Something about this week just hasn’t been right—exams, studying, grades, tragedies, memories, eulogies. I can’t seem to forget these dates.
i. Two students in Vermont committed suicide, and there just aren’t enough words to express what I’m feeling.
ii. It is the six-year anniversary of Ila Pollard, one of our dear friends/classmates who passed away in 2005. The date of January 20 is engraved in my mind, and no matter how many years pass, it just hurts a whole lot more. I wrote a little something about Ila, as I do every year since I usually turn to writing. Click here to read it.
iii. First exams ever—as a freshman, I have finally seen & realized how stressful this whole process is. But nevertheless, it was sort of a break with the half days and all. But, that also gave us too much time to ponder over everything stressful that’s happening this week—which wasn’t too great.
iv. On a positive note, I aced all of my exams & it’s just the best feeling ever to know that all that studying (a whole day on Monday, I may add) was completely worth it. But now, much to my dismay, we’re back to whole days & homework. Plus, my gym class this semester starts on Tuesday. Whoopee!
v. It “feels like” -22 degrees Fahrenheit today. That’s not normal—even for Vermont. So we are just trapped up in the house with the hopes of the weather tuning down. Plus, there are rumors, ambiguous rumors, of a snowstorm approaching—blizzards, they say, but not a single person can come out and just tell us if we should plan to stay home (snow day?) or not.
vi. On top of all this great news, I’ve caught myself a cold. After staying in bed for a day & catching up on Harry Potter series (finally on the 5th, which is the last one since I started on the 6th!), I still feel like yuck so I’m taking a well-deserved break.
vii. I feel frustrated with my unhelpful musings & my fingers because I haven’t written anything worthwhile in too, too long. And no matter how many times I open up New Post and stare at the screen, my muse very stubbornly ceases to appear. I just need to rant/yell/scream & I’ll feel better.
viii. Watched any good movies lately? I’m out of ideas/thoughts on what movies to watch. If you don’t know already, I’m sort of obsessed with movies. I need some good ones! If you know any, comment please!
ix. “ I figure life’s a gift and I don’t intend on wasting it. You don’t know what hand you’re gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you…to make each day count” –Jack Dawson (Leonardo di Caprio) Titanic 1997—
One of the most inspirational/incredible/amazing quotes from an inspirational/incredible/amazing film. If you know me, you know that this is my favorite quote ever.
x. Here’s a video to cheer you up after reading this woeful blog post: