The longest two weeks EVAR
I feel like the turtle.
Two weeks left of class, y’all, and on the one hand it feels like this has been the longest semester ever OMG, and on the other hand it feels like it’s actually passed pretty quickly. I’m ready for a break, I must say. I’ve been thinking about the summer quite a bit, and what I want to try to accomplish … I’m so bad for making grandiose plans and not doing a single thing I planned … one thing that must happen, I must go to Texas. If I do nothing else, this must happen. Non-negotiable. Besides that, I’m building my reading list, I’d like to get out of this not-writing slump … get caught up on my friends’ stories … that sort of thing. Mainly just take it easy, do some things that I enjoy, things that are restful. To chillax, one might say. That’s fun to think about. So that’s what’s on my mind this morning.
Grades are looking a tad iffy as we near the end of the semester, but I’m hoping for B’s across the board. English Lit and I are just never going to get along, I’ve decided. Creative Writing was a bust. Everything else should be fairly decent though. Like I said, I want a B. I’ll be happy with that. Then we can get on with the summer and everybody can just chill the heck out. Sounds good to me.
*Lolcats picture found at icanhascheezburger.com