I just spent a good 45 minutes completing a review of my Dance Production class (which needs a ton of help if it’s ever going to actually be a good class), in which I gave many suggestions and wrote out all the things that need fixing and gave a wonderful critique of the entire thing and basically typed out what was equivalent to probably several pages’ worth of my thoughts and ideas on the class…
and something happened as I clicked submit and it didn’t go through and I lost it all.
Well. Guess they aren’t getting my thoughts, then. Because I am so not writing that all out again. That class isn’t worth the time it would take.
On another note, my exams are tomorrow, and then I’ll be done. Glory hallelujah how the heck did that happen.
Also I found out that I only have to be at Hope for the first three weeks of May because my May Term classes are both only three weeks long, and I thought one of them was four weeks. SOMEONE THROW A PARTY WITH ME. You have no idea how elated this makes me. I get to go home sooner. I get to go. home. in a month. Heck, in three weeks and a couple days. What. How.
I’m so happy. So. Stinkin’. Happy.
Also I think I’ve just about finished my final draft of my paper (just need to edit the conclusion!), and it’s so much better now and I feel so much better about it and I just really hope Dr. Gruenler likes it too…because I still know I could do better. But…not as much better as the first draft could have been done. So at least I’m closer, now, I think, to actually having something that’s complete and good.
So I am content. =)
Also it’s been the bestest weather today. Alternating between hot and summery, cool and spring-y, absolute torrential downpour raining-buckets, and gorgeous warm summer rain with lighting and thunder. And it’s so beautiful.
I forget how much I love rain…real, pretty rain. Not the gross wind-driven cold wintery rain. the happy, gentle, warm, pounding, summer rain. It’s beautiful, and it smells good, and thunder makes me so happy. =)
…and I know I’m overtired and overstressed, despite my best intentions, because I’ve started reversing letters when I type words, or just typing the wrong word all together (and then looking at the sentence and going, gosh, I KNOW I was thinking the right word…I just didn’t write it…ha).
But. I can see the light. We’re so close.
I just really don’t want this year to end, though, because I actually know people who are graduating now. And I would really rather they just…stay. Forever. Because I’ll miss them a lot.
And, last but not least, I had the oddest dream last night and I still don’t know what to make of it. I dreamed that I met my soulmate and future love-of-my-life in a public restroom, and his name was Michael Andrew Fox and he wasn’t cute, but he made up for that in manners.
Yea. I know. That was my reaction too.
…I mean, of all the romantic locations to meet your future spouse…
I woke up this morning and just sat in bed for a few minutes staring at the ceiling while my brain went, “What. What. No. What are you doing. What. Stahp.”