Better
Well, I'm pretty much back to speed. Still working my way back to eating normally (my stomach still doesn't like that much at once), but I'm much better. Unfortunately, I found out yesterday I also got Keith sick...dang, how come EVERY TIME I get sick he has to catch it???? And when he gets sick, I never catch it...
Picked up my cap and gown (yikes!) yesterday. Started ironing it this afternoon, but after a little bit I thought I noticed a tiny bit of stuff burning on the iron. So I talked my mom into coming and ironing it for me since I trust her better than me.
Tonight we had the Math/Computer Science department senior women's dessert at my advisor's house. It was fun, although I don't know many of the other girls too well because they're all math majors so they've all bonded. We had devotional, yummy desserts made by my advisor, and then she had us all write letters to ourselves in 5 years and then she'll mail them to us then. We each got a rose and a graduation card that was signed and had a personal message by each of the profs in our department. I almost cried when I read it. Makes me remember why I went here in the first place.
So now, the count is 2 classes down, 2 to go. All I have left is one killer final(but, final only worth 10% of my grade + senioritis = will not study that hard for it) and a 4-6 page paper.
Picked up my cap and gown (yikes!) yesterday. Started ironing it this afternoon, but after a little bit I thought I noticed a tiny bit of stuff burning on the iron. So I talked my mom into coming and ironing it for me since I trust her better than me.
Tonight we had the Math/Computer Science department senior women's dessert at my advisor's house. It was fun, although I don't know many of the other girls too well because they're all math majors so they've all bonded. We had devotional, yummy desserts made by my advisor, and then she had us all write letters to ourselves in 5 years and then she'll mail them to us then. We each got a rose and a graduation card that was signed and had a personal message by each of the profs in our department. I almost cried when I read it. Makes me remember why I went here in the first place.
So now, the count is 2 classes down, 2 to go. All I have left is one killer final(but, final only worth 10% of my grade + senioritis = will not study that hard for it) and a 4-6 page paper.