Here I sit alone in my room, contemplating as to why I haven't read one page out of the books that await my and realizing that the idea of reading on reading week is killing me. Thinking of all the people I heard that were going away to exotic locations, seeing exotic places, and enjoying exotic sites drives me mad inside as this is the first break that I have stayed and rested in South Western Ontario... and it is eating me up inside.
I have contemplated ways to help myself learn to let stuff go, as I have real problems not "sweating the small stuff". You could say that a part of my reading week was to come up with a plan that would help me learn to shake stuff off, and I did. For starters, I have begun to laugh in the face of the things that piss me off, if it makes me mad, I make a joke...and laugh like it was the funniest idea I have ever had. I realize now that I have paid to much to come to school and let anyone bring me down, so this has given me more balls to stand up when something is irritating me, and finally say what's on my mind when someone asks for my opinion... in this I learned...the truth sometimes hurts...
I think that is enough venting for now, I have taken to enjoy the relaxation that an empty residence can offer...what with the little hallway noise, the relaxing sleeps in my room, and the lack of class in the week, it is definately an experience I am enjoying (although it is no Cuba...but again, I am over that...)
This is probably enough for one sitting, I will try to keep more coming now that I have access to a computer made after the dinosaurs disappeared...
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