I am finally done with this 18-credit, 15-hour-work-week, grad-school-application-deadlined semester, and should finish with a 3.75 GPA.
Booyah, Bully, and Ballyhoo.
And now, in the words of John Travolta in drag, "Ah'm g'nuh goo d'bed; Ah'm s'tawrd." I feel an overwhelming need to sleep, watch hours of mindless television, and saturate various surfaces with ink and paint -- in which activities I now have a glorious week and a half to indulge before the next semester starts up. The last semester of my undergraduate career. Gulp.
Anyway, sorry if I haven't been responsive in the blogging or facebook worlds; my online socializations are usually the first casualties of stress. I love you all! Thanks for being awesome.