Barely on the map.

Some thoughts from the past few weeks:

Spring is elusive.
Sleep is also elusive.
Reading poetry in French is very, very confusing. It makes you completely rethink how you pronounce everything.
Spring is really, really elusive.
Now that I'm not trying to major in French, I'm not sure what classes to take.
I have a lot of tea in my possession.
I have taken the first step towards becoming a crazy cat lady: I already have some names picked out for my first two. This may be a problem. :)
Sometimes I'd really rather not work on figuring out my life. Can't someone just do it for me? Responsibility is definitely not all that it's cracked up to be.
I miss my long hair.

I think that about does it in terms of an update.
Pretty much.

<3

Really?

I know I said that I wanted winter to be done, but do we really need all of this grey? Grey was one of the biggest problems that I had with winter. But the grey is melting the snow, so I suppose life is good. Better, anyways.

Just call me Bo-Peep.

I'm going to learn how to knit mittens.
And socks.


Updated wish list:
A heck of a lot of sheep.
A bigger lawn.

The sooner the better.

I want winter to go away.
Now.

Envisioning the world as a Venn-Diagram of communication and understanding.

I'm alive!
I guess that's pretty much it, for now.

Okay, after not posting for so long I suppose I can do a brief outline of the semester thus far.
After re-declaring my major (bye-bye French, hel-loo music) I've had to completely rethink my plan for the next two years. That being said, this semester I'm in two education courses, Character of French Lit and Music Theory I. Which is like math. And therefore awesome. Actually, since I'm planning on taking a break from French for a while, I might have an opening to take calc. Which would also be awesome. Mmmm, math. I miss it. I'm not looking forward to the second science class I'll need to take, however. Though pretty sure that getting into Physics of Music shouldn't be that bad since I a) know the professor and 2) it's relevant to both of my majors. Lucky me. :) Haha.
I'm working twice as much this semester as last semester (still in food services blehhhh) but I've brought home my first paycheck. $197.56. I'm so proud of my life. :)
Getting up at seven every morning (except the weekends. And I let myself sleep in until 8 on Tuesdays) has been a lot harder than I expected. I've tried different bedtimes but that doesn't seem to have much to do with it. I think it's just the getting up at seven that's the problem. Luckily, next year I'll have an 8:45a class both semesters, so I get to get up at 8. Which is much more do-able.
On another note, my rooming situation has changed. I began the year in a triple with Maya (my roommate from last year) and Jamie (a mutual friend). Maya and I were having a few difficulties throughout last semester, unfortunately, and now she has moved into SPIEL. (I really don't know what that stands for but it's the substance free housing.) So Jamie and I have these two awesome rooms to ourselves. We did some rearranging and now I'm pretty much sleeping in a cave. I love it. I'll get around to posting some pictures eventually.
Also, in a show of roommate bonding-ness, Jamie and I got a goldfish and a snail! They're both boys, named She-Thing and Grover respectively. We also placed Jamie's figurine of E.A.P. in the bowl. He's top heavy so he's upside-down. Because he's sad.
Other than that, life is pretty good. I feel very busy this semester, but it's a good busy. Spring break starts a week from Friday (Um, what? It's still February. Hello?) and I'm definitely looking forward to a brief reprieve from the whole school thing.

One of my New Year's Resolutions was to be more diligent about posting on my blog. It's only taken me 48 days to post, but here's hoping that this will be the first of many.
:)

Love,
Kate

P.S. The title comes from a paper that I wrote. And yes, that line did make it into the final draft.

That's amore!

I'm in Italy!!!

That's about it.

School's Out For The Summer!

Well, not quite. But we're definitely getting there. Even though Wednesday is the last day, people are dropping like flies. Or flying like drops. Well, you get the point. It's interesting to watch people's reactions to leaving. You start to figure out who doesn't say goodbye. There are people who withdraw and there are people who cling tighter. I'm not sure what kind of person I am. I can go both ways very very easily. It helps that I'm already kind of a recluse.

Just a side note: I feel as if there should be a return of penmanship classes and letter writing. Seriously? I have pretty bad handwriting, I know. I would have enjoyed a penmanship class. But what is it with this day and age where no one seems to know how to spell a word. Either it is a misspelling or an abbreviation or a different representation of a word through syllables. Pretty sure I'm guilty of all of these as well. Where is my class to correct them? I am hesitant to write notes to people that I am attracted to (though this isn't really something that happens in college) because there have been so many instances of misspellings and horrible handwriting and stupidity. It's quite a turn-off, not gonna lie. (See?! There! I did it too! Oh the shame.)

Look up Taylor Mali. He is on his way to becoming one of my heroes. And I try to personally know my heroes. Which would be AWESOME! Haha.

That's all for now. Just some musings.
<3Katy