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School is almost over and I couldn't be any more excited. This year has really flown by though and I've had tons of fun. I love the feeling of the end of the year. I think my favorite part was doing lab check out and locking that god forbidden lock on the drawer. Ah... to never wear goggles again or handle toxic substances with your bare hands because your retarded T.A. forgot to mention that the chemicals should never be touched without powerfully thick rubber gloves. Good Times. But it's sad too. I'll miss my lofty loft. I love sleeping 8 inches from the ceiling - it's cozy, like a nest. I've grown attached to that lumber - many a good nap have been taken. I feel like I'm writing a farewell speech so I'm going to stop.... but... not... before... the... final Toast - cheers!
On another note - I'm super nervous for my meeting at 3pm. I have to beg a professor to let me in her class..... I feel like it's going to be an interview or something to see if I can handle it. But if I can't get in I'm completely screwed and will be stuck in prenursing for even longer. I swear I won't graduate til I'm 30 at this rate. Uncertain futures make my tummy hurt - either that or it's food poisoning.
Later Gators
On another note - I'm super nervous for my meeting at 3pm. I have to beg a professor to let me in her class..... I feel like it's going to be an interview or something to see if I can handle it. But if I can't get in I'm completely screwed and will be stuck in prenursing for even longer. I swear I won't graduate til I'm 30 at this rate. Uncertain futures make my tummy hurt - either that or it's food poisoning.
Later Gators