they would show them more, not just at the end of the episode.

This season finale was weird in a sense that it didn't leave me wanting for more, like it did last season. Of course I'll watch the Season 8 premiere, but meh. Could have been better.

Of Season Finales - The Big Bang Theory Season 4

Warning: There are spoilers!

The Big Bang Theory

 

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I love this series, and I've been watching it religiously since my friend showed the Halloween episode from Season 1 in class. I like Big Bang because it's different from the usual series - it's not about teens in high school or teenagers/ young adults in general which I have to say, I am getting sick of (ehem ehem, One Tree Hill, The OC). It's about four nerdy scientists with very different personalities, and I just love all of them. Okay, I'm not going to ramble on about how I love each and every one and explain why, so I'm just going to talk about the season finale from last week.

I feel bad for Leonard because Priya won't introduce him to her parents, but then again I do feel Priya's pain because I have also been the same boat, although for different reasons. I have mixed feelings about Priya, I'm not too sure whether I want her to stay or leave for India. I really thought she was going to stay and live with Leonard. However, I really want Penny and Leonard to be together. Penny was stupid for dumping Leonard when he got serious, but once again I feel Leonard's pain because Penny might not have been ready. Well, we all know from that drunken night that she regrets leaving him.

Penny and Raj sleeping together was so predictable - I knew it was going to happen when the booze started flowing. I didn't like them sleeping together though, it was so weird. It's like the producers didn't know what to do with Raj so they made him sleep with Penny or something. And I really wish Raj would speak to women! Ugh, they better address that issue in the next season.

Howard's insecurities, I find, are a little too immature at this point. He should be happy for (Doctor) Bernadette. But then again, I understand his pain, but he doesn't need to lash it out on his fiancee. I know Howard's constantly teased by how he doesn't have a PhD and Bernie getting her PhD doesn't make it any easier for him, but he should grow up a little 'cause he's getting married! I understand that he feels that it should be him buying Bernie pretty things and being the breadwinner, and I think he should take his PhD too, if it irks him so much. Hell, if I was Howard's position and my fiance would have his PhD in Microbiology and shower me with Rolexes, I wouldn't mind.

NEED. MORE. SHAMY. I love Sheldon and Amy together, I cannot get enough of them. I love how Amy isn't as serious (?) as Sheldon, and I like how she gets along with the girls, Penny and Bernie. Sometimes I think that Amy genuinely likes Sheldon. I don't know, we'll have to see. I am dying for Season 5 already!

Next up: Grey's Anatomy Season 7

His Dark Materials I

I finished Pullman's science fiction fantasy trilogy last night and I was floored. The trilogy is an amazing read, it's right up there with Harry Potter. I have to admit, the beginning was a little slow and confusing for me, and that is why I cannot say that it is better than Harry Potter (I mean come on... nothing can top Harry Potter). But the last few chapters of every book in that trilogy... wow. Pullman definitely knows how to tug at the heartstrings of his readers. I cannot stop praising the series.

I love the second book, The Subtle Knife, the most. For one, I wanted the knife all to myself too (like the hundred people or so after it) but for me, it was the most adventurous-y. Now of course that would be false because the final book was the most adventurous-y, but there was something about the second book that I love so much. Maybe because it was the only book out of the series that I bought brand new, ha ha! I found the first and last book in thrift stores, each costing me less than a dollar and both in good condition. After I read the first book, I was itching to get my hands on the second one but I stopped myself from trekking to Chapters and buying it, for I had exams and assignments and manuscripts to be handed in, and I knew that I would not care for anything once I bought the book. I think it was one of my not so busy days that I wanted to buy some candy from Bulk Barn, and I marched to Chapters before getting myself some candy and bought The Subtle Knife and Darwin's On The Origin of Species. And lo and behold, I did not let that book out of my sight. I brought it with me to class (but I still had the decency to not read while lecture was ongoing, no matter how boring lecture was), while waiting for class, while doing laundry, while on the toilet, etc. You get the point. I think I finished the book from 4 days to a whole week, which was pretty impressive since I always had so much to do when I'm school, and I think I didn't ignore anything or anyone... well, I hope I didn't.

I didn't even mind that the cover art was juvenile (well, it is a children's book).

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I carried that book with me everywhere. I started reading my Origin of Species at the same time too, but I had to put it down since I was recovering from the wrath of Genetics from the previous semester. Why'd I buy the Origin of Species you may ask? I am taking a third-year evolution course with friends in the fall and I didn't want to come back to school stumped and clueless, so I am trying to get ahead, even just a little.

I am going to stop here because I am short on sleep from waking up early to walk my brother to school this morning, but I shall continue!

Let's Get Technical! Or Technological... whatever

Wow, almost a month since my last entry. I would be lying if I said I've been busy. What have I been doing? I think my parents are taking advantage of my 4 month long summer vacation and my mild obsessive-compulsiveness and they're making me rearrange and clean the house.

I'm not professionally diagnosed with OCD. It's just a self-diagnosis. I just have a certain (sometimes side-eye inducing) preference for furniture arrangement and cleanliness.

But what have I been doing aside cleaning? Aha! I've been reading. I shall do an entry about that some other time. I've been reading and looking for work and watching television. Still no calls. I've been calling the employment agency every now and then asking if there's any job that they can hurl my way, and there's none, so far. I mean, I like being at home but I hate it too. And I need money. I need money for school, for books, for school...

University in a foreign place is definitely money-draining. I know I've been here for almost four years now, and I should call it "home", but meh. Still a foreign-ass place if you ask me.

On the topic of this blog, I need new headphones for my iPod. I've also been eyeing a wireless mouse and a task/ computer chair. I used to have the iPod headphones but they broke (what's new). I tried patching them up with electrical tape but that just irritated the hell out of my ear. Then the right earphone completely fell apart when I was in the library. Sigh. I have a Skullcandy one that he gave me for our first Christmas together, but I just feel iffy using the things he has given me, now that we're not together. Besides, that one is broken too, no sound comes out of one of the earphones. So I plan to buy this (while it's on sale)

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They're on sale for around $10, which is alright. I mean, anything on sale is okay with me. The wires are pink which matches my iPod (yes, I am very matchy-matchy! Not really when it comes to clothes) and the headphones themselves are orange. Very girly and summery.

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This is the Microsoft Mobile Wireless Mouse 4000. I don't know how much they are but the 3500's are around $35, so I'm guessing these are going to be a little more pricey. I don't have any issues with the track pad here on my laptop but a mouse would be really handy.

Finally, I'd really like a computer chair. The chair our residence gave us was so bad - its height was disproportionate to the table's height, so I spent many hours studying and crushing my chest against the table edge. Trust me, I've tried everything - from propping myself up with pillows and cushions to every position imaginable. The issue with computer chairs here is (aside from being expensive) is that they don't rise that much! I like studying with my feet dangling, I don't know why. I've found one computer chair that does that, but I didn't buy it because I was going to wait till September rolls around and Staples has their back-to-school sale (oh, the downside of waiting for sales all the time). My dad told me to get a leather chair so that it would be easy to clean. Another downside? Leather is expensive, man! But the chair I liked was leather and it was around $100-$130.

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Why you so expensive?!

But this coming September, I really need one though. I can't imagine studying on that awful chair again.

Just Another Epic Dream

I've been having this dream twice now. It's really cool (well, I think it is, haha) and Harry-Potter themed, and I really wish it would happen in real life... maybe not, since in this dream Voldemort is chasing us through some sort of Vegas-like town.

On a side note, I really need to cut my nails. I can't type with such long awful nails!

My dream opens in a dingy hotel, in a Vegas-like town. Okay maybe a motel, because it looked very run down and not well maintained. It was a big place though, with lots of stories high. I was with people, mostly girls, I have never met before, but their faces looked very familiar, and we were huddling in the middle of the room we were staying in. The room we were in had ten or so beds in it, making it look like a camp room. Our things were stashed in a corner and the room overall was not well kept.

I don't remember what we were talking about, but it was serious business since everyone's faces looked glum and thoughtful. I knew we were being chased by Voldemort, and my best guess is that we needed a new hideout since he was hunting us down, big time. All I remember after that is that someone suggested that we head to Hogwarts and try to spy on Professor Snape and the rest of the Death Eaters. Apparently Voldemort's gang had made Hogwarts their head quarters.

Myself and three others decided to head to Hogwarts and try to figure out what they were doing while the others stayed and kept watch in the motel. I got on my broom with the other three and flew to Hogwarts at dusk in order to keep detection at a minimum. We hid in a cave dug out from a hill that faced the school. It started raining after a while, and then we saw Professor Snape head towards the cave we were hiding in. We didn't know how he saw us or how he knew we were there, but we panicked and we mounted our brooms and headed back to the hotel, knowing that we were seen already.

Hoping that we were not going to be followed, I told our group to lean to the left side while flying because the wind was also blowing in that direction, and we would reach the motel faster. It worked for a while, but the wind separated our group, and I ended up with this girl, let's call her Lilian for the time being. Now Lilian's family seemed to have owned the motel we were staying in because we entered the motel through the main entrance and she told security at the front to just let me in since I was with her.

In the time that we were gone, apparently a huge party started in the motel. And it was a fancy party for a motel, mind you (hence the reason why I still find it difficult to say if we were in a hotel or motel). Everyone was in heels and fancy dresses, and the men were donning tuxedos and some were even in masks, like it was a masquerade ball. Lilian was already sprinting in front of me and half-shouting at me, telling me to get ready for the party. I gave her a wild look but played along nevertheless. When I got to our room, one of the girls who got separated from us warned me that some of the people in party downstairs might be Death Eaters, so I have to be careful. I got dressed and got out of the room, and I remember I was wearing a red and black dress of some sort, and I saw this guy in the middle of the party looking up at me. I could tell in my dream that I like him.

And that is where my dream ends.

Isn't it so lame how it ended that way?! Ugh. The first time I had this dream, pretty much the same thing happened. Isn't it so cool though? It's like a modern Harry Potter... minus Harry Potter.

Home!

Finally back home! Now time to start looking for a job. I can never get a job in this damn town, I hate it. Like hey, look at me! Yes, at me. I've been looking for a job at every place imaginable for 3 years now, mind giving me one? I probably wouldn't care if you gave me the worst shifts or what, because I need money for university. Oh, life, y u so tragic?!

Seriously, someone give me a job, please?

I left my blue curacao and cooking oil back in my university townhouse. I wanna go back and get it, but I don't know. Hopefully my house mate takes them with her and not flush them down the sink. I have had that blue curacao since first year, it's part of me! I'm kidding. But seriously, that stuff is great. And my cooking oil! That bottle is still half full!

I did all my unpacking today. Man, was that a chore. My back hurts, my biceps ache, my thighs are numb. But it's all done and organized, so I'm really glad! I need to buy graduation cards for my friends back home, study for my license, await for my grades...

If I do not get a job this summer, I'm thinking of making my little summer novella. I haven't written stories in a while, and I miss it so much.

I'm also of thinking of putting up beauty tutorials (snort) or something like that here. I have a love-hate relationship with makeup. I don't know. It's something about that stuff. Like you really don't need it, to be honest. But they're just so fun to play with. I have a glitter cream palette from NYX right, and it's the Pretty in Pink one.

I can never, EVER, wear this on a daily basis, but it's just so damn pretty I just had to buy it (don't complain wallet, it wasn't that expensive). I love playing with the glitters when I'm bored. I can wear this on top of a purple smokey eye if I'm going downtown and hitting the bars with the house mates, but how often does that happen? Approximately never. Like once during the entire school year. Fail!

Already Taken

So I just repositioned myself on my chair and every bone on the lower half of my spine cracked. It feels good... but feels weird at the same time. I feel like my bones are going to collapse on themselves one of these days. I remember when I cracked my hip in the library and I felt old. Like "I-need-a-hip-replacement" old. And speaking of hip replacements, they just terrify me. Ugh. Can you imagine something that isn't your bone (or bone at all) stuck up there? But then people get organ transplants all the time, and that doesn't scare me... which is weird.

One more final to go! I just can't wait to go home... and begin the ever-strenuous task of looking for a summer job. I just hate it - every summer I bust my ass trying to look for a job, but I'm never successful. Oh well, here's to hoping I get hired!

My room is a mess. I'm half packing, half studying, but I should study soon. And I should up meet up with my friend to do some pre-final reviewing.

I Refuse (to study)

Seriously, what I am doing? I have two finals on Monday and I'm just chilling, pretty much not doing anything. So I've decided to make a post dedicated to (my) engineer. Let's lighten things up a bit, my previous post is all dark and gloomy and emo-ey.

Friday, (gotta get down on Friday! wow, I did not just do that) April 8.

It was the last day of classes. My friend and I got out of class pretty early, so we decided to head to the University Center or simply the UC, to pass time. Unbeknownst (ooo big word!) to us, the UC was flocked with fourth year engineering students who had their graduating projects/ inventions on display. They were in suits, them fourth years. Nothing looks sexier on a man than a well-fitted suit. Anyway, my friend and I were looking at some projects and didn't really bother to get anything explained to us since we're Science kids and anything beyond Science that involves Physics and how to the world works is pretty much out of our basic understanding, so we decided to sit down in our usual spots - the mangy couches behind the stairs. Before that though, we were looking at a voice-automated bar tending machine, which was pretty cool in my opinion, but the guy who "invented" it wasn't really paying attention to the passersby who were waiting for him to explain his work (but he was just too busy gloating over his "cool" invention, whatever). We were walking towards the project behind the voice automated bar tending machine and trying to read their poster board (something about a stove being powered by plant oil) and one of the guys who did the project jokingly asked us why we looked so confused, and then he proceeded to explain their project to us. He was really nice - I wasn't paying much attention to him for the first couple of minutes or so, but the three of us talked for a quite a while. He asked us what programs we were in, what year we were in, what subjects we were taking, that kind of thing. Then after a while, he shifted his gaze at me, and that's when it hit me.

He was (still is) hands-down gorgeous.

He's blonde, blue eyed, a little taller than me. It hit me like a bus (think Mean Girls!). For the last 7 minutes or so, I talked with him, staring into those beautiful eyes and silently crying in agony, because of all things, he was graduating. Which means, I am never going to see him again. I wish I knew his name, or got his name (and number? Teehee). I had to leave for I had Chemistry, but I swore I wanted to see him again, so right after Chemistry I passed by his stall again and of all things, he was texting. When I got back from the grocery I wanted to pass by him again, but alas, the project exhibition was over. Oh, the pain, the agony. Why are all the hot ones taken, gay, or graduating?

My friend has seen him once after that, and they actually smiled and waved at each other. Oh, the pain, the agony. I have till Wednesday here in school, and I need to see him before I leave  and before he graduates. Determination~!

Finality

I've realized that I can't do any more work for tonight so I'm calling it quits. There is absolutely no reason for me to force myself to study when my brain can't function (what's new).

It's over, it's done. I do have my regrets, but none too grave. As what people say, "Never regret anything, because at that time it was exactly what you wanted". Or something along those lines. Of course it's hard. We were together for a very long time. I shared every tear and laugh and ache with him in that time. He was my everything. Was. But do you know what's harder? When you go back to that kind of mess and it happens again. I don't deserve that, I don't need that.

Sometimes I think that my reasons for ending the relationship is a little shallow - but it's been piling on for a while, and what he did was the cherry on top (in a bad way). I'm young, it's not the end of the world. I'm glad I have very supportive friends who have held me together through this. And with every day that passed by without him - I realize that I am really better off. I laugh harder, I smile more often. I have time for myself, for my friends, for things that actually matter. No more sitting in front of my laptop waiting for him to video call with me while he spends every living minute of his life playing with his online buddies. I then realize all the bull I put up with him, the patience, every moment I grit my teeth when he did something that irked me, and the times I could not lash out. Don't get me wrong, he is a great person. But he has a lot of growing up to do. A lot. I hope he realizes this before his next relationship crumbles the same way as ours did. He has to accept that just because his girlfriend is lenient, doesn't mean he can do things and think she'll just forgive and be all hearts and flowers after. He also has to let go of his past or distance himself from it, and think of appropriate behavior when it comes to his ex-girlfriends. I could go on and on, but he just needs to learn many things about relationships. I get it that you've mostly had flings , but I think it's common sense on what you should do when you're in a "serious" relationship. I have never been in a serious relationship (or any relationship worth mentioning) but I know I treated you right. I may not have given you material things as much as have given me, but I gave you my love and every ounce of it. You know that. I thought about how you would think of my actions before I did anything, because I loved you. You didn't. That's when I knew it was over. Of course I thought how great it would be if you were here, or if I was with someone who was here, but I never did anything that I knew would upset you. I went to parties and was hit on, and I just smiled and carried casual conversations. But you? Remember when you got asked out by a girl and you told her, "I'll think about it"? Oh yeah, do you also remember we were together at that time? How about when you came up to her and told her, "I can't go on a date with you, I kinda have a girlfriend"? Kinda? Wow. What if I did that? Of course shit would rain down on me, and every time we'd fight, that would always come up, eh?

I really don't want to be snarky and bitchy about this. I really don't. But I ask for forgiveness since I can actually tell the world how I really feel.

Am I sad? Of course. You don't throw something like that to waste. But I would be a fool if I stayed. So I'm happy. Happier, even.

Can't

I'm so done with wishing, you were still here.

We're just in different places in life now. I think I want to let go.

Just A Dream

It's beautiful outside. School's closed because of the snow storm. The city is under a blanket of glittery powder snow. I'm looking out my window right now and the snowflakes are falling ever so slowly, very much like when you shake a snow-globe and the snow inside fall slowly back to the ground as they travel though the oil in the snow-globe.

I actually stopped doing my Chemistry graphs because I just had to write about it.

I was talking to my boyfriend last night. He asked me if I still love him. Of course I said yes, but my mind was screaming, "Lies, lies!". I don't know what to do. I still love him though. Things just aren't the same anymore.

Free Bibles!

I was waiting outside for my Physics when this lady approached me and talked to me for a good amount of time about free Bibles and Bible study groups. She then proceeded to give me a Bible. I didn't have the heart to tell her I wasn't Catholic and I haven't been to church since I graduated from my Catholic high school.

I think I should read the Bible though. It's about time I sat down with it.

But I just finished Northern Lights, and I really, really want to read The Amber Spyglass, or The Subtle Knife... whichever comes first.

Snow Storm

Every day in school is like a monotonous cycle. Get up, make oatmeal, make coffee, eat oatmeal, forget about coffee, wash face, brush teeth, get dressed, walk to class, be in class, try not to sleep in class, get out of class, dodge the texting people and the other slow ass walkers, be in class... you get the drift.

Once in a while, class isn't so boring. The professor might have really good stories to tell, or the lecture is great and interesting, or you're not sleepy for once. It's all good.

I have been, and still in, a relationship for a little over a year. It's a long distance relationship, much to my dismay. I don't believe in long distance relationships, and yet I'm in one. The irony. Don't get me wrong, I love him very much. But sometimes I wonder how nicer it would if he were here with me.

Or if I was with someone else, who was also here too.

I was sitting in class one day and I saw this boy that I met at a party right before I met my current boyfriend. He was sitting amongst his friends and I quickly looked at something else when he turned my direction. I knew he would have recognized me, even with my short hair. We were sitting in the same row and two seats away from each other.

I wonder, had I gotten together with him instead of my current boyfriend, we could be sitting together. Doing homework together. I could spend half the week at his place and he stay with me for the rest. We could choose our courses together - basically be together throughout university. That would be nice.

But no, we're not together. My long distance relationship with my boyfriend is crumbling. It's just not the same anymore.