and into twilight...
Yes, I have finally awakened to the wonderfulness that is Twilight (and New Moon...and Eclipse). Rather than actually do anything over my spring break, I read and re-read all three books. It appears that I can be slightly obsessive but I can live with it. (By the way and slightly off topic but did anyone really want to punch Bella in the nose at any point? Not the whole time but really, she needed a good kick in the shins.)
So naturally, I've been scouring LJ and other sites for good fic. I know, I know, as if I really needed to add anything else to read but there you go. I'd love to eventually get around to writing something (anything, really) but everything seems to be coming out crap so I've just left it all alone and am just enjoying reading.
All of this may be the reason I am now drowning under the weight of a hundred midterms, exams and projects. Whoops, is really all I can say.
So I spent a very awkward dinner on Saturday with one of my girlfriends for her birthday. She was lovely. The rest of her friends (read: her weirdo boyfriend and one of his weirdo friends) were not so much. My male half was more interested in giving them the benefit of the doubt than I was (I thought they were two of the most pretentious little turds I had ever met) but he is a much better human than I can ever hope to be. Tell me, is it normal to discuss your favourite plane rides for an hour and a half at the dinner table? And really, are there ever GOOD plane rides? Let's get serious, even if you're in first class, a 24 hour flight is a 24 hour flight. Furthermore, who really cares?
Other than that, I got to see the husband for a whole weekend (I miss her horribly and will likely have to plan a visit before soon) and attend the usual indie-music shows. All in all a very good week. Of course, all good things come to an end but not, apparently, when you're me. Because rather than attending my first day of class, I, er, didn't. For no good reason other than my mental health and sanity and I'm quite sure that was a waste of my efforts.
Is it Thursday yet?
Yes, I have finally awakened to the wonderfulness that is Twilight (and New Moon...and Eclipse). Rather than actually do anything over my spring break, I read and re-read all three books. It appears that I can be slightly obsessive but I can live with it. (By the way and slightly off topic but did anyone really want to punch Bella in the nose at any point? Not the whole time but really, she needed a good kick in the shins.)
So naturally, I've been scouring LJ and other sites for good fic. I know, I know, as if I really needed to add anything else to read but there you go. I'd love to eventually get around to writing something (anything, really) but everything seems to be coming out crap so I've just left it all alone and am just enjoying reading.
All of this may be the reason I am now drowning under the weight of a hundred midterms, exams and projects. Whoops, is really all I can say.
So I spent a very awkward dinner on Saturday with one of my girlfriends for her birthday. She was lovely. The rest of her friends (read: her weirdo boyfriend and one of his weirdo friends) were not so much. My male half was more interested in giving them the benefit of the doubt than I was (I thought they were two of the most pretentious little turds I had ever met) but he is a much better human than I can ever hope to be. Tell me, is it normal to discuss your favourite plane rides for an hour and a half at the dinner table? And really, are there ever GOOD plane rides? Let's get serious, even if you're in first class, a 24 hour flight is a 24 hour flight. Furthermore, who really cares?
Other than that, I got to see the husband for a whole weekend (I miss her horribly and will likely have to plan a visit before soon) and attend the usual indie-music shows. All in all a very good week. Of course, all good things come to an end but not, apparently, when you're me. Because rather than attending my first day of class, I, er, didn't. For no good reason other than my mental health and sanity and I'm quite sure that was a waste of my efforts.
Is it Thursday yet?


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And oooo a new community? I am intrigued!
Is this your final year in your program? The whole long-distance relationship thing is just awful -- did it for a few years myself once, until we got our jobs sorted out, so you definitely have my sympathy there.
And, I think I'd have to agree with you about "good" plane rides. Huh.
If all goes well, this will be my final year, yes. Thank goodness! I've found this past year harder than most - grad school seems to really isolate you! And I've never been very suited to school (which just makes me wonder why I've been doing it for so long lol). Long distance IS awful and not something I'd ever do voluntarily (which I'm sure you agree with :)). We're heading into our fourth year of it and it is what it is but honestly, some days, I just want to whine about how 'unfair' it is!
Oh the conversation about plane rides was just ridiculous. I mean, you can go on and on about how chairs go all the way back and there's personal dvd players but for pete's sake, the air around you is pressurized, you feel swollen and there's nowhere to go! At least I am not the only one who feels that way about 'good' plane rides!
Please don't drown under all the midterms etc. Keep thinking it's the last year... ;)
Favourite plane rides, eh? How's that go then? "I had such a comfy seat and there was this really great view of the clouds and ... then we landed!" (Though you've now made me think I can put a line in a fic somewhere about someone boring the pants off Remus and Tonks with tales of their favourite broomstick rides. Unless you do it first;))
I lived through an awful exam today...the sort where it has to be wrestled away and you're left thinking, "well, if I answered all the questions I could do, I will get 12%."
LMAO, the plane ride conversation was so ridiculous. It was more one of them going, "The seats in first class go all the way back and-" with the other one cutting in and saying, "Oh yes, but unless you've flown Qantas, you've never lived!"
For the love of...I was underneath the table, trying not to choke with laughter. Some people...
Haha, and if you threw in a line about favourite broomstick rides, I would love it!!