Michaelmas 2011 is over. Officially over today. That was eight weeks. Nine, if you count the scramble of 0th week in which I revised for collections and all my friends came back to town.
It was a weird combination of familiarity and adjustment – without last year’s madness of rushing between activities and trying to make friends I had more time to focus and enjoy the things I figured out by the end of last year. Instead of counting the days before I would be able to stop writing essays and running to and from the library, I saw them slipping away, wishing I had more to see plays and drink more tea and spend more time with people.
Moving to Iffley Road from the center of town stretched time, as I’ve had to account for travel a lot more. I’ve come to enjoy it, but that certainly took time. And while I enjoy spending time with people, doing so disrupts my summery schedule of being in bed by eleven, leaving time for evening yoga and reading.
And blogging. Daily blogging was one of the most enjoyable parts of my summer, but I simply didn’t have the time to schedule in a meaningful post each day during term. Perhaps now that my time is more my own – very soon I will no longer be in walking distance of my best friends and an ocean away from many of them – I will rebuild the habit.
I did document some of the highlights of the term here on this fluffy plus edgy thing. Although I was ill for a lot of the term (a cold that was almost gone every time I went climbing at the weekend that uh, returned…), I did develop a strategy to combat colds. I went climbing a lot and it was fun and pretty. I spent an entire week celebrating Halloween, and sewed a costume to emulate one of my favorite characters ever on the day itself (KIKI!). I invested an entire pound on fairy lights for my room that never fail to make me happy. After a year of obsessing over Kazbar, the gang may have relocated to Atomic Burger. They have a sticker book after all, and we all know that I can’t resist a checklist.
But here’s the stuff that I left out.
I baked at least once a week and even made a coupla fancy cakes. Baking is one of my favorite things to do so I’m pleased that I made myself make time for it each week. And that I had funky people to bake for:
We went to the Turf and had marshmallows (woohoo!).
I finally took my Sorting Hat quiz and was placed in my rightful home (possibly the highlight of the term. Year. Life.):
I acquired a t-shirt and a sticker in the most painful way I ever have. By beating/eating Godzilla.
Sister came to visit for the weekend and we went to Bath and London and that was cool.
And yesterday was CarKaXandramas:
And now? Now it’s almost time to go home and celebrate Christmas, with an airplane journey in between in which to plan what I can realistically accomplish over the vacation :) Happy advent!