But seriously, hello Friday!
This week went by pretty quickly for me, though I feel as if I've been in a sleepy daze for half of it. I don't know what my problem is, but I've been staying up later and later and then in the morning I'm useless. I didn't even have that much homework this week due to a couple exams coming up for midterms. MIDTERMS. We are halfway through my first semester back to school, people. I may survive. I may actually graduate one day.
Aside from work, homework, and working out (that's a lot of work), I've had my hands in a few other little things. I recently started to paint with watercolors. I haven't picked it up out of nowhere, I've been painting since I was a little girl. I'm no Da Vinci, but my mom is darn near close and she's taught me a thing or two. I want her to teach me a lot more things now that I'm getting back into it. It relaxes my mind at the end of the day; I've just been turning on some chill music and painting in the corner of my kitchen.
Another project I have up my sleeve is, a little more morbid at first thought, but will be awesome when it's done. I found a dead porcupine on the side of the road near my house and I stopped the other day to...gather(?) some of it's quills? It sounds disgusting, but hear me out, I've got some radical jewelry ideas for them. And don't worry, I thoroughly disinfected them. Seriously, I've been waiting years to find one that wouldn't put my life in danger when I pulled off the road to get what I needed. So stay tuned, I don't have a craft store near me, so it might be a bit before I can work out what I have in mind, but it's going to be beautiful.
Also, funny story behind this porcupine. I was talking to my mom on the phone when I pulled up to it to gather the quills. I was about 15 feet behind it and I could see a spot of bright red near it's head. "Oh my gosh, I think I see it's brains!" I shrieked into her ear. I got out of my truck with my gloves, paper towels and ziplock bag and hesitantly walked up to the little guy. When I got closer I found that the red I had seen was not his brains or guts, but a rose.
"Someone put a rose in his paws!" I squealed delightedly as I bent down to look. He really was a beautiful animal and even though it was probably done as a joke, I felt it was appropriate that someone had paid respect to him. Especially since I was about to take a large amount of his quills back with me. It's fine, I know how creepy I sound. You'll see, though, YOU'LL ALL SEE.
Other than that though, it's been the usual do 3 works (that's what I'm referring to them as from now on) and trying to ignore how messy my house is. Hopefully I can tackle that tonight after I murder my abs in the gym.
Have a great weekend, dudes.