Finding A Way

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     I enjoy the snow. I enjoy getting lectures cancelled and I like seeing people having a laugh. What I don’t like is sitting on a 20 minute bus journey for nearly 3 hours and be followed every part of the journey by the Snow Fiends from Hell who are pictured above.                                                                                                                                                               The bus left UCD and was crawling along, I didn’t mind this so much because of how warm it was on the bus as opposed to the alternative of walking. We were stopped on the Windy Arbour road which is flanked on one side by a massive green and on the other side by houses. After not moving for about fifteen minutes there was a consistent thud of snowballs being milled at the window. This was funny for about 3 minutes. The onslaught continued for at least twenty minutes of non stop thudding. The culprits were two young lads in Columbia jackets and they were wearing wet pants for cycling and had football scarves over their mouths. The funniest thing about the whole thing was that they had a structured operation. One lad rolled the snowballs and the other (who had amazing aim) would just throw tirelessly at the bus. Their persistence was admirable. We eventually moved on a bit. About ten minutes later it started again except 300 hundred yards up the road on the opposite side. They moved base camp. I felt sorry for the bus driver but it was too funny.                                                                                                                                                                       Happy Snow Day.  

I got my results from UCD the other day and everything was pretty much to be expected except for an NG grade in a continuous assessment Creative Writing class. First of all it would have been impossible for me to receive an NG because of attendance alone but I figured maybe I was just really shit. I emailed the tutor anyway and she sent me back a short email saying “There has been a terrible mistake, please contact the English Department immediately.” I went up anyway and was treated like a prince because my NG was a clerical error and I actually received an A-. I’m not going to lie, I was extremely happy because of the circumstances of the grade. The funny thing is that if it was in any other module I would have just accepted the grade and repeated the module. It’s all a bit relieving.                                                                                                                                                 I think I’m going to spend the rest of the afternoon doing college work and eating lentil soup. Delish.                                                                                                                                                                                                                   I will be listening to this all week : )