HOLY SHIT! It's snowing!!!!
I was so involved in my studies that I didn't even realize it was snowing!!! It's piling up fast. I hope tomorrow I wake up to a winter wonderland. :) I love how silent snow is. It always sneaks up on me and catches me by surprise. <3
Bing Crosby is SOOO right. I'm SO excited for Christmas! I just want to be at home next to the Christmas tree in front of a fire in my holiday pajamas drinking real Mexican hot cocoa. Cornell is making me so unhappy. And yet there's snow! How can I be unhappy when there's snow?
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Well, I may as well write about my troubles...
There are some things in life that never fail to dampen my mood. Among others, these include Math exams, Government exams, 2 and 1/2 hour exams, waking up early, perpetual studying, and converging deadlines. And I've been doing ALL of this thanks to my beloved Cornell. I know everyone else is stressed, too, but I'm in a complaining mood. Last night after much International Relations cramming, I went and took the 2 1/2 hour test and found it considerably less horrible than I had expected. Then I hung out with Stef and Kitu for about half an hour, then came home, took a shower, and did my first math prelim and the math practice final. Then I went to bed. Just as I got settled, I heard blood-curdling screams and I leapt out of bed, threw open the window and screamed at the top of my lungs. {while some random guy cheered me on} The "Primal Scream" is a Cornell Tradition wherein the midnight before finals are supposed to begin, everyone on campus screams at the top of their lungs. It was a desperately-needed scream. I went back to bed and woke up before 8 to find that my bangs were sticking up at an awkard angle and I was having a bad hair day, then at 8, I met my friends outside and we went to have breakfast in Collegetown, but by the time I got my food, I had 10 minutes to eat if I wanted to get across campus in time. So I scarfed my bagel, threw away my hot chocolate, and ran for it. The math final was a lot harder than I had anticipated, but that's probably just because I didn't get a chance to study for it appropriately and because my brain is never fully awake until after 11am. Then I came home and watched Love Actually, which usually cheers me up, but I was too stressed from past finals and dread of future finals. So now I'm practicing parcing sentences in Old English. I hope he gives credit if you organize it your own way because I still don't know what a demonstrative, nominative, dative, &etc are.
...oh, well, enough of that...
"I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe And presents under the tree."
<3
Bing Crosby is SOOO right. I'm SO excited for Christmas! I just want to be at home next to the Christmas tree in front of a fire in my holiday pajamas drinking real Mexican hot cocoa. Cornell is making me so unhappy. And yet there's snow! How can I be unhappy when there's snow?
:\
Well, I may as well write about my troubles...
There are some things in life that never fail to dampen my mood. Among others, these include Math exams, Government exams, 2 and 1/2 hour exams, waking up early, perpetual studying, and converging deadlines. And I've been doing ALL of this thanks to my beloved Cornell. I know everyone else is stressed, too, but I'm in a complaining mood. Last night after much International Relations cramming, I went and took the 2 1/2 hour test and found it considerably less horrible than I had expected. Then I hung out with Stef and Kitu for about half an hour, then came home, took a shower, and did my first math prelim and the math practice final. Then I went to bed. Just as I got settled, I heard blood-curdling screams and I leapt out of bed, threw open the window and screamed at the top of my lungs. {while some random guy cheered me on} The "Primal Scream" is a Cornell Tradition wherein the midnight before finals are supposed to begin, everyone on campus screams at the top of their lungs. It was a desperately-needed scream. I went back to bed and woke up before 8 to find that my bangs were sticking up at an awkard angle and I was having a bad hair day, then at 8, I met my friends outside and we went to have breakfast in Collegetown, but by the time I got my food, I had 10 minutes to eat if I wanted to get across campus in time. So I scarfed my bagel, threw away my hot chocolate, and ran for it. The math final was a lot harder than I had anticipated, but that's probably just because I didn't get a chance to study for it appropriately and because my brain is never fully awake until after 11am. Then I came home and watched Love Actually, which usually cheers me up, but I was too stressed from past finals and dread of future finals. So now I'm practicing parcing sentences in Old English. I hope he gives credit if you organize it your own way because I still don't know what a demonstrative, nominative, dative, &etc are.
...oh, well, enough of that...
"I'll be home for Christmas. You can count on me. Please have snow and mistletoe And presents under the tree."
<3