Whoa! What was up with that last post? Hopefully that's the last "thoughtful rambling" I do for a while. But who knows, it might happen again very soon.
I'm not an incredibly picky eater, but I tend to stick to what most would consider "normal" foods. The interesting thing about my food habits is how they have changed since I was very young. Unlike most kids who won't touch spinach and can't stand the thought of brussel sprouts, I liked both as a child, and still enjoy both, though brussel sprouts on a much rarer occasion. One thing that I have always loved (at least as long as I can remember) and that I could still sit and eat a whole container of, is cottage cheese, and when I was younger, people thought that was weird. Now that I'm older, it's normal to like cottage cheese, but very few kids will eat it, probably because it resembles white brains...well doesn't it? Regardless, cottage cheese is one of my favorites, thankfully the low fat version is fairly healthy, especially if it is paired with a fruit like grapes for a snack.
Onto more grim matters. When I was flying back from North Carolina to Boston last Thursday, some unknown member of the TSA (security at the airport) went through my checked luggage without leaving a notice, and unlawfully took two pieces of my jewelry. It was obvious that my bag had been ruffled through as items were rearranged and the buckle was fastened to a different notch than the one to which I had fastened it (I'm a little OCD when I pack), the most telling evidence was the empty cardboard box (one of the small ones designed for jewelry) that had previously contained a pair of earrings my mother got me for Christmas and a very beautiful pendant that Eric got me for Christmas. Although the earrings weren't expensive and the pendant is not altogether impossible to replace, the sentiments behind the pendant meant the world to me. Eric even had the pendant custom engraved and set with a garnet (my birthstone). So to the person who took my pentacle pendant, I hope you enjoy it.
And finally, papers. It's reading period at Harvard, which means that I'm writing papers, and plenty of them. I have a 15 page lab report due tomorrow, two papers due Friday--one for Abnormal Psych and one for Madness and Medicine. In addition to those three glorious papers, I have three exams next week, one Monday, one Tuesday, and one Saturday--my birthday. Either the set of papers or the set of exams wouldn't be so bad alone, but having both on my shoulders is exhausting. With the two papers due Friday, I'm not sure how I'm going to have the time to study for my exams on Monday and Tuesday, but I'm sure I'll manage. The light at the end of the tunnel is my birthday celebration on Saturday night. I'll be free from exams and papers, and I'll be 21.
Perhaps my next entry will be a bit about myself for anyone who happens to chance across my blog. Until then, I guess you'll just have to wonder.
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