Pretty girls are impressed with big...umbrellas
As was evidenced by me today on my way home from school. Making the short trek from the bus stop to my dwelling, I came upon two girls sharing a large umbrella themselves. This nonetheless did not stop them from twittering about the size of my umbrella, which led to banter amongst the three of us. It was rather sad that they were travelling in the opposite direction, for it made the encounter short-lived but nonetheless blog-worthy.
In other news, I have attended my last class this month. The next class day I'm staring down is May 15th, when I shall find myself back in the Earth Sciences auditorium attempting to conquer the seeming force of bio250. But before all that comes about, there are 3 exams to worry about. One, ant203, is already out of the way as of last night, (not a bad exam; more matching questions than I expected and would have liked, but otherwise nothing to lose sleep over) and I can't complain about the schedule handed to me, as I get at least 6 days between exams. The downside to this is that I only get 6 days of summer, which I'd say is a fair price to pay for a reduction of year-round stress.
And with that, I walk into the mouth of the tunnel that feeds on light, among other things; the tunnel that must be crossed bi-yearly, the tunnel known as exam time (Odd thing, that; meeting an old friend from York on the subway today, she was shocked to learn that my exam period hadn't even started, hers having comfortably been wrapped up already). I shall continue to update my blog during this time, so never fear! Unless you fear the prospect of me actually updating, in which case be afraid, I suppose, if that's what rocks your boat. No, wait, rocking boat=not good thing. Floats your boat, then. Rides your bike. Rocks your trailer. Plays your sax.And so on and so on...