I had my last of three exams last night at 6:30 and came back to watch the OC and then proceed to stay up until 2am finishing homework. But i awoke this morning- admittedly grudgedly, but i did wake up and manage to stumble outside at 7:50 to perambulate across the moistened swamp of once snow laden paths to ye old chemistry. A day that assuredly could have been met with quite pessimism and scorn, but alas as the door fell away beneath my hands a heavenly reception of moist pleasant air stirred up my legs. IT’S WARM!!!!!!!! i wanted to shout and dance, but my groggy demeanor prevented such exuberant celebration. However i sat with a permanent grin affixed to my face and soggy socks during chemistry (where my professor eat chalk, yes chalk, apparently made of calcium bicarbonate, like Tums, he just went to write on the board and picked a piece up and eat it... we were so confused we all just looked at each other like "did he just eat chalk!?") After an hour of acids and bases and moles and Mylanta i charged off to calculus to be met by another refreshing breeze. Then after calculus it was to French and then to Greek and each time i was just in awe of how soothing the voluptuous air could be.

I'm off to buy some lovely spandex biking/rowing shorts in town and peruse the coblestone streets, cobblestone with flower baskets pearched above each entry and men with thier carts of bread stiring the air with whole wheats and rye la la la la......