Even when you're not having fun. As long as you have massive amounts of work to do, those deadlines just all of a sudden... WHAM! are in the next two days.

Not that I'm not interested with what I'm doing. I've got a project on how international tourism affects world peace. I know a lot more than I thought I ever could about financial stuff. I am helping to plan the ribbon cutting ceremony for Temple's new building, Alter Hall. My homework has been to interview industry professionals, go to professional organization meetings, start a Google AdWords campaign for a local business, and talk about how great a destination Philadelphia is (which I firmly believe)

There's just a lot of it to do. So I've gotten pretty good at procrastinating, too. A friend and I went to Long Beach Island one Tuesday night, just to get out of Philadelphia. Nothing was open, but there is something lovely about a beach in the winter on a clear night, punctuated by all those stars you miss out on when you're in the city. My sister talked me into standing in line for far too long to meet Kate, from 'Jon and Kate plus 8' (Yes, I know. Judge all you want.). And I baked a ton of cookies and sent some to my friends in Spain, where I spent the fall (and where, by the way, classes were not nearly as hard).

But it's fun. It's interesting. My teachers are so passionate, which really helps. Annndd spring break is in a week and I'm going to Puerto Rico. :)

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It's quite possible that Temple University is the only school that doesn't ever close. It closed once my freshman year because of a truly gigantic blizzard and that was the first time in like twenty years (or some crazy period of time).

But anyway. There's been a ton of snow here in the great city of Philadelphia. I have worn the same boots for a week now and have slipped over the same corner near my apartment several times. It was perfect and lovely and the city had this muffled sound...til the next morning and then it turned into slush.

A snowman built by my friend Emily on the ledge of her apartment window.

His name is Pedro, in all his brief Center City glory. (He has since melted, pobrecito.)

And so as I've been stomping through all this snow, I've been tackling six classes, four of which are heavily based in finance and marketing...business terms I was terrified of but am actually handling quite well. My other two are an event management class and a class that satisfies Race and Society, a core requirement. My Event Management professor actually has an global event managing company, and is a really dynamic guy, so that class is fantastic. I've got a pretty intriguing roster this semester over all.

Snow by the Bell Tower

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