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    Wave 428

    Monday

    The 8th of March, 2004 at 07:56 PM

    The Week of Hell

    I have a genetics test thursday. Possibly the toughest test of the semester. I haven't finished a good 50 assigned problems. I can only attribute that to over-working, apathy, and just plain slacking off. At least I had fun on the weekend. Or most of it.

    The week began great! Today I worked from 7 in the morning till 5:15. I bathed three golden retrievers and two cats. The two cats were sulfur/lime dips. In other words, it smelled like someone lit a "stink bomb" in the grooming room. It smelled like that all day. I got used to it after like an hour. Regardless, one of the cats had to bite me right around the nailbed of my index finger. I was advised to go to a doctor. I didn't...

    I had a clarinet lesson tonight. That went absolutely terrificly terrible. I was lectured on how bad everything sounded and how I have a poor taste for reeds. It's alright I guess, I just need to practice more. I went to the bank to deposit a fair sum of money. Upon returning home from the ATM Matt Pet. called me. I found this odd, I mean he never calls me. He told me the cat who bit me was limping at home and the owner wanted me to call her. As I was told this, the guy behind me sat on his horn as I slowly made my way through an intersection so I could gather what Matt was telling me. I got home, safe and upset.

    I ate dinner reasonable fast and made the call to the owner. She didn't seem angry but just concerned about what happened. I explained that it could have been me trying to get him out of the carrier. The cat didn't want to come out and could've hyper-extended one of its legs. Whatever the case, if it doesn't get better overnight or one of the next couple days... I could be hearing some more fair words from the lady.

    So I went from this to reading. I read all my assigned reading and finished everything I wanted to finish tonight. I think I will do a few genetics problems to free myself of all the ones I have to finish tomorrow. My timetable is very, very truncated.

    Why else will this week be hell? Well, I have this preliminary part of this research paper due thursday I haven't even started. I hate my life. That is really the only other reason but it is good enough to make my life miserable.

    I can't help but think what I'm going to do over the next weekend... over the next week. I mean, it's my spring break. But no one will be around really with the exception of Matt and Shayla. Friday night my dad asked me if I wanted to go to a T-Wolves game... I just might. I don't know. My clarinet teacher insisted that I should attend a concert Saturday night. Supposedly the best clarinet player in the world is playing the most difficult piece in the world here in Minneapolis thursday, friday and saturday. I might just go see that with my mom. I also learned my parents are leaving for the remainder of my spring break so I'm going to be home alone... and lonely those last few days of break. *shakes head*

    Well, I need to do something productive besides waste my time on this... gnight.

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