It's another one of those weekends full of homework. I tried to get up early to get a head start, but I had to snooze a few times. Last night was late and also homework filled. Am up, perched in the corner of the giant couch....I am craving something horrible for me, like Mcdonald's breakfast. but time is passing and I really need to get a lot of this work done and so instead I sit with homemade coffee and whatever breakfast I can scrounge from the remnants of early week's grocery shop. I think I just want to get out of the apartment so badly so that I don't have to sit and concentrate on this project. Note the early morning blogging.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Once upon a time...
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...late 2005- I had an old Blog. I stopped using it when I moved back to Canada as my ex knew the address and started leaving rude comments on it. Apparently I also had WAY more free time as I used to Blog more often. Yesterday I was taking a break at school (read totally procrastinating on an assignment I'm hating) and I went back to check it out. I haven't looked at it since 2007, so it was kind of interesting to read back through and see a different view of myself in my mid 20s. It was interesting to read entries and realize how I wasn't being honest with the internet...some readers I actually knew and some total strangers...I was so desperately unhappy and struggling, my marriage was not a happy one and I was so lonely, and yet I couldn't really talk about it. I was lying to myself and to my Blog. I alluded to my obvious depression stemming from the loss of my step dad but I couldn't speak freely about my marriage. Perhaps that's why I didn't really tell friends about this Blog. G thinks I may have a Blog but hasn't asked further about it. And one thing I admire about other bloggers is there no filter, the way they just put it all out there. It seems so freeing. Yet at the Same time I worry. I wouldn't want to be responsible for hurting someones feelings-but I think I want to be more honest with myself and with others about stuff in my life. It seems more monumental than blabbing on about inane drivel which is all I contribute to Blogger most times.
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...late 2005- I had an old Blog. I stopped using it when I moved back to Canada as my ex knew the address and started leaving rude comments on it. Apparently I also had WAY more free time as I used to Blog more often. Yesterday I was taking a break at school (read totally procrastinating on an assignment I'm hating) and I went back to check it out. I haven't looked at it since 2007, so it was kind of interesting to read back through and see a different view of myself in my mid 20s. It was interesting to read entries and realize how I wasn't being honest with the internet...some readers I actually knew and some total strangers...I was so desperately unhappy and struggling, my marriage was not a happy one and I was so lonely, and yet I couldn't really talk about it. I was lying to myself and to my Blog. I alluded to my obvious depression stemming from the loss of my step dad but I couldn't speak freely about my marriage. Perhaps that's why I didn't really tell friends about this Blog. G thinks I may have a Blog but hasn't asked further about it. And one thing I admire about other bloggers is there no filter, the way they just put it all out there. It seems so freeing. Yet at the Same time I worry. I wouldn't want to be responsible for hurting someones feelings-but I think I want to be more honest with myself and with others about stuff in my life. It seems more monumental than blabbing on about inane drivel which is all I contribute to Blogger most times.
Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.
Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
The formerly quiet mornings
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Am up early this morning, was supposed to have class at 9.30, but my teacher emailed early and now its not til 2. So I am up which feels good and about to make some coffee and get some homework done. I usually enjoy early mornings in my apartment. G heads out early to work, so I have the place to myself. Coffee, laptop and breakfast television, perfect combination. Now the city has started doing construction on my street. So at 7am the work crews show up, and from all the way up on my floor all I can hear is hammering, and machinery. I feel bad for anyone living closer to ground level!
I still am glad I am up early and getting stuff done, its just not as quiet and relaxing as it once was! And from what I hear this is going on til 2012! YEESH
Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.
Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.
Am up early this morning, was supposed to have class at 9.30, but my teacher emailed early and now its not til 2. So I am up which feels good and about to make some coffee and get some homework done. I usually enjoy early mornings in my apartment. G heads out early to work, so I have the place to myself. Coffee, laptop and breakfast television, perfect combination. Now the city has started doing construction on my street. So at 7am the work crews show up, and from all the way up on my floor all I can hear is hammering, and machinery. I feel bad for anyone living closer to ground level!
I still am glad I am up early and getting stuff done, its just not as quiet and relaxing as it once was! And from what I hear this is going on til 2012! YEESH
Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.
Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Finals again
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I know I have finals every 13 weeks but somehow they seem to creep up on me and take me by surprise. This past weekend I should have hunkered down and crossed things off my list, but instead I crossed things off my other lists:did laundry, bought new sheets, organized the pile of tupperware that threatens to fall when I open the cupboard. Pretty much anything to avoid having to do school work. This means that this week and coming weekend shall be crazy as I frantically try to get everything accomplished. I was also one of a few students chosen to participate in a student design charette happenning next Thursday, so I have to hand in two assignments a day early so I can compete. Exciting opportunity, but yikes for the time management. As hard as I try to stay on top of things somehow this always happens by week 11, the work left to do does not seem to coincide with the amount of time left in which to do it.
G and I are going away on a surprise trip at the end of October. And the thought of us drinking snazzy drinks on a beach somewhere is getting me through
Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.
Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.
I know I have finals every 13 weeks but somehow they seem to creep up on me and take me by surprise. This past weekend I should have hunkered down and crossed things off my list, but instead I crossed things off my other lists:did laundry, bought new sheets, organized the pile of tupperware that threatens to fall when I open the cupboard. Pretty much anything to avoid having to do school work. This means that this week and coming weekend shall be crazy as I frantically try to get everything accomplished. I was also one of a few students chosen to participate in a student design charette happenning next Thursday, so I have to hand in two assignments a day early so I can compete. Exciting opportunity, but yikes for the time management. As hard as I try to stay on top of things somehow this always happens by week 11, the work left to do does not seem to coincide with the amount of time left in which to do it.
G and I are going away on a surprise trip at the end of October. And the thought of us drinking snazzy drinks on a beach somewhere is getting me through
Sent wirelessly from my BlackBerry device on the Bell network.
Envoyé sans fil par mon terminal mobile BlackBerry sur le réseau de Bell.
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