Exploring

I figured out where all my classes were today.

There were drinks and snacks just lying in the education building, so I got a grapefruit juice and pretzels. I’m not usually a pretzel girl, they’re dry as fuck, but you gotta do what you gotta do.

Later, we went into the same building as the service fair, so I got a lunchbox and water bottle. Did I need them? Not really.

Still, who knows when they will come in handy, especially since my swell water bottle still smells like Bacardi. Frosh is over, but I’m not over frosh. There’s still remnants and reminders everywhere.

Also picked up some free pizza (pretty good for free pizza) an apple (mid, did not finish it) and a burger (not it, but the rush I got for getting it for free kept my spirits up).

Oh!!!! And earlier I got a Made Good banana chocolate granola snack, which was not great but it didn’t have nuts in it so I was hyped. Not to mention two mints. Pretty wild stuff.

I honestly felt like I had ran a marathon when I got back to my room, so I was overcome with crushing disappointment when I looked at my health app and realized I had only walked 9,000 steps. Oh well.

Last thing, and then I’m off to do dishes (again). I checked my mailbox today, which I’m still unclear on.

How often am I supposed to even check it?? Because it’s not like I’m getting mail often… but I was expecting it to be empty and it wasn’t!! The adrenaline rush was unreal.

Thank you Sarah #ShoutoutSunday for the letter.

Violet

Raccoon Incident

Months after a similar close call at Central Park, yesterday I had a very close encounter with a raccoon. To be fair, Lola and Celeste were way closer.

Still, as the blog writer, I’m taking the artistic liberty of ignoring that.

In the spirits of a birthday celebration, we went outside and sat at one of the picnic tables so we could light candles.

I watched as Celeste pulled out the cake, which had weathered the travels all the way from New York.

It had been so long since I had been to Trader Joe’s (ten days) and I missed Brooklyn, so I was fully immersed in the experience.

Distracted by the cake in front of me, I hadn’t looked up for a while. When I finally did, sitting across from me right behind Lola and Celeste was a raccoon staring right at me.

I know their innocent appearance gives a false perception of what’s underneath, and the raccoons are feral and ready to attack. Especially when it comes to Trader Joe’s chocolate cake. (Understandably so).

Nevertheless, now I know to always keep out a watchful eye. You can never be vigilant enough, because McGill is in the sticks apparently. (At least one groundhog -maybe- or a look alike animal, and one raccoon).

Stay safe.

Violet

Productive Mornings

I know, it’s been a dry week; No New Heads Up Phones Down Posts!!!!!!! They say vulnerability is a huge part of blogging (It’s true, I read it in the Wall Street Journal) and so to be honest, I’ve had writers block.

Amidst my hiatus, this past week taught me much about both myself and the world, and allowed me to get curious about my new environment.

To start it off, I learned that McGill had a Quidditch team.  Never really having thought about Quidditch in a real life context before, I started going down a rabbit hole.

Do people playing Quidditch actually run around with a broom between their legs? I’m dying to know. Please tell me.

Also, what’s the demographics of the Quidditch team?? Is it only Harry Potter fans?? Do they have a varsity version? Are there really people still playing Quidditch at 20 years old?

Right now (It’s 2:30pm). Normally I’m not a big morning person, but when I woke up today at 9:15 I was ready to take on the day. What was different? I knew that I would be reunited with my MS51 sweatshirt.

Some of you may be asking yourselves how I could have possibly forgotten it in NY, and I really don’t know. But, no stress, because Celeste graciously offered to bring it all the way across the Canada-United States Border for me.

I could feel it in my bones that I was going to be productive.

I even finally got up the motivation to walk all the way to the dining hall (which I go to daily anyways  - but it’s different, I swear) and drop off my room form to tell them that my light doesn’t work.

This ceiling light, I tell you. She’s a moody bitch. Sometimes she works, sometimes she doesn’t. When I turn her off, sometime she stays on. It’s a process. (Rough, I know, I’ve had to live off the light shining from my closet and desk for a week)

Unfortunately, they were closed. Not to worry, though, because with Lola and Celeste by my side, we set off to do errands.

FIRST STOP: the pharmacy. You might want to sit down for this one. I bought Emergen-C. I know. Who am I? My parents??

They didn’t have the orange flavor but #NeverthelessShePersisted, and I left the store with lemon lime in hand.

To be honest, that’s really all I wanted to share. I feel like a new woman almost, reborn.

I did also go to the grocery store and finally bought dishes (Gone are the days of eating off a magazine). Unfortunately, even with all this productivity, it doesn’t seem like today is going to be my day to shine in terms of laundry. Oh well, that’s a problem for Tuesday!!

Violet