Finally OVER! Ola, people! I am back and I have missed my poor, ignored little blog, but I’ve been away on my sacred mountain trip. And when I say sacred, I don’t mean anything even remotely related to religion, ewww. But as I’m sure you know (if you’ve read “memoirs-of-2009-part-2-part-b” you should know), one of my life’s main plans is to start an annual tradition which consists of heading for my favourite mountain resort the day after finals. Well, that’s what I did, details about that coming soon (next post).
But I am back (in black, if you wanna), and THE FINALS ARE OVER!!! OVAH! Never to come again, until the second (and third, and so on and so forth) presentation for the one exam I did manage to fail (I am perfect due to my imperfections, people, duuuh!) and until summer. But those cruel, evil days are so far away. I don’t really give a rat’s spit right now, I am free! No one’s ever been as free as I am right now. The finals proved to be pretty much without major events, just a complete lack of social life, and the torture of pre-exam stomach pain (I would pay to get rid of that horrible nausea). One fail, two definite passes and one still in stand-by (a pass, I believe). Not too shabby, considering this is only the crappiest, most difficult year in uni. At least so far, cos some say it gets harder. Ah, damn it!
Anyway, in order not to bore you with random ramblings about finals (if you’re a student like me, I know you definitely DO NOT want to be reminded about the pain), I will try to keep it brief. As the last exam was approaching, I found myself unable to concentrate on the actual courses (duh), and I discovered that contemplating possible subjects for future blogs which will be posted with the beginning of the second semester (oh, joy to the world) is quite lucrative. This is what you might read in the following days/weeks: Music that keeps you from killing yourself during finals; A review of the original HBO series True Blood, which I have just begun to watch; Details about my mountain trip; and maybe (really, a very big MAYBE), a short story which came into my head during said mountain trip, but knowing myself as a lazy sack of blood (notice the True Blood influence), I might not get to writing it. Ah well. We’ll see, okay?
I shall poetically end this wonderfully refreshing short post by saying that I am so struck by the repetitive nature of life! Okay, so maybe I should have seen it coming when I decided to go to university. Finals twice a year, non stop exams every god damned week. Holiday in between and back to work! But it’s strange when you’re actually living this spiral, when you’re actually the best witness to your never-ending cycle. Should I be sad? Should I be worried? Maybe, but maybe not. Because no matter how “normal” my life may be right now, it definitely isn’t boring. And the things that are the same, the things that come every so often, are part of the charm and somehow, they are never 100% the same. And that o.oo1 % (yes, it’s a number!!!) of change, of difference, makes everything worth while, because it holds the mystery to why we go on, why we never give up, why we live in the first place. Friends, love, nature, adventure, seeing the world and tasting it, despite the times you get struck down by imposed routine and lack of emancipation. This semester hasn’t been all that different in comparison with the last two. But it has been so much better! It felt better and it ended faster, simply because of the huge accumulation of fun moments, wonderful laughs and burning rebellion which filled every second. Screw finals! What’s a month or two when you have the rest of them to live, to love and to dream? Yes, I am one week away from turning 20 and I feel so good and so free and so god-damned perfect! Stay tuned for my next posts, and thanks for reading my rambling. Love to you!
