I really hate that feeling where it is so cold that, when you finally warm up, your skin is completely on fire. Good grief.
So, I spent my entire Sunday was spent watching Quidditch. Not just any Quidditch, mind you, but the Intercollegiate Quidditch World Cup, Middlebury v. Vassar.
My initial reaction to this fact is: I spent my entire day watching Quidditch. Now, this reaction has two connotations, both of which a extremely crucial. 1) I spent my entire day watching Quidditch. That’s got to be the coolest thing in the entire world. God I love Middlebury. 2) What the hell was I thinking?
Pros: The Mollywobbles (“Not my daughter Bitch”) dominated Middlebury AND Vassar. Translation: My friends are awesome. My parents and brother got to watch. General bonding time. Hot chocolate.
Cons: I still can’t feel my feet. I accomplished no homework whatsoever.
I have since been in the library for 6 hrs, a time period in which I managed to get all of my work done, which means now I’m freaking out. I actually finished? I’m not behind? Is everything all right? I did poorly on these assignments, didn’t I? But, seriously, how can you poorly watch a 1963 version of Tom Jones? Hmm…this week is going to be interesting.
Here’s a little new song to make life better.
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XzknjC-DJt0[/youtube]
