So, it is in fact Easter weekend and I get to spend it studying...kinda. Well, I'm mostly studying. My roommates and I started talking of Easters past. That made me think of that one Easter I woke up insanely early (the sun wasn't even up), and I saw a basket on the floor and for some reason a pile of raisins. I sleepily thought to myself, 'why didn't he just put it in the basket?'. Anyway, I went back to sleep. When I woke up I was better able to inspect the pile on the floor...
It was rabbit shit.
That fucking bunny took a dump on my floor. Now, that was pretty hilarious when I was a kid, but now I sit and think... My parents, at least my dad, was dedicated enough to go outside, walk around the lawn and gather whatever rabbit excrement he could find and probably put it in a basket because it was fitting and pile it on my floor. The whole reason they got after me to clean my room was so they could put shit on my floor.
I was talking to them on the phone today and mentioned it. Mom said, "See how much we love you? To be that dedicated!" to which I responded. "You put shit on my floor!" she went on to say, "Well we put Santa boot prints on Jonathan's floor when he was little."
"...he got boot prints, and I got shit? Thanks guys."
Oh well, makes for a pretty good story. I still can't believe they went outside and collected shit. Anyway, I'm finished classes and only have two exams. I'm pretty excited about that. It's just over a week until my brother comes to help me make the trip back home. What really sucks though is the actual trip. Fourteen hours on a bus then about five or six hours on a ferry. The ferry I don't mind of course because I can walk around and go to the bathroom whenever I want. Not when I need to, just when I want. I probably went through this before. Anyway, the company makes it a little easier, even though we pretty much sleep the whole time.
But, I'm pretty excited to get home. I'm sure most people would. Dad was talking about getting a couple of full year passes to the wildlife park so we could go walking there everyday. Which is pretty neat cause I love that place! Especially since they have wolves there now, and don't get me started on the miniature goats. He also promised to take me to the beach more often. I know, I sound like a little kid, but I don't have my license...or friends :P. But me and dad have a great time when we go on our little adventures. We talk about the ruins and what that place must have looked like when the English landed to lay siege on the French fort. Then we go to the other beach and look for bones. It's really pretty epic. Not sure if I mentioned it before but we found a skull and a spine last year. Not human...I should probably make that clear. I think it belonged to a seal.
Anyway, I'm hoping my brother will join us more this year. I have fun holding his head underwater. It doesn't last long however, because he just stands up and I fall to the briny deep. Good times are had by all.
Well, I should be studying...well that and madtv is on. I have no life. Laters!
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