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So, since I bought a lot of my needed books for class online last week, they aren't here yet! Why didn't I do that at least a week earlier? Stupid me. Oh well. I think that I have half of the ones I'll need right away, and I've already discovered that my Women's Studies professor put hers on reserve at one of the campus libraries, so I can go there. I will make this work somehow!
This is my last night of summer before beginning a school year, possibly ever. I feel like I should have something reflective or important to say, but I don't. I don't even have the times or room numbers of my classes written into my planner yet. I guess that means I'm a senior - past the point of caring, :) There is always the chance that at some time in the future, I might decide to go to law school, or that I need a graduate degree (please God, no), but I don't know if I will. My life goals have always been to graduate from college, and to become an author. The first goal will definitely happen, and as for the second, well, hopefully I can work hard on it. As I think I've said before, for some reason my creative thoughts flow much more freely when I'm taking classes (much to my dismay, as I have no time to pay much attention, except for sketching and scribbling in the margins of my notes), particularly in the fall. I don't know why this is.
Antoine's roommate The Hammer solved my current book-storing problem by giving a bookshelf to me that he no longer wants. I was extremely happy on Friday, when I brought it home.
Holy crap, Antoine gave me more Tool music to listen to, and my love for this band has grown exponentially.
This is my last night of summer before beginning a school year, possibly ever. I feel like I should have something reflective or important to say, but I don't. I don't even have the times or room numbers of my classes written into my planner yet. I guess that means I'm a senior - past the point of caring, :) There is always the chance that at some time in the future, I might decide to go to law school, or that I need a graduate degree (please God, no), but I don't know if I will. My life goals have always been to graduate from college, and to become an author. The first goal will definitely happen, and as for the second, well, hopefully I can work hard on it. As I think I've said before, for some reason my creative thoughts flow much more freely when I'm taking classes (much to my dismay, as I have no time to pay much attention, except for sketching and scribbling in the margins of my notes), particularly in the fall. I don't know why this is.
Antoine's roommate The Hammer solved my current book-storing problem by giving a bookshelf to me that he no longer wants. I was extremely happy on Friday, when I brought it home.
Holy crap, Antoine gave me more Tool music to listen to, and my love for this band has grown exponentially.
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