It's official, the last day of the semester is over. Don't get me started about how long this week felt. The funny things was it felt like it took a long time...when I had no homework. I had one presentation in my French Class that went over really well and didn't take long to do. All of my other classes I really didn't do much but sit there and listen. I, personally, believe that was no point in having classes this week, but it was fun.
I was able to learn about the kinds of businesses that some of my classmates would like to make if they were given the opportunity, I saw what other classmates were doing for their projects and papers on immigration (seriously, some of them are so unique, I'm jealous. I'm creative with writing, not with most projects) and I was able to get a better sense of who some of my other classmates were. It's kind of pathetic, actually, one of my closer friends is a junior and I only just got to know her before we leave in the spring. (It was funny because she only just realized that most of our class wasn't going to see her again after the next year since we'd all be graduating).
It's one step closer to graduation but at this point, I'm not thinking about that. I'm thinking about the four days I have free before I go home and being able to see my Mom, Jackee, CC, and Phillip when I get there. The time we go home can't come fast enough.
Loves anything red. Rock music, playing the guitar, drawing, writing, tattoos, and sports are some of my interests and hobbies. I like to laugh, I like to think I'm funny. I talk a lot...just a warning.