Hiding Place

I found a nice hiding place at school today. In the Math building there is a large, but not often used stairwell with huge Nazi architecture-looking windows that make me feel like I am in an experiment. I like it in here though, it is quiet and the only people you see are either out the window and just blobby figures, or total math geeks that are more embarrassed about being caught here than you.

It is rainy today; I love the rain since I moved to Florida. In fact, any weather that isn't hot and sunny is welcome to me. I have never been a fan of the summertime, I like Autumn, Winter and Spring, but Summer is just hot. I like the odd swim here and there and I love Tomatoes and Strawberries, but I am just waiting for fall. I am definitely not living in the right state, but I love my life here, even though it is usually sweaty and damp.

I am doing great in Calculus, can you believe it? I hardly passed anything in there last semester, and now I am miss speed demon during the quizzes. I am still worried about the tests though. I get major anxiety when faced with math tests. Suddenly I can't even count, it is bizarre.

In the world of books I am almost finished with another Rosamund Pilcher book. I am not enjoying it nearly as much as I usually enjoy her stuff. Maybe over kill. it is possible that her books are too sweet and I need to pace myself as with chocolate or krispy-kreme. I am reading Sleeping Tiger. It is about a young woman who goes in search of her father in Spain (whom she thought was dead.) I think the direction it is going is that the dude isn't her father, and is a possible love interest. Creepy? I am thinking a little incest romance may not be a page turner, but I will let you know.

I have been beating myself up because half of the reason for doing this book project was to diminish my to-read list, and frankly, it has grown. So after this little spell of books, I am reading list books only for a little while. I think there is a part of me that doesn't want to lessen the to-read list. It has been my companion for so long, ya know. I have been getting emails from dailylit.com with excerpts from Proust's Swann's Way and Zola's Therese Raquin. I read Swann's Way years ago and I wanted a refresher because I would like to read the rest of Remembrance of Things Past. I won't count it though. As far as the Zola, I am enjoying my little blurbs so much I may count it because I think I will end up picking up the real book some day soon. I recommend dailylit.com it is nice to have a ditty waiting in your email box.

Well, sorority girls invaded my sanctuary, so much for a hiding place.