locomotion.
One day blends into the next, like badly mixed gouache, they mess up my colours as I progress from one day into the next, and into the next.
But content comes in strange ways,
like revering the days where I panic less about the next day,
about what's to come,
and actually take a step back
to live.
**
The first day of Year two has come and gone and I am already settling comfortably into this semester- by that I mean I paid absolutely zero attention during my first introductory lecture and instead spent my time surfing for a kindle white and staycation spots. No biggie.
I'm really excited for my content this semester, although really I must admit my schedule is the legitimate trashcan, and I detest it. I basically am looking at a 6 day week in school and it's not really delightful, but I'm hoping it'll be worth it. At least I still have a room to go back and crash in and breaks either in the morning or the afternoon. Hopefully that means I'll be able to steal time off campus to go a ridiculous distance to recharge what will eventually be a worn out soul. Or go home and see my parents a little more often, I'm sure they'll miss me even more than they did these past two semesters.
I'm also trying to put more effort in this semester- by that I mean I've increased the number of dresses and the sneaker colour variety that's in my hall. Also I'm going to finally buy a proper foundation for hall tomorrow so I don't go for every class looking a little like an exhausted ghost. The good news is that I probably don't need a new eyeliner, so yes- it is definitely the small victories that are the best. My increased care for appearance could either last a very short time or doom my scheduling forever, but we'll see how it goes.
The unintended consequence of typing out these thoughts past midnight is that I have struck, on the dot, my late night munchie timing- where I get obscenely hungry at a really crap time of night. That said, I should scurry off to bed soon.
The holiday has been fruitful, yes, but I definitely am looking forward to gaining more knowledge again. I guess in all of us there is a hunger to learn more, even while we loathe the readings and the homework. Hopefully for the next 3 years of my academic career and maybe even further, I will be able to maintain these feelings. I'm hoping to get better at the skateboarding thing because I really think it'll do me a world of difference in playing Pokemon Go, and I'm really not kidding. Side benefit is being potentially able to skate to class, although my brother from another mother just told me today that riding down is the scariest task. Meanwhile I tried going down a slight slope at HSS- went so fast (in my opinion) that I bailed off the board and had a conversation with hands shaking because of the adrenaline.
I'm really bad with rollercoasters, can you tell?
Either way the end of my holiday has been swell with camps and meeting tons of new people, gaining new experiences, having way too much destructive fun at beach day- and realizing I guess, the depth that Uni life really does have to offer to us as students. I'll talk about camp another time, I suppose- but in overall it was fun and although I've lost my voice mostly- I still did cheers in class today.
**
Voice like an ocean rushing to meet the shore
Warm like the sun on my skin
I could live like this.
But content comes in strange ways,
like revering the days where I panic less about the next day,
about what's to come,
and actually take a step back
to live.
**
The first day of Year two has come and gone and I am already settling comfortably into this semester- by that I mean I paid absolutely zero attention during my first introductory lecture and instead spent my time surfing for a kindle white and staycation spots. No biggie.
I'm really excited for my content this semester, although really I must admit my schedule is the legitimate trashcan, and I detest it. I basically am looking at a 6 day week in school and it's not really delightful, but I'm hoping it'll be worth it. At least I still have a room to go back and crash in and breaks either in the morning or the afternoon. Hopefully that means I'll be able to steal time off campus to go a ridiculous distance to recharge what will eventually be a worn out soul. Or go home and see my parents a little more often, I'm sure they'll miss me even more than they did these past two semesters.
I'm also trying to put more effort in this semester- by that I mean I've increased the number of dresses and the sneaker colour variety that's in my hall. Also I'm going to finally buy a proper foundation for hall tomorrow so I don't go for every class looking a little like an exhausted ghost. The good news is that I probably don't need a new eyeliner, so yes- it is definitely the small victories that are the best. My increased care for appearance could either last a very short time or doom my scheduling forever, but we'll see how it goes.
The unintended consequence of typing out these thoughts past midnight is that I have struck, on the dot, my late night munchie timing- where I get obscenely hungry at a really crap time of night. That said, I should scurry off to bed soon.
The holiday has been fruitful, yes, but I definitely am looking forward to gaining more knowledge again. I guess in all of us there is a hunger to learn more, even while we loathe the readings and the homework. Hopefully for the next 3 years of my academic career and maybe even further, I will be able to maintain these feelings. I'm hoping to get better at the skateboarding thing because I really think it'll do me a world of difference in playing Pokemon Go, and I'm really not kidding. Side benefit is being potentially able to skate to class, although my brother from another mother just told me today that riding down is the scariest task. Meanwhile I tried going down a slight slope at HSS- went so fast (in my opinion) that I bailed off the board and had a conversation with hands shaking because of the adrenaline.
I'm really bad with rollercoasters, can you tell?
Either way the end of my holiday has been swell with camps and meeting tons of new people, gaining new experiences, having way too much destructive fun at beach day- and realizing I guess, the depth that Uni life really does have to offer to us as students. I'll talk about camp another time, I suppose- but in overall it was fun and although I've lost my voice mostly- I still did cheers in class today.
**
Voice like an ocean rushing to meet the shore
Warm like the sun on my skin
I could live like this.
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