I really enjoy listening to country music. The voices are beautiful and the lyrics are profound. And like Dan has said, I like the way it tells a story. It is so much more heartfelt than all the mainstream music we listen to nowadays.
[Cue long, discouraged, somewhat pathetic sigh]
I am so tired of school. I really am. I just want to go home, and stay there. Isn't there a remote control for this sort of thing? Can't I fast forward to the interesting parts of my life? HAH, I wish. That only works when I'm watching the story of somebody else's life. Not my life. No sirree bob. Thanksgiving break is about a week away, but it feels like it is going to take a lifetime to get there. And why do I feel this way? Oh, that's easy. It's called a freaking ten page term paper. Yeah. That's right. TERM PAPER. Maybe I'm being a little overdramatic. But hello! I am past the point of rational thinking. This beautiful term paper is for one of the classes that yours truly is behind in. Actually, I'm behind in all my classes... This semester hasn't been a very good one for me, academically speaking. I've lost the drive, the motivation to throw myself at school. I AM TIRED.
But yeah, back to the whole term paper thingamajig. It's due the Wednesday (December 3. Holy moly, December already???) after Thanksgiving break. And we all know that I am NOT going to get ANYTHING done when I am at home. I barely have enough time to hang out with old friends and new friends. SO, that means I have to do all my research and AT LEAST get half of the paper done by the time I leave (Leaving for the airport at 11am on Wednesday!!! I cannot WAIT!). It really doesn't seem like much, but to me, the overachieving slacker, it is a mountain. It is Mt. Everest. Oh dear. I'm worried. But I'll get through it, right? I always somehow manage.
Oh, who am I kidding?!I need someone to come and give me a good, long, hard shake. Shake me until I wake up, because I think my brain is asleep. I think it's been asleep this entire time. Huh, that would explain a lot.
Wake up, brain! WAKE UP.
Perfect over rice.
This is the image I was greeted with when I pulled open my shades this morning. I apologize about the cloudy, grimy sheen over the picture. That would be my dirty window. Below is a better picture of the snow. But yeah, look at that snow! I didn't get a chance to take a close up picture of the snow, but the snow on the ground is not the solid blanket that we are oh so used to. Instead, the snow is all clumped; it looks like someone sprinkled dippin' dots ice cream all over the ground. Apparently, it hailed for awhile this morning too. And it was snowing pretty heavily during the afternoon. I had to walk through the winter wonderland on my way to work. At one point, the sun came out, but the snow was still pelting me in the face. Ahhh, Rochester winter is setting in; no more sun until April or so. Depressing.
