A Weather Eye on the Horizon

Took my last exam today!

The semester is finally, finally over, and I honestly couldn't be happier to see the end of it. I've had a rough couple of months. This week has been particularly hellish, considering all of the stress of exams, and the fact that I'm going to have to switch therapists. I don't know if I can handle filling someone else in on all my issues, having to go through and unravel them again.

But on the bright side, it snowed today, and it's supposed to snow more on Sunday. If there's enough snow, maybe I'll actually go sledding. Haven't done that in years.

mmefrankenstein and I just watched Love, Actually, which was really, really sweet and a whole lot funnier than I expected it to be. It was sort of cool to realize that, a few years ago, I would have absolutely hated a movie like this, but can really enjoy and appreciate it now. I guess that means I've grown, or at least changed.

We've also been playing Uncharted, which I am fairly unimpressed with. I've been watching the new modern, BBC adaptation of Sherlock Holmes which I am completely impressed with. I never thought there would be a Holmes I'd like better than RDJ, but I think this one might be it.

I felt like it'd been awhile since I'd last updated, but then I looked at my last journal entry and realized it was only five days ago. So. Silly me.

I'm in a funny headspace, like various parts of me are sliding off and being replaced with other parts (parts of my mind I mean. Not my body. That would be messy and I'd probably need to use Diarahan or something) that don't quite fit right yet. It feels like my worldview has been turned on its side and shaken roughly, but not in a bad way. ...Possibly in a Times of Growth and Change way? (At least that's what the tarot says) That's what college is supposed to be about, right? I mean, that's what it says on the tin.

I drove on the highway yesterday for the first time since my major depression started about a month and a half-ago, and damn did I realize how much I missed it. I understood what my roommate meant about driving zening him out. I could use a little zening right now. (Zening? Is that a word?)

Last night I finished a piece of original fiction for the first time in about four years. My computer documents are lousy with short stories that have been started but never finished, and the feeling of accomplishment that accompanied this is sort of indescribable. Even if it's really crappy right now and needs to be edited like crazy.

Just about to start a new semester at gorgeous, beautiful UMD. *insert eye roll*

All kidding aside, I'm feeling pretty good about it. I'm all moved into my apartment now, meaning that I'm ten minutes away from school instead of an hour, which removes a lot of the stress from it. Also, most of my classes are highly relevant to my interests, so that should motivate me to do the work.

I haven't ever felt this good about school, I don't think. Things really do get better in college.

Have had an exceedingly stressful week. Was looking forward to watching Doctor Who and eating ice cream.
Went to pick my sister up from our mom's house. Car broke down.

I have missed Doctor Who and have no ice cream.

Clearly, the universe hates me.

...Is exhausting.
We're trying to find a place closer to campus, and we found a pretty good one, but my friend is convinced that we need to look more. His dad talked to him about how the real estate agent is trying to push us into it, but I don't think we're being pushed if it's a good place. We're just being pro-active. Though, it would be nice to find a place that's a little cheaper and closer, but the lower the price gets, the shittier the place is gonna get so. We'll see.

On a completely different note, king_bingo is awesome. Almost done with my second square, and like the first one, it's ending up a completely different kink than I meant it to be in the beginning. Characters are funny like that.

So today I worked my last shift at Starbucks. I'll miss being a barista and (some of) the people I work with. I definitely won't miss the Starbucks-going public, or my psycho manager. That bitch is crazy. Hopefully, I'll be moving on to bigger and better things.

Also, it was my last day of classes for the semester. Just finals left to go...

I like my school, I really do. My professors have all been awesome and I've met some excellent people, and the courses I've taken have mostly been really cool and challenging. However, there are so many things about the College Park campus that just make me want to bang my head against the wall.

First off--it is so fucking big. And yes, I know, it has to be, since there are so many departments and students, but walking a mile from my parking lot to my first class at nine in the morning is annoying, and also FREEZING. Though I have lost some weight from it, which is always nice.
Also--as some people may be aware, Maryland apparently has a really excellent basketball team, and people come from all over to watch the games. This means that any student who parks in one of four parking lots has to move their car three hours before the game. Recenlty, that hour is smack dab in the fucking middle of my physics class. You are allowed to park in another lot, but not till 4 pm, which is when my class starts. So if the game starts at eight, I have to be out of lot 6 by five, meaning I have to leave class at around 4:35, which means I miss most of fucking class.
And to this I really say aslkdjfkl;adjsf;lkjsaf because this is a school, assholes, not a sport's club. And I know, I know, athletics are important to some people, but not to me, and aren't I paying just as much as everyone else is to be here?

Blur. Sorry about the blather.