It's blowin' a gail baby!

Booooo, I don't wanna do work. I have too much to do, hehe. Not really, but I actually have stuff to do.

I felt the breeze in my hair for a nanosecond today. It drove me to tears. I miss everything, including things I can't even imagine that I miss. I miss screwing up in the kitchen at Crummy. I miss sitting on the rail laughing at the girls. I miss Patch's incessant pestering. I miss sitting in the park with Ang and Joe for no reason at all. I miss running on the nice, FLAT boardwalk. I miss Don and Don's random, disorganized lectures. I miss my big bed where there's no fear of falling off. Did I mention that I miss the breeze?

Hey guys. I guess it's been awhile. I get away from the computer in the summer. I'm always occupied, and always have other ways to vent/whine/complain/celebrate. Now that I'm back in school I find myself in need of that extra little bit of blab to fill my time.

I can't decide how I feel about being here. I realise now that I don't hate Fredericton as I thought I had. The water's no worse than Halifax, there are trees everywhere, and the air feels clean, or relatively so. Walking to class is forcing me to get out and get my blood flowing.

Of course I'm still a sook and I want to be home sitting on the couch watching TV with Mom and the cats. How pathetic isn't it, but it's that relaxing, no thinking, being comfortable, with no concerns time that I'm missing right now. You forget how much you need time like that, and how much the little things make your brain work.

Everything seems right. I have an easy course load, but I feel like I'm actually working toward the end of this mess now. I can tell we've passed the half-way point now that every class I take I actually need, rather than just want to take. Although as encouraging as that is, it's also discouraging, because if there's something that just plain sounds interesting you don't have a hope in hell of being able to fit it in. I hope I do better this year than others. I know that's something I say every year, and I start of by getting everything done on time for the first week or so. This time it's two weeks and I'm still on top of things.

I felt horrible yesterday, but I think I'm alright, I feel better today. Two asprin and a reactine are my friends today. Isabel is not. She's messing with my sinuses. I want the cold, but my head is in pain. I hope the cold will stay and the pressure will go away.