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How long can you stand the heat?
Dec. 15th, 2007 02:10 pmIt's the very end of the semester, which means I want to go out and do things, and then I tell myself, "No, you have to take exams and then leave." So then I look around my room, and I'm like, "I should clean, then."
So my dishes are done, and my room is tidier, by a little bit, but I have yet to start studying today. Not to mention unless I get lower than a 40% on my EM final, I have a B-. Which is my lower goal. And anything higher than a 71% will bring me up, and I should get a B, which is what I'm expecting for the semester, I think. I know I'm grade mongering, but I can't help it. Besides, in this case, it's making me feel better.
It's been a pretty awesome end to the semester. I made a gingerbread-pirate-viking-ship with Jillian at Cafe Mac on Thursday, and today there were lots of dogs on campus for us to pet and play with, and last night, Tom and I watched Star Trek: The Voyage Home. I want to spend more time with people tonight and tomorrow, but I'm pretty pleased with the way the semester's ending, if not actually the fact that it's ending.
It'll be the first time I've been home since the middle of August though, which makes this the longest time I've ever been away from home. I miss my friends, and my puppies, and going out on weekends, and it'll be nice to have a break from cold for a while, though it's not bothering me much right now. I have a lot of books I want to read over break, and people to see, and slacking to do.
So far I'm doing pretty well ignoring the things I'm going to miss here. I always go crazy at home, just not being on my own anymore. I don't do well living with my parents these days. And I always miss having my friends around all the time. And I'm still not even thinking about how much I'm going to miss Tom. It just hits me every now and then, the past few days, that in less than a week, I won't have him around to talk to about everything under the sun, and hold, and have hold me... I plan to send a lot of sappy emails and such, to make up for it, and just go to bed pretending he's staying up late working on something, and when I wake up, he'll be there.
Having not been home in so long, I'm really counting on having a lot to do taking up most of the time I'd spend missing Tom otherwise. It's always easier if you're busy and have other things to do and think about.
All right. I suppose I should actually start studying. What the hell have I learned this semester?
So my dishes are done, and my room is tidier, by a little bit, but I have yet to start studying today. Not to mention unless I get lower than a 40% on my EM final, I have a B-. Which is my lower goal. And anything higher than a 71% will bring me up, and I should get a B, which is what I'm expecting for the semester, I think. I know I'm grade mongering, but I can't help it. Besides, in this case, it's making me feel better.
It's been a pretty awesome end to the semester. I made a gingerbread-pirate-viking-ship with Jillian at Cafe Mac on Thursday, and today there were lots of dogs on campus for us to pet and play with, and last night, Tom and I watched Star Trek: The Voyage Home. I want to spend more time with people tonight and tomorrow, but I'm pretty pleased with the way the semester's ending, if not actually the fact that it's ending.
It'll be the first time I've been home since the middle of August though, which makes this the longest time I've ever been away from home. I miss my friends, and my puppies, and going out on weekends, and it'll be nice to have a break from cold for a while, though it's not bothering me much right now. I have a lot of books I want to read over break, and people to see, and slacking to do.
So far I'm doing pretty well ignoring the things I'm going to miss here. I always go crazy at home, just not being on my own anymore. I don't do well living with my parents these days. And I always miss having my friends around all the time. And I'm still not even thinking about how much I'm going to miss Tom. It just hits me every now and then, the past few days, that in less than a week, I won't have him around to talk to about everything under the sun, and hold, and have hold me... I plan to send a lot of sappy emails and such, to make up for it, and just go to bed pretending he's staying up late working on something, and when I wake up, he'll be there.
Having not been home in so long, I'm really counting on having a lot to do taking up most of the time I'd spend missing Tom otherwise. It's always easier if you're busy and have other things to do and think about.
All right. I suppose I should actually start studying. What the hell have I learned this semester?
