It's January 1st, national hangover day as far as I can figure, and I'm reaping the rewards of mixing several alcohol varieties last night. Adleen plied us with wine punch and cheese-and-avocado quesadillas, I cried laughing at the Don Cherry piano video, then fell asleep on Janzen's shoulder on the TTC ride home. Now it's rainy and I've been walking around in my wimpy Keds, but it's not that cold, and there's no snow. At my brother's in Guelph it was all wet snow and fog. Right now I"m looking at Jack Layton the female ginger cat sitting in the window watching the raindrops roll down the window and Janzen is trying to nap her hangover away. Had a candy cane latte at Second Cup with Jonathan and also sushi, and I could use a nap too. But somehow I feel like I need to write down what's going on, because I'm starting to lose track of the days. I can't believe how quickly I can forget about school. And I was just starting to get into the whole thing! When I get to Tel Aviv I'll have to force myself to do SOMETHING for school. But I know I"ll want to bike around and work on Hebrew and watch TV. Oh sigh.
So I passed all my exams! Including Simul into Spanish, somehow miraculously, considering Leire gave us some crazy ass-exam that I'm pretty sure got interpreted into pure gibberish by me. I still haven't gotten around to (read: gotten up the nerve to) listen to my recording. Shudder shudder.
With exams done I chilled out for a week and cleaned my whole place for my subletter, then went to San Francisco for a day to see the Nutcracker ballet (awwwesome) and get that bigger-city fix with Dan and Becky. Next day got to Yellowknife and did the Christmas thing there, then the parents and I flew over to Ontario to hang out with my brother in Guelph, and now I'm in Toronto for a few days just to hang out. The weather kind of sucks right now, but hey maybe I'll get lucky tomorrow so I can do some shopping.
Saw my Oma yesterday before getting on the GO to come here, and on the 3rd and 4th I'm supposed to hang out with her again, then the 5th it's off to Tel Aviv already. Lucky me, so much vacation. Poor Perki is being worked like a dog while I kick back, and like I said I should be doing stuff for school, but it is sooo hard to feel motivated when it feels so good to do fun stuff. I still need more break; just thinking about next semester makes me feel tired and overwhelmed. Not to mention everyone keeps asking what I'm going to do after I graduate in May, but I can't blame them. I'm just as curious as them to know what the hell is going to happen to me in the real world. Only time will tell, or something.
