I suppose it’s time for an update since my last non-photo post painted a rather hectic picture.

Finals are OVER. The semester is OVER. CS is OVER. I survived.

[Insert huge sigh of relief here]

So after buckling down and being more of a book nerd than I’ve been in my entire life I made it through finals with a few minor breakthroughs along the way: I finally managed to understand induction and induction proofs while taking my CS final. (A Christmas miracle I tell you!) And Bayes Law? Oh we’re good friends now. I finished on Thursday afternoon and have never felt a bigger sense of relief. For the first time ever, I walked out of a final with a smile on my face. I don’t know if it’s because I finally managed to get that induction proof or that I was just so incredibly relieved to have finished the finals marathon, but it was a good feeling. celebration

I promptly went home, ordered some food, attempted to watch a movie, but fell asleep on the couch for at least 3 hours. It was fantastic. Ally and I ended up going out to Stella’s to celebrate finishing since all of our friends were either already at home or taking their last finals. Blueberry Mojitos FTW indeed. Seriously – if you find yourself in Ithaca, you’ve got to try this thing. Anyway…

Then I got snowed in to Ithaca. We had a snow storm on Friday so I couldn’t drive home. Instead I played some Rock Band, napped a lot, watched a few movies on Netflix, cleaned out the apartment of things that would rot while we were gone, and basically bummed around all day. It was definitely what I needed.

mom's gift

On Saturday I drove home and Winter Break officially began. Of course, I had to do most of my Christmas shopping and all of those errands, and before I knew it, it was Christmas Eve. (There were a lot of adventures in between – mostly involving transporting a 50″ TV from my grandmother’s house to mine since I had been hiding it there because my mom is a snoop. Those things are awkwardly large and heavy!) We did the usual Christmas thing and then I spent the next few days being a bum again (are you sensing a trend?)

Yesterday was the first time I got my butt off of the couch/out of the house. After a lot of internal debate, I decided to go up to Bayonne to hang out with some HS friends who were getting together for dinner and a movie. For some background – my mom and I moved out of Bayonne 3 days after I graduated from high school, so when I come home I don’t really go “home.” I haven’t seen or even spoken to the majority of these people since graduation day. I was pretty anxious and nervous. I was expecting it to be rather awkward – after all, we hadn’t seen each other in 4 years, we all go to different colleges for the most part and with the exception of 3-4 of us, most people have stayed relatively close to Bayonne and still see each other constantly. What the heck were we going to talk about?

Turns out that it was actually a lot of fun and I’m really glad I decided not to back out at the last minute. I’d forgotten how close Bayonne actually is to Pt. Pleasant. I’m so used to everything being a 5 hour drive, not just an hour. An hour is nothing! It was refreshing to see that some people have really gotten their acts together. It was also kind of strange to see that some people have not changed at all – literally – not one bit. It was kind of like entering a time warp, but at the same time it was kind of comforting to be with people who I pretty much grew up with. So many things had changed yet a lot of was the same. It was so strange to see these people with beer or mixed drinks in a restaurant. We’re all still 18 in my mind!

According to some of them I’ve lost the good majority of my New Jersey accent which is nice since that’s been on my “do before I die” list for a very long time now. Apparently my “auw”s have softened (tauwlking, wauwkling, cawfee, etc are soft vowels now: talking, walking, coffee). But one thing remains: upon asking what that thing that emits heat in your house – it’s kind of spirally and is up against a wall is called, the consensus was that it’s rahdiator not raydiator. So there. I’ve been getting crap about that once since freshman year of college and now I take comfort in knowing that it’s not just some random pronunciation I made up. A few weeks ago April pointed out that I still drop by “t”s i.e. Barton = Bar-in, button = bu-in, but I’m OK with that. It was kind of fun to be in the trenches of the NJ accent for the evening though, it’s funny how much I notice it now. On the one hand, I don’t want to lose it completely because it’s kind of like letting go of my roots, but on the other hand I hear how harsh it sounds and I don’t particularly enjoy it. Maybe I’ll just move to England and pick that one up instead.

Anyway – before I start rambling on some more I’ll cut myself off. Winter Break so far? Pretty decent. Still a long way to go thankfully and then back to Cornell for my LAST SEMESTER OF COLLEGE! So exciting.