And So, How was your morning

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Had to get up this morning after going to bed way to late last night to go to a 9:00 lecture... I managed to miss breakfast which I always try to go to! Got there and like clearly the whole class wasn't there, some people were clever enough to sleep in! I thought seeing as it was the first lecture in that module of the semester that it would be important but no...... same old rubbish with the most monotone speaker ever! They take the piss on Fridays by having this 9 till 10 lecture then a huge bit of nothingness in the middle of the day then a 2 till 5 conveniently smacked at the end! How annoying this that!

So I came back in the morning slept till lunch, had a group meeting at 1 and had to walk in the rain to it...... then on to the next lecture which was in some random building from normal so I had to walk even further only to find that the lecturer didn't know what to talk about or do cos our next project had been delayed or something but he still made us stay there so we all where moaning cos we really wanted to go..... finally got out, still raining! went to dinner (yippee fish and chip Friday!) got a free lollipop of some girl (not dodgyness intended!) and now in my room deciding whether or not to go out..... kinda got alot of work to do next week over the weekend so probably not a good idea......

All in all not the worst day to be honest, abit annoying but fine...

Yet another day in university!

Robin
 
Well this morning I had breakfast with a great aunt from Canada whom I had never met before in my life. The came over yesterday evening and left this morning as part of a big road trip.
 
Well if we can say the morning starts at say... 12:30am. Then I've certainly had an eventful day. As it started out, I was working on my architecture studio project, then sometime around 12:30, while cutting chipboard with a utility knife, I cut the chipboard, and then my finger. Essentially slicing a 1/4" oval of skin off from my finger, only leaving just enough attached so that the now flabby skin wouldn't fall off of hand's middle fingertip.

So my project partner who was there at the time, called the campus emergency van service after I realized that it just wasn't going to stop bleeding. We (well mainly he) packed up all of our supplies, and within 10 minutes of calling, we went outside to wait for the van... Only to wait 5 minutes, call again, and well, no van was coming. Which prompted my hatred for any form of campus transport to come out, and then just deciding to walk in the single digit cold, with no gloves, to walk through the weeks earlier snow (of course none of it shovelled or plowed, but that's another story) to the University Hospital. By the time we got there, after having 1 bleeding finger and now 9 numb ones, we had to decipher the nightmare which is the unnecessarily complicated path to the ER.

Long story short, I waited, and waited, and waited. Until about three hours after first arriving, they got me into a room, where I waited another 15 minutes until I finally saw the doctor who then proceeded to sew everything back up.

So after getting to the hospital at around 1 am, I finally stepped outside at 6.10 to be greeted by a completely abondoned campus, and a light dusting of snow.
 
My morning...
Get up a 5:00 AM. Jump through the shower (Ok.... jump in. But the hot water makes you want to stay). Make some tea and have a bowl of cereal, and pack a few items into my car. Depart at approx. 5:50 AM for the 260-Kilometer drive up to Mt Washington. Arrive at approximately 8:40 AM after two quick breaks and multiple speed limit infractions that went unnoticed by the local law enforcement.
Call up a friend to arrange a meeting place, and get my gear on. Extract skis (Yeah, I'm a skier. Always have, and always will be) from car, and meet at 9:05 AM. Hit the (deserted) lift, and I'm coasting down the face of the hill soon after, in all its' high wind, mostly-snowing-but-kinda-sleeting glory. Repeat multiple times. Catch lift to the "Backside", a large area of double-black diamond runs and glades. Wee! Still snowing, and the wind is growing stronger. But, the snow also means that every run is still good. Made fresh tracks for most of the morning. I managed to have one significant wipe-out where I caught an edge, lost a ski, and ended up with my cheek gently resting against a tree. I really should get a helmet...
Break for a bite to eat just before noon, thoroughly soaked and a tid bit chilled from the sleet, before learning that almost half of the lifts are being shut down due to high winds. But, that's the afternoon we're talking about.

(Quite fun, if you hadn't surmised. Even though the conditions were quite poor, I still had lots of fun).
 
Yeah Slicks. You think the hot water makes you want to stay? My house is COLD all the time. I'm telling you, I've had water freeze in my hair after getting out of the shower.


Anyways, my morning...

Woke up at 5:30AM to clean up after my dog, on a Saturday. This one thing could have waited. Then my parents woke me up again at 7 to drag me to breakfast. Came home, did some research on the French Revolution, specifically on the date after Marie Antoinette's beheading. I have pretty much been on the computer all day, with 30min--1 hour breaks here and there. Checked Newegg to see if my RAM has been packed/shipped. Nope. :(


A so so day. It's 11:59 right now and I think I'm going to bed.
 
I woke up early expecting to go to the music shop to get the fretboard on my guitar adjusted and to shop for an acoustic. The plan was to drop off the electric early so I could get it back the same day.

Step into the garage and my car wasn't there. Turns out, my mom decided to go shopping with my sis... taking my car since my dad took the van. I call them, they say "oh, we'll be home by 1 or 2". They got home at 3, just 2 hours before the store closes.

To make a long story short, I arrived with 1.5 hours left till the store closed, only paid for an hour of parking. After 2 hours of playing with guitars, I decided on one I liked right as they were closing and had to convince them to adjust the action on the strings before paying for it... that probably peeved them off a bit, but I wanted everything in working order before leaving. $400 for the acoustic, $50 for the repair bill on the electric, and when I got to the car, I got a $20 ticket.

When I got home, my dad gave me this strange look of askance on wtf I spent so much money. My mom lectured me for a good half hour to figure out why I bought it.
 

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