Scatterbrained Post: February Fblues

Sorry. Had to make it an alliteration.

I don't know if I can justify hating February yet, because it's only been February for just over 12 hours.  I'll start hating it this weekend, when it's 60ºF out and I have to be inside cramming for my Monday exam.  On the upside, I just got my school schedule and I have 4-day weekends.  Naturally I will use my extra time to study, write poetry and make fancy clocks.

News bites:

-I no longer have a microwave.  My roommate killed it the other night when she mixed water and cleaning supplies with electricity.  I can't say she was fully aware of what she was doing.  The power in our building carried on uninterrupted and Lea was thankfully not injured, but our microwave unfortunately did not survive.  So much for heating up leftovers.
-I'm really rich lately.  I've been going to the grocery store regularly and I even bought nutella that is now gone.  Since I had so many bills to pay, I made so many withdrawals, and I even put €25 in my ghetto phone.  I don't know how it happened.  I expect, since my best friend WIND likes to steal money from me the minute I get any, I will have around €4 left by the end of the week, after having sent one non-free text message.  It's fine.  My friends and I have grown accustomed to and, frankly, quite skilled at communicating via carrier pigeon.
-Instead of reading my schoolbooks, I have decided I need to read "Pride & Prejudice" again.  It will help me more in the future since I will learn how to better and more politely reject the one yearly male advance I receive.
-My dad is coming to visit in April for a week.  I'm excited to have his wallet him around.  But really, my dad is one of the coolest people ever and it'll be nice having his sense of humor around.  But really, he should take me to Paris.  Or Greece.  Or buy me a moped.  But really I'll just be happy he's here.  But that moped.
-There's construction directly outside of my building.  They've been jack-hammering all hours of the day and night.  It's music to my bleeding ears.
-SEVERAL OF MY ARTICLES OF CLOTHING HAVE GONE MISSING.  THIS IS A SICK JOKE, JACK.  IF YOU SEE OR HAVE STOLEN: A GRAY SWEATER-DRESS WITH A LARGE, LOOSE COLLAR, BLACK PANTS WITH GOLD ZIPPERS AT THE HEMS, A BLACK SHORT-SLEEVE SHIRT FROM H&M THAT LOOKS LIKE I'M WEARING THE UPPER HALF OF A LEOTARD, RETURN THEM TO ME IMMEDIATELY AND THEN GO JUMP OFF THE NEAREST VERY TALL BUILDING.  ACTUALLY, AN AIRPLANE WOULD BE BEST.  DON'T EVEN BOTHER WITH A PARACHUTE BECAUSE ONE OF MY GUYS WILL HAVE HUNTED IT DOWN AND CUT A GAPING HOLE IN IT ANYWAY.

In closing, I wish a good luck and a Happy Ice Age to everyone in North America who will be affected in the coming days by the monstrous snow storm that is sure to trap you all in your homes for many weeks.  Or, for those of you less fortunate, instead of freezing to death indoors, you'll have to make do with making yourself a nice burrow in a snow bank to rest in forever, seeing as how some universities probably wouldn't cancel class for the apocalypse, let alone a wee bit of precipitation.  Either way, I suggest you all stock up on Monopoly and hard liquor.

If you find I'm exaggerating, place your blame on all of my Facebook: American Edition friends.