I'm home!
The past three days have been busy, but tonight my parents are in the city at a concert so I am happy to be hanging out at home with my cat, listening to Donavan and making rice crispie cake.
As I was packing my massive piles of stuff into bags and boxes on Thursday, Melissa and I were talking about how we never get charged for overweight luggage; of course this time I get caught and have to pay seventy five dollars for eleven extra pounds of luggage. BAH.
I stumbled into my house at 10:30 on Thursday after a very long day, and the first thing my mother says to me when I get home was "Your dad needs help laying pipe tomorrow"
This did not put me in a good mood, let me tell you.
So yesterday morning instead of sleeping in as I had planned, I was outside on hauling 20 ft. steel pipes around so that we can pump water into our dugout. It really wasn't bad, the weather was nice, and I got to hear my neighbour (possibly one of the funniest men ever) tell stories at lunch time. Oh jeez.
I finally ventured into town this afternoon to pick up some groceries and to talk to my boss about work. It is safe to say that Redvers has not changed a bit. I had fresh eggs and REAL bacon for dinner (yay!), and then the dogs and I went for a walk. I saw a rainbow and I almost got attacked by one of our roosters. It was all and all a beautiful, relaxing, wonderful day back at home.
I am trying to upload some pictures that I took tonight but it doesn't seem to be working (thanks saskatchewan wireless) so I will try again tomorrow.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Booooop.
Happy Easter Monday!
Hope everyone had a relaxing weekend full of good food, lots of sleep and other wonderful things. I spent my weekend studying for an economics final and packing up my residence room. I wrote my first final tonight, have more exams tomorrow and Wednesday, and I fly out Thursday afternoon. Things are pretty hectic right now, I really don't know how I am going to have time to study, write exams, finish packing, and say goodbye to everyone before I am flung across the country for the summer. Well it really isn't across the country, but you know what I mean.
I don't know how I am going to deal with being home. St. Pauls is so...loud, but comfortably loud. Everyone is everywhere and knows everyone else's business- just like a big, noisy obnoxious family. I am scared of waking up on Friday morning and being the only person in my house- I don't even remember what that feels like.
Don't get me wrong, I am looking forward to going home. At home I don't have to wear flip flops in the shower and I can eat REAL food again; but when you spend eight months with your friends and you eat together, study together, go to class together and are just...together all of the time, not having that is going to be so strange and empty.
I complain about St. Paul's just about everyday, but I really love this place. I love grilled cheese for lunch, my perpetually messy room, strange smells in the hallway, eating dinner at the big table, and seeing people play soccer on the St. Paul's green on sunshiney afternoons. I love the anticipation of walking up that path, knowing that soon I will be safe and warm.
I can't believe that we aren't frosh anymore.
I think the stress of exams is getting to me.
Hope everyone had a relaxing weekend full of good food, lots of sleep and other wonderful things. I spent my weekend studying for an economics final and packing up my residence room. I wrote my first final tonight, have more exams tomorrow and Wednesday, and I fly out Thursday afternoon. Things are pretty hectic right now, I really don't know how I am going to have time to study, write exams, finish packing, and say goodbye to everyone before I am flung across the country for the summer. Well it really isn't across the country, but you know what I mean.
I don't know how I am going to deal with being home. St. Pauls is so...loud, but comfortably loud. Everyone is everywhere and knows everyone else's business- just like a big, noisy obnoxious family. I am scared of waking up on Friday morning and being the only person in my house- I don't even remember what that feels like.
Don't get me wrong, I am looking forward to going home. At home I don't have to wear flip flops in the shower and I can eat REAL food again; but when you spend eight months with your friends and you eat together, study together, go to class together and are just...together all of the time, not having that is going to be so strange and empty.
I complain about St. Paul's just about everyday, but I really love this place. I love grilled cheese for lunch, my perpetually messy room, strange smells in the hallway, eating dinner at the big table, and seeing people play soccer on the St. Paul's green on sunshiney afternoons. I love the anticipation of walking up that path, knowing that soon I will be safe and warm.
I can't believe that we aren't frosh anymore.
I think the stress of exams is getting to me.
Monday, April 6, 2009
That being said...
What a friggen busy weekend.
All day Saturday and Sunday I was taking a CPR and first aid course. It was a bit of a joke ("so, ummm, if a baby is unconcious, is it crying?" says the girl in AHS), but I am certified again and I am pretty sure if needed I could do chest compressions.
Saturday evening was St. Paul's formal. We went out for dinner (REAL FOOD HURRAH!), and then went dancing with St. Paul's. Too many gin and tonics and rye shots turned into a really good night and a wonderful end to a good year.
I can't believe I am done first year classes. I know everyone says this, but really it seems like frosh week was last week. It's strange, I only have two more years of actual university and then eight months of work placement and then I am "grown up" even though I don't have a clue what I want to do and I probably won't ever know.
In other news, fmylife.com and omguw.com have started to dominate my life. If you don't already know about these wonderful gifts from the internet god, please check them out.
It's snowing again. Aaah.
Katie
All day Saturday and Sunday I was taking a CPR and first aid course. It was a bit of a joke ("so, ummm, if a baby is unconcious, is it crying?" says the girl in AHS), but I am certified again and I am pretty sure if needed I could do chest compressions.
Saturday evening was St. Paul's formal. We went out for dinner (REAL FOOD HURRAH!), and then went dancing with St. Paul's. Too many gin and tonics and rye shots turned into a really good night and a wonderful end to a good year.
I can't believe I am done first year classes. I know everyone says this, but really it seems like frosh week was last week. It's strange, I only have two more years of actual university and then eight months of work placement and then I am "grown up" even though I don't have a clue what I want to do and I probably won't ever know.
In other news, fmylife.com and omguw.com have started to dominate my life. If you don't already know about these wonderful gifts from the internet god, please check them out.
It's snowing again. Aaah.
Katie
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