The End

I took my last final today.

I'm a little hesitant to believe that this is really the end; that after 8 years of college I am finally done. But the grades I got back before my finals indicate that this would be the case.

• Africa class: 89 on midterm, B- on paper, B on presentation - and the final felt alright. I couldn't do the identification questions, but whatever.
• China class: 85 on midterm, 95 on paper, and all of my in class presentations went really well. I took this final today and it was really exactly what I expected - I felt really well prepared for it. I'm sure it won't be a perfect score but I am super happy with it, I know I did the best I could have possibly done.
• Senior seminar: A on my presentation, A- on my paper, and A on my critique of another student's paper mean I ended up with an A in the class. PSYCHED. This class was awful, all semester - just so much work and so exhausting. But I did it, and ended up by far with the best grade of all my classes this semester.

I was originally in a literature class that I dropped before spring break because of the workload, it was making me fall behind in my other classes and it was just an elective anyway.


This weekend I am going to PA about a job.
A week from tomorrow I fly to Florida with Woody and my parents for a graduation celebration in Key West and Key Largo! This is what I asked for as a graduation present - part of me is sort of wishing I had something tangible that I could hold on to, especially since I am skipping the graduation ceremony, but what I am in need of most of all is FUN. This has been by far the most stressful semester of my college career and I feel like I haven't had a good time since spring break. I'm ready for it!

Princess

Saint Patrick

Really missing my boy today!

Walking

We went on a really nice walk after class today. I used a walking app on my phone and we went about 2 miles, just around our neighborhood and down to the river. Rusty went in to swim and that was cute!

I'm going to go for a run in the morning, this app is really cool. It tracks how far you go and your pace, shows your route on a map, and will even design a running work out for you. I really need to get back in shape and this makes it more fun, at least for now.

Anyway here are some pictures from today!

Spring

This is my problem...

Regardless of how much I slept the night before...

If I go to bed at 10:00 PM, I wake up before 2 AM. 4 hours of sleep, max. Then I can't get back to sleep.

If I go to bed at 2 AM, I sleep for 8 hours. Lovely. The trouble is always falling asleep though.

The last few nights I have not been able to fall asleep, laying awake in bed all night. Hate it. So tonight I took nyquil around 8:30 to help sleep. I figured that since I was exhausted from not sleeping for two nights it would knock me out and I would be able to rest, finally, and finish my paper and just be done with this semester. Woke up at like 1:00. FML. This sucks.

College is the worst, don't let anyone tell you otherwise.

How I am Doing

If you're curious about how I'm handling the stress of my (hopefully) last semester of college, I have spent all of today in bed, most of it crying because I'm so exhausted and frustrated from not sleeping and from the workload of professors who seem to be conducting an experiment about whether or not it is possible to kill students via assigning everything with the same due date.

I believe the answer to that hypothesis is no, but you'll make them all wish you could!

So yeah. If I can get it together long enough to write this eight page paper by 2;00 tomorrow - I haven't started, though I've finished all of my other assignments, finally - I might actually make it out of college alive. Or as a sleep-deprived zombie, but as long as I get out of here, who cares!!!

Quotes from real life

"You're a good real boyfriend but you're a horrible virtual boyfriend."

He never responds to anything on Facebook, ever, from me or anyone else, haha.

Texts From Dog

If you aren't following this Tumblr, you should be:

http://textfromdog.tumblr.com/

Proof, or Disc Golf: a Review

I have proof that Woody is my true love, in case there were any non-believers left in the audience: I was asked to go disc-golfing with some of his friends. And I did it.

Disc-golfing, if you're curious, is like a cross between frisbee and golf. Not as much mini-golf, like I was hoping. I really had no interest in playing but as I spent most of Woody's birthday in bed with a migraine, I felt obligated.

I regretted this decision immediately. You could start by calling it a walk in the woods and also across open fields, and I immediately wished I had my horse with me. It was a nice day, a little chilly, but we were walking through trails that wove in and out of the woods. It was like taking a trail ride, on foot. I believe non-horse people call this "hiking."

Anyway, the game. So you have a frisbee disc and you throw it around a golf course, but there is a basket/net/goal apparatus instead of a hole in the ground. There are 18 "holes" and the objective is to get around the course with the fewest tosses. Like golf, sort of. And there are no golf carts, this is an active game for active people. Did your frisbee accidentally go the opposite direction? Into the creek? Down a hill? Well you better start walking.

It has its potential as a group activity. We had a group of six and although you are each supposed to have your own disc, we only had three so we split into teams. Woody and I were the worst team. It's not a very intense game, you just sort of throw a frisbee around and then walk after it. But it gets you moving and works your upper body. My shoulder is KILLING me today. Also, it will provoke a group of twenty-something males to start doing cartwheels in public. Well, that might have been the beer, but it was amusing nevertheless.

So, there you have it: if you have ever felt the desire to take a trail ride, without a horse, while throwing a frisbee around, then disc golf is for you.

This Commercial

Every time.

Draw Something

I am getting really proud of my Draw Something skills.

(This is a Koopa from the Mario series of video games)

College, Post-Grad

I have a lot of important decisions to make re: what I'm going to do with my life.

Of course, none of them are going to matter when I fail everything and have to repeat my last semester of college.