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My first class wasn't until 11:30am today. I set my alarm for 10 so I'd have plenty of time to get up, wake up, get dressed, etc. When the alarm went off at ten, I rolled over, stared at the clock for a few seconds, and then reset it for 10:30. When it went off at 10:30 I thought about skipping class, but I decided I should definitely get up. I got up, washed my face, brushed my teeth, threw on some clothes, and was about to start putting on makeup when I (on a whim) picked up my phone to check the voicemail. Sure enough, I heard, "beep, beep, beep" instead of a dial tone, which means there was voicemail. I listened to it, expecting to hear some announcement about cross-dress bowling night next week, and instead I heard, "this is an announcement from the office of the president. All day and evening classes are cancelled today, March third, due to inclimate weather." I just about started jumping up and down. :-)
That was way too exciting to go back to bed... so I called my dad to tell him how excited I was. I tried to call my mom, but she didn't answer the phone, and I didn't care much. And then I sat down on my "couch" (which is really the bed my roommate had when she was here.) and I ate peanut butter crackers with cheerios on top while I watched the price-is-right. It's a law, you know. If there is a snow day, you have to watch the price is right. I've been in college for three years, this was my first snow day. Someone told me last night they expected them to cancel classes, and I just told them there was no way because I went to a commuter college for two years where everyone had to drive in no matter what the weather was like because they never cancelled classes. When I called my dad, he told me today was the first time he can remember that college ever shutting down. I spent the whole day doing my nails and watching Felicity and Dawson's creek (I taped them.) and I took a nap for a little while. Basically, I did absolutely nothing all day and it was the best feeling ever. I needed a day off. There is no better feeling than curling up in a fuzzy blanket on the couch with a book. Okay, so I didn't have a book because if I keep books in my room I just read them instead of doing my work, and there was no way I was going to the library. So I curled up with a magazine. (The Sun. If you've never read it, go hunting for a copy. I adore that magazine.) and there is also no better feeling than lying down in a bed in your clothes in the middle of the day knowing that you don't have to get up if you don't want to. Especially when your room is so bright from the sun you can see it through your eyelids when they're closed, even though you have the blinds drawn. Okay, just putting it really mildly now- I had the best day. I really do need let myself be lazy more often. Around seven I started studying for my chemistry quiz tomorrow. I was having difficulties, since there was a snowball fight going on outside and I could hear it no matter where I went. I was making some progress, though, when at 9pm someone screamed down the hall, "No classes tomorrow!" I ignored him, because it was obviously a joke. They would never cancel classes that soon. It wasn't a joke. We got four voicemails in the space of 15 minutes telling us classes are canceled because it's a state of emergency and we shouldn't leave the dorms but even though classes are canceled weekday quiet hours are in effect and they will write up people who are being loud. And I laughed and put away the chemistry books. I spent the evening doing more nothing, and pretty soon I'm going to go to bed and sleep for twelve hours. I get a four-day weekend, and then five days of classes, and then a week for spring break. I think by the time we get back I'll done with being lazy and ready to finish the semester. Although really, it amazes me how fast time goes here. I would swear it was just a week or so ago I came here and was marveling at how we had to go two months straight without any days off, and thinking how burnt out I'd be by spring break. But now spring break is only a week away, and I can't believe we're halfway done already. I'm loving this, I really am. I know I complain about the classes a lot, but I really love where I'm living. And there's only one class that I don't like... the others just get on my nerves on occasion. I wish I could live in this hall with these people next year. I would love that. Especially if I could have my own room again. I really need to be able to shut the door once in a while. I'm the only person in my hall who hasn't had the desire to go home yet this semester. Of course it probably helps that my dad seems to show up here every weekend, but still. Anyway, I realize that this is probably the most superficial entry I've ever written, but I don't think that's necessarily a bad thing. Today I rediscovered Ani's More Joy Less Shame EP, so here's my favorite part, before I go to bed: And they mostly get it wrong But oh well cuz the bathroom mirror has not budged and the woman who lives there can tell The truth from the stuff that they say she looks me in the eye and says, "would you prefer the easy way?" No, well, okay, then, don't cry. |