Catching up

This is just a quick update on my life. I don't have time for anything good, exciting, or creative--actually, I take that back. Here's something I sketched in between Immuno lectures. One out of three, possibly.

Breathing out ghosts, and crunching in leaves
Watching the ice tracing lace on the trees
Seeing light in the dark, cast through windows on snow
Watching the flakes fill up tracks as we go
Rewriting the world that we all thought we knew
Winter softly descends as I stand here with you.

Now that that's out of the way, we've already established I have no time. Also, I am sick. It was just a cold, and then I was getting betterish, and now...worse. No fun, because tomorrow starts my up-at-half-past-four, study every possible spare minute pre-test week marathon. And I've already gone through two boxes of tissues. Somebody, please, shoot me...

On a better and brighter note, for those of you who don't know, I am somebody's girlfriend, quite a wonderful somebody, in my humble opinion, and I have been so for...one month and one day and three hours, seven minutes... Not that I'm counting, of course. But even so. And he brought me these amazing little clementine-like oranges, except they're sweeter...I might get sick more often. Agh, it sounds so unimportant, putting it like that...but he's...important. Very much so. I'm quite pleased. No, that doesn't cover it either. I'm...obviously unable to put into words how much it means to me. I need to sleep, perhaps.

Also, my mother and little sister have discovered skype, and it's wonderful. I can't wait to go home for Christmas.

Goodnight, moon.