So the whole campus got back from Thanksgiving break and realized that, suddenly, we only had three weeks of school left. And now finals are upon us and it seems like a dark cloud is hovering over the campus, aleviated only when you walk out of an exam, or when you go sledding.
I have been under so much stress lately though, that I'm glad finals are here. I've got the whole weekend to just study. No papers, no homework, no assignments. Just pure unadulterated study time. I never realized that I was capable of asscociating "study" and "relaxing" but that's how I feel.
I don't think I did very well on my Philosophy final this morning, but when I walked out, I felt so free.
...I...will...never...take...Philosophy...again...
I just didn't enjoy it much (remember, I'm the language geek who misses Maths and Science)
So that's over with. And the French final tomorrow only counts if it improves your grade (it's a long story) so I've really only got three finals left, and a whole weekend in which to study for them. Life is good.
Oh, yeah! And then I get to come home.
06 December 2007
Thanksgiving Break
We got the Wednesday before Thanksgiving off, which we very nice. I went to Mary's house in Manassas, VA. We left Tuesday evening and got in around midnight, so we had all of Wednesday to work on dinner for Thursday. And don't worry, she did put me to work!
Dinner was amazing and at 1:00 pm. I made my grandma's yam recipe for them, which I added too much liquid to, but which still tasted great. They got to keep the copy of the recipe I had printed.
The next day, we went out coat and boot shopping. It was pretty crazy, but we had fun anyway. My parents had said they would get me a coat for my birthday gift, so I just picked one out in VA. I figured Manassas was bound to have a better selection than San Diego. And I was right.
The next day (Saturday) we spent in sightseeing and turisty-ishstuff, purely for my benefit. We visited the battleground, which was pretty neat, but also pretty cold, so we didn't walk around much. The film in the visitor's center is very good, by the way. We also spent some time around old town, which was really cute. And then I realized that old town means very different things depending on where you live. Old town Manassas looked kind of like Julian, whereas Old Town San Diego is un fiesta grande.
Sunday was spent mostly in driving back. We went to morning Mass at the Pauls' parish. It really made me miss Gene Regard, which I can say because I don't think Mary reads my blog. But just in case she does: no offense meant. Another friend of Mary's, Dani, travelled with us both ways. Just before we left from the church, her dad had to go and curse the transmission, (he basically said something like, "bet your transmission will go out on the way" and fortunately, it didn't wait too long. We were still pretty close to there house when we realized something was wrong. I just heard earlier this week that they got the car back from the shop and it was indeed the transmission. Dani's dad gets the full blame.) so we ended up having to go back to the house and switching to a different car and leaving Mary's mom and brother behind. Now it only remains to be seen if they can afford a new car. Trip was relatively uneventful, and then we got to go to Walmart (a real treat) so I'm all stocked up for finals and studying.
Anyway, there's my rather skellital account of my holiday. I missed my family terribly, especially because, while I was coat shopping, they were in Phoenix, AZ. ('nough said) Photos of Thanksgiving break can be found on facebook.
More updates to come!
God bless,
-Rebekah
Dinner was amazing and at 1:00 pm. I made my grandma's yam recipe for them, which I added too much liquid to, but which still tasted great. They got to keep the copy of the recipe I had printed.
The next day, we went out coat and boot shopping. It was pretty crazy, but we had fun anyway. My parents had said they would get me a coat for my birthday gift, so I just picked one out in VA. I figured Manassas was bound to have a better selection than San Diego. And I was right.
The next day (Saturday) we spent in sightseeing and turisty-ishstuff, purely for my benefit. We visited the battleground, which was pretty neat, but also pretty cold, so we didn't walk around much. The film in the visitor's center is very good, by the way. We also spent some time around old town, which was really cute. And then I realized that old town means very different things depending on where you live. Old town Manassas looked kind of like Julian, whereas Old Town San Diego is un fiesta grande.
Sunday was spent mostly in driving back. We went to morning Mass at the Pauls' parish. It really made me miss Gene Regard, which I can say because I don't think Mary reads my blog. But just in case she does: no offense meant. Another friend of Mary's, Dani, travelled with us both ways. Just before we left from the church, her dad had to go and curse the transmission, (he basically said something like, "bet your transmission will go out on the way" and fortunately, it didn't wait too long. We were still pretty close to there house when we realized something was wrong. I just heard earlier this week that they got the car back from the shop and it was indeed the transmission. Dani's dad gets the full blame.) so we ended up having to go back to the house and switching to a different car and leaving Mary's mom and brother behind. Now it only remains to be seen if they can afford a new car. Trip was relatively uneventful, and then we got to go to Walmart (a real treat) so I'm all stocked up for finals and studying.
Anyway, there's my rather skellital account of my holiday. I missed my family terribly, especially because, while I was coat shopping, they were in Phoenix, AZ. ('nough said) Photos of Thanksgiving break can be found on facebook.
More updates to come!
God bless,
-Rebekah
My birthday
OK, this is the first in a series of many small catch-up posts.
You probably all know that 11-19 was my golden birthday.
I want to quickly take this opportunity to thank all of you who signed my sign. It really made my day! The story follows...
I had an uneventful birthday. I opened presents at about 12:30 am (just couldn't keep waiting, and Dad was online) Nothing much happened till after Honors class. I had texted my dear friends to have them come join us for dinner afterwards. I just planned to do cake and ice cream in the caf with friends. But Mary and Erica were late for dinner, I had no reason not to believe the story the gave me. They managed (I still don't know how) to convince me that the cake in the caf wasn't birthday-worthy and I should just stick to ice cream. I am ashamed to admit that I caved in to peer pressure. They said we should go hang out in my room cause we usually hang in Clare. I complained that my room was dirty, but gave in after a little prodding. Well we showed up and the door was covered with loveliness. I was so naïve in my childish delight. Took me a while to figure out that they weren't surprised. Oh well. They had made me a cake, too, which we had to eat in Clare cause they couldn't find an RA in Tommy to ask about candles. It was a great night, and apparently, it's all my dad's fault. Darn facebook!
There are photos of the decorations on my flickr page. Unfortunately, most of them fell down before I could take the pics, hence the pile on the floor.
Anyway, That wraps that up. More to come very soon, probably this afternoon. (that's evening here)
-Rebekah
You probably all know that 11-19 was my golden birthday.
I want to quickly take this opportunity to thank all of you who signed my sign. It really made my day! The story follows...
I had an uneventful birthday. I opened presents at about 12:30 am (just couldn't keep waiting, and Dad was online) Nothing much happened till after Honors class. I had texted my dear friends to have them come join us for dinner afterwards. I just planned to do cake and ice cream in the caf with friends. But Mary and Erica were late for dinner, I had no reason not to believe the story the gave me. They managed (I still don't know how) to convince me that the cake in the caf wasn't birthday-worthy and I should just stick to ice cream. I am ashamed to admit that I caved in to peer pressure. They said we should go hang out in my room cause we usually hang in Clare. I complained that my room was dirty, but gave in after a little prodding. Well we showed up and the door was covered with loveliness. I was so naïve in my childish delight. Took me a while to figure out that they weren't surprised. Oh well. They had made me a cake, too, which we had to eat in Clare cause they couldn't find an RA in Tommy to ask about candles. It was a great night, and apparently, it's all my dad's fault. Darn facebook!
There are photos of the decorations on my flickr page. Unfortunately, most of them fell down before I could take the pics, hence the pile on the floor.
Anyway, That wraps that up. More to come very soon, probably this afternoon. (that's evening here)
-Rebekah
05 December 2007
New Photos
I just took the time to add all the photos from this semester so far onto my Flickr page. (take a look at the widget on the left to take a peek)
I've had so many things piling up in school lately (I'm not lying!) and I am sorry that I haven't been able to post, but the big huge hump I have to get over is tomorrow (Thurs. 12-6) and I promise to start catching up here tomorrow afternoon and into the weekend!
So look for your feed-readers to be inundated with goodies very soon, and thank you for your patience.
Pray for my finals and I'll pray for yours!
God bless,
-Rebekah
I've had so many things piling up in school lately (I'm not lying!) and I am sorry that I haven't been able to post, but the big huge hump I have to get over is tomorrow (Thurs. 12-6) and I promise to start catching up here tomorrow afternoon and into the weekend!
So look for your feed-readers to be inundated with goodies very soon, and thank you for your patience.
Pray for my finals and I'll pray for yours!
God bless,
-Rebekah
01 December 2007
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