I was trying so hard to get used to the idea of my little brother getting older. For the past three months I was going around in a stupor, repeating to myself “Bub’s going to be twelve soon. Bub’s going to be twelve soon.” I convinced myself of it. Then I got home and discovered he was only going to be eleven and I picked him up in a huge hug and yelled “Thank god! You’re too little to be big!”
Okay, so these are quickly turning into Bi-Weeklies, but you know what? I really don’t think anyone cares. I don’t. Let’s continue, shall we?
Food: Salad. I often underestimate the deliciousness of salads, but I had a couple of good ones this past week, and have found a new appreciation for them.
TV Show: Chuck. An excellent story with well-developed, likeable characters. My favourite show used to be Psych, and I’ve been searching for a successor since the show ended. Psych was a dramedy about a fake psychic who solved crimes. Through some Googling, I found out about Chuck, a dramedy about a fake spy who caught bad guys. The crown fits, and I can’t say it’s any better or worse than Psych. What I know is it’s good. Hell, it’s awesome.
Book: The Book Thief. I finally finished it, and reviewed it here, if you’re interested.
Music: Do I Wanna Know by Arctic Monkeys. I know it’s a bit outdated, but it doesn’t matter because I can’t imagine ever falling out of love with this song.
Website: Tumblr. How could I live in this empty flat for an entire spring break without it? It’s the ultimate time-waster.
Wow. That was pathetic. You know what? I owe you guys more than that. Here’s a haiku I wrote last year:
My dreams are happening to
Someone else right now
Lucky fucking piece of shit
By Ivy Miller
Hope you guys have a good weekend!
This morning found me sitting in a crowded room for the first class of my second semester. It’s official. I am now more than halfway through my entire university experience. *Deep breath.*