dag, yo...it's been awile.

so.... i've been up to not so much, i guess... here's a post i was thinking about doing yesterday.

fridays

i love fridays. to-day i was walking back from york lanes/the ross, and i realised just how much i love them. usually i take this walk back to my dear old res after finishing my FACS tutorial. so, i always find myself walking across the vanier parking lot, my hair bouncing, and, from what i can recollect, it always seems to be sunny.
so to-day i was walking back and i fell in love. with who? myself. now, rarely do i get these spurts of self-pride, but there it was. actually, i don't think i've ever felt this good about myself before. i have cool pants. i am somewhere with extremely gorgeous weather. i am wearing the inside of my coat and i am not cold. i just handed in my essay. i have pigtails. i am eating a digestive cookie and holding it in my red mittens. i just gave blood. i am great. i am wonderful. everyone loves me.
hahaha.. well, maybe the last few weren't entirely true, but there it is. it was truely euphoric.

back to the present

yes, that was me yesterday. as it says, i handed in my essay. i didn't go to sleep at all on thursday nite, cuz i was up writing it. i was going to write finishing it, but then i remembered that i hadn't started it until then. so i stayed up all nite in andy's room typing, after having spent a great portion of the day, and the week, in the library. and when i say a great portion, i mean a hugely great portion. like 6 and a half hours straight the day before. and that's not counting the 2 and a half hours that i was there for earlier that same day. i have a newfound love for the library. it's so grand. so i was up all nite in andy's, with him, greg and jaypee sleeping like goddamned babies next to me. it was disheartening. at around 6.30 i fell asleep leaning my face on my hand when i was rubbing my eyes. i woke up a half an hour later, in a confused state. and i finished the essay at about 12.30. in the afternoon. 3 hours before it was due. what was my thesis? i don't rightly know... but it was on rocky horror... the original musical, the movie, and the broadway revival. and something about postmodernism. wahoo. but i think if i get a not-so-good mark on it (i honestly don't know how i did, i either did really well, or really not-so-well.... ) i'm going to re-write it. just for the hell of it. cuz i like doing it. i just shouldn't have procrastinated so goddamned much. like right now, for example, i'm procrastinating. i have 5 750-word essays due on tuesday and i haven't started them yet... i'm planning on spending aaaaaaaaaaaaall day in the library to-morrow.

so last nite i passed out around 10. and i almost fell asleep a couple times before that, around 5 and stuff. but i woke up at some point, and it was the weirdest thing. alicia and diane were standing beside my bed looking at me. and the christmas lights and alicia's light were on, illuminating her mosquito netting canopy dealie. and we have this new couch thing (really it's just erin's extra mattress propped up against the heater) so it looked like there was fabric everywhere. i was so confused. then i fell back asleep. and apparently the phone rang really early in the morning and i looked at alicia, but i think i must have been asleep.
i spent the day cleanign diane's room, she's paying me 15$, plus another 1$, just cuz there was a loonie that i found. right now everyone is in the common room, pretending to be at a rave for this student film. the fact that i hate dancing and cameras made me stay here. here as in diane's. yay. i still have to do andy's laundry for money. yay for friends and their chores that they are too lazy to do...

that is all

love you all, hugs for everybody.

cheers

~jessica

i wrote this at 12:33 PM