2005-03-29 - 12:33 a.m.
I realized tonight that it's been two weeks since I've posted. That's quite some time. I'm pretty much frustrated to all hell with school. I had a Pharmacology exam today that totally kicked my ass. Luckily, I wasn't the only one. In speaking with several of my classmates, it seems we're all basically at the point where we feel like throwing in the towel. As if the last three weeks weren't hard enough, from now until the end of the semester is going to pretty much kick our ass, and we're all set with it. Not like any of us are going to actually quit; it just feels like we need to vent, and way more than we've done in the last eight months. Suffice it to say, I've cried more in the last week than I have all semester.The weekend in Miami was wonderful, but it's pretty much all forgotten at this point. It was unseasonably warm, and I actually ended up getting sunburned -- I guess a day on South Beach and a day at the Biltmore Pool will do that to you. I had a really great time, and, of course, ended up bumping into somebody from my past. In all randomness, seriously, I saw my R.A. from my freshman year in college on Saturday night when I was hanging out in Coconut Grove with one of my college friends. I had been saying to myself that I knew I'd see someone I know all week, but it took until my last night in Miami for that to happen. Such a small world.
There's a fly making his way around my apartment right now. I'm going to take that as a sign of impending spring. That's about the only sign I can see right now, considering the downpour of the Nor'easter outside my window. It's actually pretty hard to go from 85 degree temperatures yesterday to 45 degress today. Not that I'm complaining -- I'm not exactly a warm weather type of girl, so going back to early spring New England temps set me right back where I like to be. The next two months are absolute heaven for me. I love when the weather is in the forties in the morning and warms to the sixties and seventies in the day. It makes me appreciate the very short time I'll be a student again and have some time to luxuriate in the daylight. I honestly can't wait for daylight savings next weekend, to see the sun set at seven or eight in the evening while I'm relaxing on the back porch. The change of the seasons is what makes living in New England worthwhile. Every heavy layer I shed makes it more and more worthwhile; much more so than the gratuitous display of flesh I saw in South Beach this weekend.
