Coming Up For Air

What a semester! I must apologise for practically vanishing after London Fashion Week, though rest assured I have kept my peripheral vision on the rest of the collections (LOVED Chanel's Crystalline Collection!). Things have been so crazy that I have gone AWOL for the past month. Obviously, this is by no means a rant over the workload. I have lagged behind and must now suffer the consequences of my tardiness...so hopefully, 12,000 words later I will come out of this whole shebang with a good diploma and my sanity still intact. 

I've just returned to good 'ol Peterborough for the Easter Holidays, and much like the other times that I have come home from University, it has the effect of a sanctuary- it's peaceful, albeit slightly dragging, but the comforts of being away from the north is very refreshing. The only thing I do not like however is the fact that it always manages to be at least 5 degrees colder than Leeds. How is that possible?! It has been so warm up north I was practically sunbathing through my skylight! I didn't bother bringing home winter coats either, so big mistake. On the upside, the trees have started to bloom already. The plum tree in ma jardin is blooming with it's pretty lilac blossoms, and the red dahlias are also turning up the heat with its scarlet petals. My sister came and went within the first two days of my return, which sucks but it was very warming to have her back to celebrate Mother's Day a couple of days early, so even if my Dad is away, my Mama had her three children home for the weekend. 

Yesterday, I found myself in an eerie mood. It was relaxing, calming, and also a little unnerving. I guess it's safe to say that reflecting and clearing some headspace has its ups and downs. It's the final lap now and three months shy of graduating, I found myself looking out the window of my conservatory, armed with nothing but a blanket and a cup of tea in my Venti Starbucks mug, trying to envision a life after academia. I'm not terribly excited by the prospect of starting my adult life unemployed and in debt, but it also excites me to finally rid myself of essays and lectures. There will be more time to spare- to actually allow myself to delve into Tolstoy's prose or to finally perfect my Lemon Meringue Pie. Thinking about it makes the end of the tunnel a tad brighter. 

I just read what I wrote... and isn't it morbid? Haha. 

Perhaps it's too early to come up for air completely at this point in the game. After all, I may as well give it my all (ugh, how cheesy?) for it's nearly there. However, I do believe that at least for a couple of more days, I can afford to breathe and stretch- maybe even catch up on some more American TV (Nikita or dare I say, Alias 2.0 is currently taking my fancy!)- only to ease my way into getting back in my groove. Though the Peterborough Library is far from the National Library in terms of resources, what it does have are a group of self-study rooms that you can reserve. To fight the lull of complacency at home, I think I'm going to have to get my ass in gear and take myself to one of these rooms to crack on with my dissertation. 

I can see the green sash and the billowing gown in the horizon. All I need to do is to make sure not to trip on the final few hurdles.

P.S., 

I just realised that the Figure Skating World Championships will be airing from the 26th of March! I'll be sure to take five, and show my support for Team Japan! Fingers crossed, Ashley and Carolina will not be overscored too high and that Patrick Chan falls on his bottom to round off a sloppy season. 

Ganbare~!