Good Morning World.

It has been about a month since my last blog post because I have been so terribly busy with all my assignments and tests and choir practices that I never had time to sit down and think about what I want to say. I only have one exam left and so I feel like I deserve some “me” time.

So, for the past week or so I have been taking a picture outside my window ever morning when I wake up hoping to see a change in the scenery after a while. I haven’t been seeing much of a change at all because even though it is close to the middle of december we still have very little snow.

Here are a few of my favorites:

The blue sky and the clouds are beautiful.

I love the golden light reflecting off of the “castle”

The hoarfrost is spectacular.

Clear skies, golden light…what a good morning.

The final picture was taken this morning before my exam. Talking about exams…I can not believe that this semester is over. Time has flown by so fast I can barely catch my breath. I think I did alright in all of my courses but I know for a fact that if I work harder I can be better; the problem is finding the motivation to be better and work harder. I really hope that I can do well next semester too, I hope that I have settled into the routine of university life by now.

Coffee.Coffee.Coffee

I was never really a coffee person before I came to university but already today I have had two cups. What happened to me?!?

My dad always drank coffee at home and for the longest time I wanted to be able to drink it too but I was one of the sad recipients of the “Drinking coffee too young will stunt your growth” myth. I always wanted to be tall so I was so afraid that if I drank coffee I would end up very, very short. Much to my joy, I am tall…almost too tall in my opinion. But back to my point, I NEVER had coffee. Then when my parents decided (or got too tired of me begging) I could finally have a taste of this heavenly drink that everyone seemed enamored with *drum roll* I didn’t like it. I was horrified, I just assumed that my taste buds were off and pretended to like it just so I could prove that I hadn’t waited for nothing. So I went through a “I will drink it anyway to prove I’m not a wimp” phase. Eventually though, I just couldn’t handle it anymore…I really didn’t like the stuff. So then I resorted to tea, I LOVE tea. I drink all kinds of tea, but my favorite teas are very much not caffeinated. I was okay with that for a while; back when I actually got sleep. But now being in university I need something to wake me up for my 8:30 class in the morning, especially after staying up till 2:30 the last night attempting to work on a paper. So I tried out the coffee thing again. It’s amazing, it wakes me up and keeps me going…for the most part. Even though the coffee in our cafeteria is not exactly the best out there (it’s actually pretty disgusting). I put up with it because it does wonderful things to my mental processes…it actually gives me some.

I ❤ Coffee.

grow up already.

Why is it that we grow up so fast. We are sneaking cookies from the cookie jar one moment and then sneaking around with our boyfriends the next; what happened to us?

When we are younger all we want is to be grown up. I remember walking around my elementary school and seeing the Jr. High students and thinking they had it all together and they were so grown up, then once I made it there I didn’t feel any different, I felt just as immature as I had in grade three. This still happens now; I always thought university students knew exactly what they wanted to do with their lives and how they were going to get there. I feel as though I fail, like I’m not doing something right, like I missed a step because I don’t feel like I have everything put together. I’m left in a lurch and I don’t like it. I don’t like feeling as though I am constantly lost and looking for my life. If only I would get a letter in the mail telling me what to do.

I’m so caught up in all this university living that I feel like I don’t have a chance to find out who I am amongst all my assignments and choirs. The internet doesn’t help much either, but I feel like I am drifting away from what I have been trying to be. I want to be a mature adult that makes mature adult decisions but I can’t seem to do that when I am spending so much time pretending to be mature.

Meow-lloween

I didnt really do anything for halloween this year. All i did was go to our school’s Fall Ball. My friend and i both dressed up as cats (so original right?). We had such a blast. Everybody came dressed up and we just danced the night away. No drinking, no drugs. Just pure clean fun (*wink*). 

But really, what happened to our childhood where we could just have fun and didnt have to worry about the world and the “bad” people in it. I wish that we could just be young again and carefree, not having to deal with the fact that you have a paper the next day or that your friend decides that her potential boy is worth more than your friendship. What happened to those days in kindergarten when you could just go up to someone, ask to be their friends and not care where they were from or who they hung out with. You just hung out with them and played whatever you felt like playing. We don’t hang out on the playground anymore, we live in a real world now…