In All Awkwardness.

Last night was a first. A really, really, really awkward first. I hate it how sometimes I really feel like I'm missing a sense of awareness I seriously need, because that "omg I was ignorant to this it feels like a space that was there and gaping all along has just been filled".

Yesterday, however, had a few notable points although all I was supposed to be doing was studying for math 140.

One, my friend Yak's first snowfight and snow angel experience. AAHH I was outnumbered by internationals!! Note: ice really really hurts, so make sure it stays away from the general vicinity of your face.
Two, Thai peanut noodles (specific instant brand) are actually an amazing experience. For your tastebuds. Also, the person who made that experience happen pronounced it like "thigh"- the "Thai" pronounciation war continues.
Three, I found out that during the winter holidays, if I'm leaving, I have to turn the heat to a minimum of 10C. Instead of turning all the heat off. This makes me shiver.
Four, hot chocolate is amazing, and it's even better if you put mini marshmallows in it and it puffs up and eventually melts in your cup.
Five, wet jeans are not the most comfortable things to wear.
Six, I went inside my first pub. It was heaven because it was roaring cold outside.
Seven, that wasn't the "first" I was referring to in the first sentence.
Eight, late last night, I went to bed at 2am. It was because somehow, I ended up entangled in this immersion of childhood nostalgia and changed perceptions- and it was search, discovery, nostalgia, and SUCH an ache of longing and remembrance and a bunch of other things it stirred up... my insides felt like they were squirming.

My French roomie and I... we really had a moment. I suppose I shall divulge some of this when I come back.