If you were coming in the fall

Some days ago I got an idea: what if I stopped eating candy at all? I've now been about two years nearly without any sweeties. Sometimes been tasting them of course, but not actually. So, I made a promise: I'll stop eating candy until the eternity comes. I'll keep going without any unnecessary bombs of sugar, colourants and additives; that's what I'll do!

And then about school: my first week there is completed. It was such nice even my schedule overflows. The schedule says that I've got 33 week hours (which is the maximum) but in practice that's just 32 because we are too lazy to keep one of the German lessons which takes place from 3 p.m. to 3.45 p.m. on Mondays so we do some extra at home to fulfil our goals.

I'm also studying one psychology course under the title of independent achievement since otherwise my schedule would have exploded. But that's just a psychology course so it's going to be a piece of cake. By the way, we're making needle eye cameras in the art lessons at the moment - it's a photography course, yay! I'll show you some of the coming photos with my soon completing camera if the outputs are succesful.

Here's a poem for the day, too.

If you were coming in the fall
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile, and half a spurn
As housewives do, a fly

If I could see you in a year
I'd wind the months in balls
And put them each in separate drawers
For fear the numbers fuse

If only centuries, delayed
I'd count them on my hand
Subtracting, till my fingers dropped
Into Van Dieman's land

If certain, when this life was out
That yours and mine, should be
I'd toss it yonder, like a rind
And take eternity

But, now, uncertain of the length
Of this, that is between
It goads me, like the goblin bee
That will not state, its stin

-Emily Dickinson-