I bid a due.

I’ll be brief.
Yes, yes I know, I’ve been slacking majorly, and I really don’t have any excuse. Uni started well over two months ago and we’ve just finished our second trail of exams. I’ll be honest, as resilient as I have been in writing this blog for the past year or so, I feel that I have no time in typing this out. As I’m progressing through uni, the courses are getting harder and require more time, along with keeping up the house, interacting with Sebastian and spending time with my soon-to-be-wife. Everything I seem to type out just comes out in a list, with less definition, clarity, description or imagery, but I suppose it’s the price I pay spending so much time on a ‘scientific’ major (not to say it’s unimaginative, of course). By the look of the statistics, the blog isn’t getting as much hits and it used to, which leads me to think that starting this up was a gimmick of sorts. Also, the new blog scene thing appears to be ‘tumblr’, I guess that’s where all the hipsters go. As a matter of fact, and feeling a little bit ashamed, I might (a very big might) jump on the bandwagon just like everybody else. I feel that I don’t have to be obliged to make long posts every few weeks – I feel that small quaint posts would suffice on tumblr. However, time being of the essence, I don’t seem to have as much time to type up this blog like I did last year, as my classes are scheduled as such.
And another thing, the internet we were leeching off at the apartment dissipated, so internet usage has been severely cut.
So, as a general update before I turn to the dark side:
Classes this semester: Child Psych, Experimental Psych, French 2, and Biology 2.
Also, me and Amy viewed our wedding venue – a quaint little vineyard out in a place called Turkey Creek. Lovely interior design – it’s not your typical venue with white washed walls, the place has a lot of character, which suits me and Amy. The owner designs pretty much everything herself: trinkets placed on modern shelving, and a bar that’s laced with foreign money, with fairy lights lit up in bottles. It’s honestly something you have to appreciate when you see it, but for whatever reason we failed to bring a camera that day. Amy always wanted an outdoor wedding and in May when it happens, all the flowers and trees will be fully bloomed – the archway will be decorated with daisies the size of your fist. Statues and fountains situated around the flowers, overlooking a swamp (contrary to Hollywood, swamps look quite pretty).
Upcoming is Jasmine’s and Sebastian’s birthday: Sebastian’s getting his first train set, since every little boy needs one, and Jasmine’s getting a camera, as she seems to be interested in following Amy’s photography footsteps.
As you might recall from last year, this weekend (as in right now before I leave to head out) is the Cotton Festival weekend with fair rides and a parade. Jasmine started kindergarten this year and has been in a flurry of activities, including the Cotton Festival Parade that she will be walking in tomorrow. Speaking of which, yesterday was my first experience of a high school football game. Teenage boys in urban armour, bashing their heads against one another, with the two paint lines underneath each eye painted with their fingers. We only went for half time to watch Jasmine cheerlead for her team, I wasn’t too interested in the game. However, the most amusing part was the half time game with the 5 year olds playing American football, with the helmet being the third of their body size: cute, but kind of awkward to see five year olds be so actively violent. When they tackled each other, they tumbled like ragdolls across the field, and got up straight after seemingly and surprisingly unaffected. I actually saw one of the kids claw one of the players on the opposing team, and the coach actually had to pull him back! But I guess it’s not that much more different then kids slid tackling each other in football, heh.
I will carry on keeping this blog up, but I won’t update nearly as often, so don’t expect to see anything any time soon. If you want to catch up or talk with me, Amy or Sebastian, you know where to find us.
I don’t know when we’ll be heading back to England to visit, but I’m sure those who are loyal will still keep in contact.
Well then, friends, I bid you farewell.