Homecoming
I'm so excited. My brother and my boyfriend should be here any minute to help me move all of my stuff out of my dorm room. It's been a long year... and now it's finally over. I have one more final to take this afternoon, and then I'm off for my summer adventures, whatever they may happen to be. Probably not that exciting, considering that I plan to spend most of my summer taking classes and going to work, but at least I'll be home.
And I'm proud of myself. In approximately six hours, I will have fully completed my first year as an undergrad. With mostly good grades, too (A's and B's), not counting this quarter (Linguistics kicked my ass). I look forward to next year.
As for the summer, I really only have one goal. I want to get back into my writing. I figure the excuse of being too busy and having no place to go really doesn't hold water anymore. So, I'm going to try.
And I'm proud of myself. In approximately six hours, I will have fully completed my first year as an undergrad. With mostly good grades, too (A's and B's), not counting this quarter (Linguistics kicked my ass). I look forward to next year.
As for the summer, I really only have one goal. I want to get back into my writing. I figure the excuse of being too busy and having no place to go really doesn't hold water anymore. So, I'm going to try.