Running Around With My Head Cut Off
One week and counting until finals and all kinds of wonderful hell. Today wasn't all that bad, I guess. I worked on my clay head and it is starting to look like a finished product, thank God, I am so sick of restorative art lab. I don't have another final until Thursday and I had the night off of work, so I did some totally random things that I had been meaning to get done. I guess I am just waiting for the weekend, which is probably not good, cause when it hits it will be all I can do to make myself study. I wanted to go into Saturday thinking that if I didn't study again until Sunday evening it wouldn't matter. We'll see if that happens(ten finals to study for, but it can be done).
I'm so wanting the weekend to hurry up and get here. It is sort of sad to think I only have three more weekends before I have to leave, and that I have to work one of them. I have done a lot since I have been here, but it still seems like I am leaving without having done everything I should have done. What is really going to suck is leaving my friends behind. I have 5 really good friends that I made at Worsham, Kris being one of them, and probably the person I will miss the most. Then there are all the non-weirdo funeral directing types that I have met, some of which I have only known for a month or two, but can tell I will miss.
One of the things that bothered me while living here was that there are so many people yet so few to hang out with, and at times it almost felt lonely living in the city, but now I feel like I have met enough people that I really don't have a reason to feel lonely here. Too bad it took so long to meet them all.
Well enough of this sappy sad goodbye junk, I have finals to study for, c.d.'s to burn, a car to clean out, and an apartment to clean, and the list goes on and on......
*Blowing Smooches at You*
I'm so wanting the weekend to hurry up and get here. It is sort of sad to think I only have three more weekends before I have to leave, and that I have to work one of them. I have done a lot since I have been here, but it still seems like I am leaving without having done everything I should have done. What is really going to suck is leaving my friends behind. I have 5 really good friends that I made at Worsham, Kris being one of them, and probably the person I will miss the most. Then there are all the non-weirdo funeral directing types that I have met, some of which I have only known for a month or two, but can tell I will miss.
One of the things that bothered me while living here was that there are so many people yet so few to hang out with, and at times it almost felt lonely living in the city, but now I feel like I have met enough people that I really don't have a reason to feel lonely here. Too bad it took so long to meet them all.
Well enough of this sappy sad goodbye junk, I have finals to study for, c.d.'s to burn, a car to clean out, and an apartment to clean, and the list goes on and on......
*Blowing Smooches at You*