Published May 8, 2006

I turned in my last paper at about 12:30 pm today; I think that means I’m done. I’m completely in shock, I don’t believe that I really won’t be going in to class in just a few days, or working on a group project, or booking another study room. I still expect that I’ll be having the Cobb salad, served every Tuesday at Popovich cafe, for lunch tomorrow, and the taco salad the day after. I mean, this can’t be it, can it? What will I do with 80-100 more hours every week? Um, yay?

Hee, I’m going on vacation!


I know what you mean. I feel antzy and restless, as if there’s just not enough to do.