Ok I'm kind of in a rush so this one wont be drawing out.
I finished my Art History essay on tuesday night by about 9 bells.
It was honestly almost too easy. 12 pages in a day? Pffft, please. I had to take a famous painters self portrait and my own self portrait and compare/contrast the methods and techniques as well as the ideas and passions that went into it. And as I was writing I would just instantly think of connections.. Your mind starts firing in mysterious ways when you learn too much art.
Needless to say that shit went over easy and last night roommate-N and I went skating at the olympic oval (where the olympians of canada train, nbd) to get some exercise. Holy shit I forgot two key things
1. Skating is the best feeling on earth.
2. Skating is fucking insane tiring.
Honestly I think 15 minutes of hard skating is like 45 minutes on a treadmill.
My dogs started barking pretty damn soon after we had started which confused me so I went to look at what size my skates were since I had got them when I was 15-16.
Size 6
No. Fucking. Wonder.
So there's a christmas idea for the hungry relatives.
And tonight I have volleyball.
I AM THE HARBINGER OF ACTIVITY
This weekend is going to seem rather dull after the last one; when are the outdoor rinks getting flooded?
Hockey during christmas break anyone????
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