Vacation at last!

So my spring break started. Spring break is actually next week. This week is finals week. But I don't have any final exams this week, or anything else for that matter. So I'm free as a bird. Do you know how great it feels to see everyone else studying and I'm just taking it easy. :) I turned in an essay last Friday, had the final Spanish exam on Friday as well, and turned in my last essay this Monday. So now I have nothing else left. And boy am I in the need for a vacation. On Monday evening I was so tired that I could not do anything that required a brain. I had written a 3500 word essay on the weekend. That just tired me out. I mean 3500 words is a lot to write in three days, and most of it was done on Saturday and Sunday. And before that I had written another essay. I found out what I got on my Spanish exam today. Well I don't know the exact number grade, but I got an A+. Am I good or what? I e-mailed my teacher to find out the grade and she wrote back that I had done a fantastic job. I am so smart. :) Now just have to wait for the grades of the two essays I wrote.

I haven't really done anything interesting this past week. I was so busy with essay writing and reading for exams and what else not, that I really didn't have time to do much else. I decided yesterday that for the next couple of days I will use my brain as little as possible. And so I have done today. I woke up at 11am, talked with my boyfriend and just surfed the net and watched tv shows and read, and went shopping. Now that I have time I can read books. I read Pride and Prejudice just now and now I am reading Emma. Apparently I have some kind of Jane Austen frenzy going on. It all started with Sanditon. That's a novel that Jane Austen started, but then she died before finishing it and so another person finished it. I bought that book in Portland and then read it. After that I just felt like reading all the other books by Jane Austen. I thought I'd read Sense and Sensibility next, after Emma. But I just might stop there then with Jane Austen and then I might go on to the Brontë sisters. But they might be too dark for me at the moment, if you know what I mean by dark. I need books that are relatively happy, or else I fade into this odd sad state. I think that's because I miss home at the moment so much. Reading something like Wuthering Heights might make me a bit sad. I'll just see how it goes.

So for the next two days I don't really have anything to do. It feels great not to have to do anything! I do have to go to Gateway mall to buy a suitcase and maybe some sneakers. I need the suitcase for my trip. I don't want to take my massive suitcase with me, so I thought I'd buy a new one that is a little smaller than the old one. I have to do that at some point anyway, so why not now. At Gateway there's this store that sells stuff for a smaller price. It sells stuff that is 'last season'. All kinds of stores sell their stuff to that store, and that store then sells it for less. And the stuff really is of good quality. So that's where I'm going.

I went to the other mall today, Valley River Center. I had to go buy some minutes for my phone. And I also had to return the shirt that gave me the massive allergy attack. And as you might guess, I bought something new this time as well. I mean, what else can you do than buy stuff if you're at a mall with dozens of stores. I bought two new shirts (this time I checked that the material was ok) and a pair of black pants. I got so sad at the mall when I passed a pet store. The last few times I have been at that mall I deliberately have not gone past that pet store, but now I was looking for a particular store so I had to check that corridor as well. I shouldn't have. That pet store keeps puppies in glass boxes. It's so sad. Most of the puppies are in those boxes alone. I just feel like taking them all home with me, so that they wouldn't be sad anymore. That is just cruelty towards dogs. It really is. But then again, I think they were all mixed breed, so it might be that if the store hadn't taken them, they'd be on the streets or something. You never know here. But it's still sad. :( Oh yeah, on the bus to the mall this guy kept on staring at me. He was actually an ok looking guy (looked like a student in his 20s), not those oddities you see most of the time on the busses. I could see him staring from the side of my eye, while I was looking outside. Then a couple of times I deliberately turned and looked at him, because it was just so disturbing. And every time he turned his eyes to another direction. But he just kept on staring. And then at the mall we happened to pass each other at one point and he stopped in his tracks for a second, and I think he blushed, when he looked at me. I really didn't dream up all this. It was so odd. Am I so good looking or did I have something on my face? ;)

Nothing else to write really. I'm leaving for Vancouver on Friday. I hope the trip goes well. I'll write after my trip and tell you all about it. Don't expect to hear from me before then. I'm coming back on Friday next week. Have a nice week you guys. Bye.