Kiss Me, It's Beginning To Snow.

There have been several bouts of snow this month, but I have not been outside to witness them :-(. Sad. Snow is magical. The best mornings are the ones where you wake up in your warm cozy bed and see a blanket of snow covering every rooftop and tree. I have a memory of a snowy night where two of my friends and I leaped through the snow, imagining that we were in a British romantic comedy. Le sigh.

One week and six days separate me from the official beginning of Winter break. So close, yet so far. Actual classes end next Monday, and exams end the following Monday.

Oy humbug.

The Dream Life.

I can't verbalize what I have been feeling these past couple weeks. Months. Whatever. I can't help but think that my "funk" has to do with the fact that I'm here, in dreary old Maryland, instead of New York City.

I feel like even loneliness would be less lonely in a city like New York.

After nearly twenty one years of Maryland, it's time for me to get out.

Oy humbug.

The Chrismukkah Season Is Approaching.

The one tiny sliver of excitement in my hum drum life is the upcoming Chrismukkah season. My love of this season is beyond receiving presents. I don't think I could say it any better than the e-card I have placed above this text.

The last couple of weeks of Fall semester are always painful. My brain always tends to be on the next step, I.E. being home. I think I'm one of those people who are focused on the destination, and not the journey.

I genuinely believe college should be only two years. The first year is tolerable because everything is new, and the second year is more routine and you're settled in. The third year is just kind of floating around until graduation. It's hard. Senior year, I would imagine, is similar to the first year, in that the excitement of what's to come makes going to school seem okay.

I can't imagine what it would be like if I had to stay at school an extra semester. I think my head would explode.

That said, have a wonderful Chrismukkah season and remember to buy me wonderful presents!

Sarah's 2008 Chrismukkah Wish List (That She Will Likely Receive Nothing From) [In No Particular Order]
1. Coach purse (specifically the overpriced Sabrina satchel in black patent leather)
2. Chanel purse (it's a WISH list, okay?)
3. Fabulous boots (black or brown in color, suede in material, and fabulous in execution)
4. New phone (mine sucks)
5. Digital camera (mine mysteriously stopped working) [not so mysteriously...I think it was tainted by a mixed drink]

I can't think of anything else! I'll come up with something.

Merry winter to all, and to all a good night (of drunken debauchery).

The End Is Near.

I am currently in class. To be more specific, Theories of Theatre.

I'm over it.

I am not a fan of college and I feel I could be happier elsewhere. However, it is too late in the game to make such a drastic change. It'd be wasting two and a half years of my life, let alone thousands of my parents' dollars.

Exams are in two weeks. Winter break will follow. This is something to look forward to. Being home is nice.

I am in a funk. But it'll get better.

I used to rely on self-medication,
I guess I still do that from time to time.
But I'm getting better at fighting the future,
"Someday you'll be fine..."
Yes, I'll be just fine.