52

Trying to stay caught up in the game of school but I'm running in circles again. Luckily the circles are keeping me active. Both mind and body are running and so far I'm doing okay.
Today was another day in history. And of course, each day is in all practicality, but today was different. Today I witnessed a gathering of people all watching the same thing occur that others all around the world were also involved with. People around radios, televisions, computers and upfront and center watched something magical as another president was inaugurated. I am Canadian who spent the day in classes, but was fortunate to witness parts of the event. The most wonderful thing was seeing a school that lacks school spirit and pride crowd around together for more than beers to unite in the viewing of this special event.
It was magical to see 4 floors of a building focused on 2 screens in an open-concept building filling every empty space. A single line of people marked the staircase with all bodies aimed towards the same. Every balcony was contained with students leaning over the edge just to get a glimpse of the action. If our tiny University was that active in watching today's event, it makes me wonder what other places were like and how many tuned in to listen or watch today?

The End.

51

It's been sometime and I've been busy trying to keep up. So many readings for classes I don't know how I'm going to fit everything into one term. I need money. I'm broke. I spent it all on textbooks and ended up with 2 dollars in my account with another book to buy. I was silly this year. I didn't try to sell any books back. Hopefully with everything going on I may be able to post a few soon. I'm running around in a million circles and honestly, I'm just typing everything going on in my head right now. I've spent a weekend doing nothing but losing time. Lost time cleaning, eating, sleeping, having things get canceled, debating with my mind, movie watching, and reading. It's been a blur of a week and another one coming. My fingers won't stop writing but I must go to bed soon. I need to get up and replay another week with new chapters. So here I end my ongoing typing.

The End.

50

The Holidays were dull and now I'm back into the swing of school. Overwhelmed with the idea of buying textbooks and annoyed at the stores for only having two copies of a book that 40 people need. Why they would do that? I don't know.
It's been a dull few weeks full of strange weather and little drama. It was a nice relief but at the same time, I know it's not done and I'm still waiting for it. I miss the old traditions of family events that seem to disappear every year. This year was different with an entire family member gone. I miss him but still felt him there the entire time. Creepy? maybe. Sad? yes.
We shall see what these beginning weeks bring as I know they will pass by quickly.

The End.

49

It's the end of the year and the beginning of the next. I never really understood this night. Just an excuse to get out and drink. Instead I normally get a cold and lose interest. It's now become a point that I'm not interested. A simple gathering of a few family friends, "Happy New Year", to bed. I'd rather just use the day to stay in my PJ's and watch good movies or repeats of my favourite episodes until I fall to sleep. I guess forced celebration isn't my thing. I could say I'm glad this year is almost over, but there's no promises the next one won't turn out the same.

The End.

48

It's Christmas! Well, a day past by the time I'm writing this now. Merry Christmas.
I can't really put any thoughts together since I've been running around like mad the past two days. I need to settle down to figure out these overwhelming times. Will write more when I know more. Have a good few days!

The End.

47

It's snowing. It's more than snowing. It's snowing like crazy!
It's strange to compare one year to another. Last year we didn't get lots of snow until way after Christmas and this year we're covered in it.
It's not melting. It's not icing. It's not even turning into slush since it hasn't had the chance to yet.
It's piling ontop of eachother with no place to go. Our shoveling mounds are already above reaching level and driveways are shrinking from two lanes into one.
Snow white snow, you are beautiful but a pain. If only you could stay this white and beautiful and then just disappear.
Instead we have the duty of cleaning you up after these ongoing drifts for weeks afterward.
From a few days of white wonderland to a few weeks of dirty slush water.
Lovely.

The End.

46

It's the holidays. A time to be happy. I'm trying, I really am. Smile on my face. But if you knew me well, you'd know what's behind that smile. But I'm not here to complain. I'm here to add to my favourite Holiday traditions.
The decorations! But not the tacky outside ones that clash with the beauty of the white glistening layer of snow. I'm talking about the home-y indoor decorations of a tree and ornaments. The garlands on the stairs. The lights around the tree that light up like circling fireflies in the night. The glow of a town of ceramic houses in a town everyone wishes to be in. Covered in cotton snow, with clay people riding in sleighs and heading to their perfect homes in their winter attire.
I love the tradition on the look of winter and Christmas. Everything looks so comforting and warm. The dullest house becomes something new with a few ornaments and tree giving us something to look and dream upon. We dream about the newest year to come and the fantasies of what that could bring. A time of hope and wishing brought on by a few festive traditional elements.

The End.