I may have been putting off updating this thing for a few days... I kept thinking I should, but then I couldn't work out what to actually write, so it just didn't happen.
But I'm going to Montreal in a few hours to see my mother and sister :D I'm actually really excited. Webcam just isn't the same - particularly when it keeps breaking up and not cooperating. I think I'm pretty much ready to go. I've emptied the fridge of any perishables, packed my bag and dropped off the (single) fish with the neighbour. I even saw the bus I need to get go past when I was getting some more toothpaste, so I actually know which schedule it's following today. It's a better time than I thought. From what I could work out, the schedule I thought it would be following had all the buses getting to the depot just before the hour. All the coaches to Montreal leave on the hour.
Thankfully there are a couple I can get that arrive around half-past, so I'll have plenty of time when I get there to organise my ticket etc. Plus I have a little bit of freedom about whether I get the 12.13 or the 1.13. Either works.
I think my mother and sister are in the air right now. I think we annoyed my sister by sending about 36 comments (according to the count on facebook, anyway). I don't think there are too many from after she switched off though.
I baked my sister some gluten free cupcakes yesterday. I think there was something wrong with one of the ingredients, because the batter smelled a bit strange; but they taste fine and the one I had yesterday didn't kill me. I'm guessing they're probably safe. I wonder if that's why my hand was spasming this morning... It's fine now, but I have issues with that hand anyway, and I was using it to beat the ingredients together. Who knows; I'm fine now.
My first Christmas on my own was ok. I wasn't lonely or depressed, and it was kind of nice having a quiet day. I didn't open my present until I was showered and dressed and everything, so it was after 12 before I actually opened it. I could have done it earlier, I suppose; but it's kind of tradition not to open until everyone has finished getting up properly. We used to have to wait until Daddy had finished sorting whatever part of dinner it was that needed doing, as well. I don't actually know what he did in the kitchen the whole time, but I guess it was important...
I quite like living on my own. I always thought I'd be a bit weirded out by the empty house, but Iactually like it. I think it's an improvement on living with people you don't get on with or who don't have the same levels of mess-tolerance.
I passed my first semester it BU. I rather like this way of doing things; where first semester ends before Christmas hols. I don't need to feel like I should be doing something more productive with my time.
I should probably get the washing up done before I head off. I think I might go for the 1.13 bus, because then I'll have time to eat lunch and do a last tidy before I get going. It's only 11am at the moment, but I'm not hungry enough to eat yet - even if I have been awake since about 6.30. I'll finish the coffee before I wash up though.
I can't believe it's been nearly four months since I've seen my mother and sister. Admittedly last year I went six months without seeing my sister, but it's still strange. I can't wait!
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
Thursday, 9 December 2010
Snowed under
It appears I've been getting a bit behind on updating this thing recently... I started out with good intentions, but it's the end of the semester and everything has been catching up with me. I've had all of my essays back now, and I passed all of them. Even if I only got a C+ from Canadian Short Stories. The prof is the uni's harshest marker and I'd already melted my brain before I made it to writing hers, and none of the questions were at all inspiring. I consider it a success all round.
Classes finished on Wednesday last week, so those are all over with, and I'm two thirds of the way through my finals already. The prof brought her puppy to the last class (he's called Marlowe, after the writer - only an English buff...) and he spent the entire time running around distracting people. Then he pee'd on a girl's bag... Admittedly he gave fair warning and barked a couple of times, but apparently he'd already gone six times on the way to class, so she can probably be forgiven for not predicting exactly what it was he wanted. None of us knew what was happening, she was in the middle of a sentence when she pretty much screamed. It was pretty funny, although I don't think the owner of the bag appreciated it much...
Marlowe was also having his operation the next day, and she had to cancel her office hours yesterday because he busted his stitches chasing snowflakes. Poor thing. He's fine, though.
I've had two of my finals already, which is a good thing. I hate exams. They've both gone well though, so I'm just trying to study for my Short Stories exam on Friday afternoon. That one may well kill me. I would be studying right now, only I remembered at lunch that the final version of my play is due tomorrow.This is a break from working on that. I have until 4pm tomorrow to get it in, so there's plenty of time. Then it's back to the short stories. I should be finished by 5pm Friday at the latest though, and I invariably finish exams early.
A couple of us are planning on going to the mall on Saturday, because there's Christmas shopping and End-of-Semester celebrations that need to happen. My floormate is flying back to BC next week, so they've been checking up on the forecast in the hopes that the snow won't be bad enough that their flight is cancelled. This is Canada, though. They know how to cope with snow - unlike England, which appears to be suffering at the moment.
I have started pretty much living in my epically toasty boots. They're wonderful. I'm so glad I got them when I did, because otherwise I'd have had cold ankles for the last couple of days. I even wore my coat for the first time this evening. It's lovely and warm, so I won't go freezing to death in the Canadian winter. I need a better toque, though - my ears keep getting cold.
I have somewhere to live over Xmas! We spent the afternoon there decorating cookies, which was a lot of fun, and she's said I can stay there over the holiday. She's not even charging me rent, which is a big plus on the other option of booking a room in a hotel, the cheapest of which worked out at about £60-something a night. Plus I'd have had to pay for food for every meal. I think this is the better option, and I actually get to cook! It's surprising how much I've missed that.
I haven't dyed my hair yet. What with one thing and another we just haven't had time, but we might be doing it on Friday evening after we've finished our finals. If not then I'll get it done over Xmas hols. The roots really are quite bad, and I can actually see what colour my hair should be. It needs dying.
I should really be getting back to work, but I'm struggling to work out what exactly the play needs. I'll work it out. Think I'll have another look and then call it quits for the night. My neck is hurting from sitting hunched at the computer for too long.
Classes finished on Wednesday last week, so those are all over with, and I'm two thirds of the way through my finals already. The prof brought her puppy to the last class (he's called Marlowe, after the writer - only an English buff...) and he spent the entire time running around distracting people. Then he pee'd on a girl's bag... Admittedly he gave fair warning and barked a couple of times, but apparently he'd already gone six times on the way to class, so she can probably be forgiven for not predicting exactly what it was he wanted. None of us knew what was happening, she was in the middle of a sentence when she pretty much screamed. It was pretty funny, although I don't think the owner of the bag appreciated it much...
Marlowe was also having his operation the next day, and she had to cancel her office hours yesterday because he busted his stitches chasing snowflakes. Poor thing. He's fine, though.
I've had two of my finals already, which is a good thing. I hate exams. They've both gone well though, so I'm just trying to study for my Short Stories exam on Friday afternoon. That one may well kill me. I would be studying right now, only I remembered at lunch that the final version of my play is due tomorrow.This is a break from working on that. I have until 4pm tomorrow to get it in, so there's plenty of time. Then it's back to the short stories. I should be finished by 5pm Friday at the latest though, and I invariably finish exams early.
A couple of us are planning on going to the mall on Saturday, because there's Christmas shopping and End-of-Semester celebrations that need to happen. My floormate is flying back to BC next week, so they've been checking up on the forecast in the hopes that the snow won't be bad enough that their flight is cancelled. This is Canada, though. They know how to cope with snow - unlike England, which appears to be suffering at the moment.
I have started pretty much living in my epically toasty boots. They're wonderful. I'm so glad I got them when I did, because otherwise I'd have had cold ankles for the last couple of days. I even wore my coat for the first time this evening. It's lovely and warm, so I won't go freezing to death in the Canadian winter. I need a better toque, though - my ears keep getting cold.
I have somewhere to live over Xmas! We spent the afternoon there decorating cookies, which was a lot of fun, and she's said I can stay there over the holiday. She's not even charging me rent, which is a big plus on the other option of booking a room in a hotel, the cheapest of which worked out at about £60-something a night. Plus I'd have had to pay for food for every meal. I think this is the better option, and I actually get to cook! It's surprising how much I've missed that.
I haven't dyed my hair yet. What with one thing and another we just haven't had time, but we might be doing it on Friday evening after we've finished our finals. If not then I'll get it done over Xmas hols. The roots really are quite bad, and I can actually see what colour my hair should be. It needs dying.
I should really be getting back to work, but I'm struggling to work out what exactly the play needs. I'll work it out. Think I'll have another look and then call it quits for the night. My neck is hurting from sitting hunched at the computer for too long.
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