Snow and Semester Slump

Good lord. Semesters are LONG. I've forgotten just how painfully long a semester of school is. I feel like I have been in these classes forever already, and it is only MIDTERMS. It's really quite upsetting. I have absolutely no motivation to do ANYTHING. I am terribly behind in my history class and I cannot bring myself to get into the game. It's really, really, quite bad.

Another impending doom: SNOW. Why must this happen to me? It isn't even Halloween yet and the weather seems set on dropping a snowfall before the 31st. It's unforgivable. I know that it normally snows before Halloween, but I was really hoping, just because I decided to stay this semester, the weather would reconsider. Nobody hates scraping their windshield and wiping show off of their car more than me. On my driveway it is a perilous way to start your morning. Plus the morning commute into town with snow traffic--come on, Alaska. Just spare me until mid-November. I know it has to snow--but I've also seen this great state hold out. It totally can.

So I need to stop playing out fantasies of Spain in travel in my mind and get into my books. But it's nearly impossible. I am feeling this overwhelming itch to be out of school. And I mean now. Graduation needs to be acquired. The idea of another year of undergraduate sounds nauseating. I don't want to go back to Bellingham, but transferring here would cause me to loose a bunch of credits. Damn it. I hate money and financing an education and places that I just overall hate. Hate hate hate.

Also--ever gotten a severe allergic reaction to novicane? Well, let me fill you in if you haven't. It sucks. It's awful. My face swelled up and my puffy miserable self was on a series of antibiotics, steriods, and perkoset simultaneously. It kept my disfugured profile undercover in my home and missed three days of class and work. Tradition when I am sick/drugged on pain meds is to wrap myself into a comfortable nest on my couch and watch the travel channel all day. Which is exactly what I did. I learned all about Haunted America and the best New England bed and breakfasts. Delicious.

Also I went to an auction with my mom and we won $50,000 Alaska airlines miles. Looks like I'll be flying to Spain for $500. What a steal. And putting up the number was kind of exciting. I'd never been to an auction.

Well, basically I am writing this because I don't want to be studying for my history midterm which at this point is already 5 days late. So--of I go, no choices anymore.

Adios, blogspot.