a l m o s t t h e r e

In the midst of the storm I find myself in a moment of observation and sunday cheer. There is something about knowing that you are almost done with something and actually finishing. The end of the semester will be here faster than ever. When that moment arrives the mood of my present state will fall from existence and become Euphoria!

within 5

This appeared to be the best moment to stop and write. I'm in class and we're not really doing anything right now. The weekend was a bizmal and I did get a lot of work done, but nothing interesting happened. It will be interesting to see what life will be like outside of the next five weeks, but until then I've really got to focus on everything. Sixteen hours worth of classes is a crazy amount, but It's do able. Wait, Doable isn't a word. Man, Americans make up too many words.