Here's the breakdown-

I just ate two grilled cheese sandwiches. The bread was so stale and gross that inevitably they just became vehicles for ketchup. Sweet tomatoy goodness!

Ive managed to stay on top of my papers thus far, and all of them have been handed in on time. *wild applause!!!!*
I have two papers left. I have started neither of them. One is a film paper, and one is a comparisson between abstract expressionism and pop art. Thankfully because the film paper is on a movie ive already seen, and the teacher in my modern art class specifically said we were to write the paper based on our readings, Research is not necessary. That being said, I remember nothing from those readings and I think they were both close to 100 pages...and also...I kind of dont care about either pop art or abstract expressionism.

So I have an essay due tomorrow, and then i have an exam tuesday, essay due wednesday, 2 exams thursday, 1 exam friday....let drunkeness ensue.....last exam on the 16......a few weeks to figure some shit out, find a place, hang out with some people, camp on newcastle island???? and then home...exhale.

I just spooned the ketchup left on my plate into my mouth...more sugar than ice cream baby, more sugar than ice cream!

So...um yeah. Im at the library right now working on an essay. Im nearly done but finding i have no ideas what im writing anymore. Thus, i needed to take a break. Breaks are key to the survival of my brain. I find im not really one of those who can stay up all night and pump out an essay. At some point my brain just shuts off, and then im no longer capable of forming sentences.

I have also noticed that if i allow myself to think past the task at hand i inevitably panic. Therefore i am living in the now, and just getting things done one step at a time. that being said, i am very much aware that the end of school is rapidly appraoching. When that blessed friday arrives, after i finish what will inevitable be my week of hell, i shall happy dance myself to the pub and drink myself silly...anyone want to join me????

"...deep down I wished it would rain..."

You know how sometimes the fog just lifts from your brain? things that once felt impossible and overwhelming are no longer so. people seem more approachable. Rain seems lovely and not a deterant. yesterday, I woke up and i was happy to hear the sound of rain falling against the house. Today i woke up early in order to wake spencer up for work and I didnt have to leave for school for a couple hours. sometimes having the time to blow dry my hair makes all the difference. Then i was heading to the bus when i realised i hadnt eaten anything so i deaked into a coffee shop and ended up having delicious french toast. class was interesting, and after class i ran into an old friend from my yukon college days... Im having one of those days. God knows I still have 4 papers on the go and im sure the stress will return, but for now, Im happy to bask in the 'right side of the bed' day im having.


"Narrow daylight entered my room
Shining hours were brief
Winter is over
Summer is near
Are we stronger than we believe?"

I am having a shitty week.

The good news:
I have discovered that even when I am at my very lowest trying not to cry in public, a man in a leather jacket, grooving out to himself as he sings under his breath-
"Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today..." -can bring a laugh to my lips and lift my spirits.