Snowmaggeddon

That's the name of the week-long storm that devastated the US east coast Metropolitan area. First it was 30 inches of basic snow. Then it was another 10 inches with Category 2 Hurricane wind speeds. It was basically a blizzard. Everyone was forced to experience the Ice Age, if only for a short period of time. It was scary because being trapped inside for nearly over a week feels like an endless deep dark abyss.

It was also boring. I didn't get to go to work or lectures about my favorite topics. I was trapped home reading, watching tv, playing games, or shoveling ice and snow. It's really hard to shovel with a straight back. So it's really tiring to shovel. Hmm, this is a good time to research for a better way to shovel snow. It's basically lift with your legs and not your back. Keep your back straight. Take breaks. Dress in layers.

I finally decided to get myself enrolled in a creative writing class. Perhaps I'll actually write something interesting?

I'm currently reading the Hunchback of Notre Dame by Victor Hugo. I've heard that it is a good read.

I'm thinking about changing my room. I don't like the way it's positioned. Perhaps it's because of the clutter that I kept too of much?

It's almost Chinese New Years. Coincidentally, it's also Valentine's Day. I'm happy for Chinese New Year, but I am ambivalent towards Valentine's day.

I'm taking 6 classes this semester. They are Contemporary City, Economic Geography, Latin America Migration, Modern History of Korea, East Asian History II, and Creative Writing. Yes, I know; that's stupidly a lot. Contemporary City is a course that discussions present day city situations and problems. Economic Geography provides an introduction into that subject. Latin America Migration is a special rare course about Latino/Hispanic migration into the US. Apparently migration is a two way progess. Sort of like Newton's law: for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. Possibly a lot more than last semester when I was taking 212 C++. I'm still frustrated over that. But I can't retake it. It's the 3rd time. My gpa is too low already. I was crazy for messing it up 3 times in a row. I'm not sure anymore about how did I mess up. I think it was a combination of factors and stress. I'm gonna miss those classes. Now instead of creative theoretical thinking, I have lots of reading.

My goals for this semester is to read more. Period. Well, to read and write more. Period.

You could even say that that is my new year's resolution in a way.

Aw the driveway wasn't shoveled properly. I'm gonna have to fix that tomorrow morning.

-W