Urgh
Thanksgiving! was cool. Me and most of the people in my dorm who stayed on campus instead of traveling all went over to a friend's house and cooked. And cooked. And cooked. We've got tons o' leftovers. The day was great; we watched several movies, giggled at non-gamers playing Super Smash Bros., and enjoyed a hot tub :) AND THEN IT SNOWED. It started that night and went all day Friday. It's pretty much melted now, but it was a nice way to usher in Christmas (if a little early for me, but who am I to argue with Mother Nature?). And I'm sure we'll have more.
The break was really nice, but everything is very meh right now. There's this knowledge that even after today, there's still a good month left in this semester that makes it really hard for the already-burnt-out seniors to really feel refreshed and ready to leap back into the fray. I seriously need to buckle down and work on The Essay, which should be easier than ever now that I finally have a good picture of how I wanna try to answer my question, but... it just isn't happening.
My health has been REALLY up and down in the past two weeks. There was a headache that lasted almost three days, cramps the likes of which I haven't had since middle school, my appetite has been all over the place, etc. The fatigue generally seems to be getting better, but the change is so gradual it's hard to actually assess. I'm still not up for actual exercise, but the other day I went on a short-ish hike. Stuff like that. So I really can't complain, as it certainly isn't as bad as it was this summer or at the beginning of the semester, and I think it all indicates that someday I'll be all better, but it's hard not to have a little bit of a chip on my shoulder.
Stuff with the boy is... well, if I'm gonna be honest with myself, it's not good. He gets real distant and quiet, and I know he doesn't mean it to, but it hurts more each day. Right now, he just isn't the guy I entered into the relationship with, y'know? I know, rationally, that it's because he's a third semester JF (read: this is his third consecutive semester and he's only had a three-week break this summer) and he, if possible, is even more burnt out than I am, but it's harder and harder for me to be the strong one when I honestly don't feel like there's any relief in sight. I guess I just have to have faith that the month-long winter break will help him out and stick it out in the meanwhile. Well, it's the strategy I'm adopting, anyway, 'cause I don't much fancy the alternative.
So yes. I'm sitting here knitting and listening to Sufjan Stevens (seriously, how did I NOT know about this guy?) and trying to wake up from a nap I just took. I'm not the happiest of campers, but it could be worse.
One last thing: if you have not heard of/seen Wizard People, Google it RIGHT NOW. It's damn funny.
The break was really nice, but everything is very meh right now. There's this knowledge that even after today, there's still a good month left in this semester that makes it really hard for the already-burnt-out seniors to really feel refreshed and ready to leap back into the fray. I seriously need to buckle down and work on The Essay, which should be easier than ever now that I finally have a good picture of how I wanna try to answer my question, but... it just isn't happening.
My health has been REALLY up and down in the past two weeks. There was a headache that lasted almost three days, cramps the likes of which I haven't had since middle school, my appetite has been all over the place, etc. The fatigue generally seems to be getting better, but the change is so gradual it's hard to actually assess. I'm still not up for actual exercise, but the other day I went on a short-ish hike. Stuff like that. So I really can't complain, as it certainly isn't as bad as it was this summer or at the beginning of the semester, and I think it all indicates that someday I'll be all better, but it's hard not to have a little bit of a chip on my shoulder.
Stuff with the boy is... well, if I'm gonna be honest with myself, it's not good. He gets real distant and quiet, and I know he doesn't mean it to, but it hurts more each day. Right now, he just isn't the guy I entered into the relationship with, y'know? I know, rationally, that it's because he's a third semester JF (read: this is his third consecutive semester and he's only had a three-week break this summer) and he, if possible, is even more burnt out than I am, but it's harder and harder for me to be the strong one when I honestly don't feel like there's any relief in sight. I guess I just have to have faith that the month-long winter break will help him out and stick it out in the meanwhile. Well, it's the strategy I'm adopting, anyway, 'cause I don't much fancy the alternative.
So yes. I'm sitting here knitting and listening to Sufjan Stevens (seriously, how did I NOT know about this guy?) and trying to wake up from a nap I just took. I'm not the happiest of campers, but it could be worse.
One last thing: if you have not heard of/seen Wizard People, Google it RIGHT NOW. It's damn funny.