It's pretty much going to be awesome.
I hear lots of other people in my major talking about grad school or (*gag*) law school as we near the finish line. (I just can't fathom why anyone would want to go to law school. It sounds as appealing as encasing my legs in cement and throwing myself into the middle of the ocean. And that's probably what those law school grads will want to do when they finish with a hundred thousand dollars of debt and realize the country is currently flooded with law school graduates and there are not enough lawyer jobs for all of them.)
I'm not into that kind of thing. I just want to be done. I've been in school since I was six years old! I'm sick of it. I'm tired of paying tuition, of homework, of deadlines, of pointless classes, of stress and anxiety and sleeplessness. I'm ready to move on!
It's just getting to graduation that's the problem.
Some days I'm so busy going from one class to the next, running to the computer lab to do homework in between, and on top of that working 20 hours a week, that I don't even have a chance to eat until I get home at night.
Thursdays are the worst--once I went all day and didn't eat anything til 1 a.m. (Well, that day I came home and was talking to Mark for the thirty minutes I got to see him that day before he went off to work, and was so exhausted I fell asleep right after he left. Woke up three hours later STARVING!)
And then I registered for classes on Tuesday night and realized that for my final semester I will be taking twenty credits. TWENTY. I had a little emotional breakdown that night. Poor Mark had to comfort me, haha.
The next day, after some sleep, I realized that nine of those credits would be my job, which I would be working at anyways (yay for a new job that counts as an internship! but anxiety at working almost 30 hours a week now...), so it's the other 11 credits I need to worry about. And since I'm a person who procrastinates classes she doesn't want to take, one of those classes will be statistics.
frowny face :(
Basically I complain every day about how I want to be graduated. That is all.
Have some pictures.
Here is Mark on his first day of school:
How cute!
Here is Mark helping me rearrange our bedroom furniture:
He was so excited, you can just feel his enthusiasm.And here is a picture of us being cute together with some autumn leaves:
Also I was not wearing makeup. Oh well.
