So I don’t know what to tell you I am super busy and realizing that I just may be in over my head. I have 18 credits this semester with 3 of the classes being sciences and I am in more clubs that I can count. Yesterday was so stressful I had two exams and I don’t feel wonderful about either.
I have no really cool news for you guys, practice LSAT this weekend and if there were less snow and ice on the quad I would have the first quidditch game of the semester but that is not a promising thing right now.
I don’t know if any of my readers play candy crush but I do, a lot. And the article about how the idea and design of candy crush was stolen from the independent app developer of candy swipe I thought it would be a good idea to stop playing candy crush and switch to swipe. The only problem is I need to paly candy crush or I get rater worked up and candy swipe is an okay game for about ten minutes but there is not a defined enough objective and none of my friends play so there is no one to beat but myself. So after going through 2 days of withdrawal I went back to playing. If you have not read the article and want to here is the link.
I don’t know where you live but I need it to stop snowing here. There is so much snow and now it is starting to melt and be slush and I keep falling down and that relates to this week’s post. This is a poem I wrote a few days ago that is perfect for this time of year.
The world is wrapped up in a blanket of white powder but colder than it was without it.
Walking out the door embracing the fluttering snowflakes hitting my face and flirting with me hair.
I smile wide but less luminescent than the white snow.
I want to run and play and make a mess
Soak my clothes
Then warm up with a hot coco
But that is for the younger me
The me of days long in the past
Today is not my scheduled playdate with the weather
Today is day of work
Walk to school and buckle down
You may even learn something new
I feel like no one is out here
In the world enjoying the wondrous place I am currently in
Not to say I am alone but to say I am brave
With each step I blaze a trail
Leaving behind footprints
A reminder that I exist
I scoop some snow into my mittened hands
Two choices, cup together to result in a snowball
Or blow the flakes free for one last chance
To flutter down to earth
Deep breathe to in
Puff out and
A patch of ice
The flakes in my hand fall freely towards me
Me falling towards the cement
No harm done
Nothing left to do but laugh it off.
sorry that the words are in reverse my web cam mirrors everything.
also take note that my roommate Abbie hennaed my hand beautifully.