Yes, today is the last day of the final week of the final class of my mother's bachelor's degree program. So I'm listening to War Pigs by Black Sabbath to celebrate. How appropriate, I think?
Wow. It's been a real journey and these past few weeks have been tough. Having to do assignments for the entire day until 3 am in the night was a struggle. Better than the Computer Graphics assignments but still hard nevertheless.
My dad got back from Nigeria a few hours ago though. So things have been good. The final assignment wasn't as bad as I thought. It was just a LOT of citing and reiterating and moving around.
So my boobs hurt. More my right boob. But it's been hurting since I was in bed this morning. Does this mean I have cancer?
I can talk about the death of that Corey guy and Coheed and Cambria and stuff. But today's not the day to do it.
Today is the day of celebration and the end of agony.
Okay, maybe not the end of agony. But the end of one stress in my life. I can now focus on myself. Getting my SAT study on. Doing those college essays. Starting applications. Finishing summer homework. My brain is throbbing just thinking about it.
I'm probably gonna make myself peanut butter sandwiches and stuff myself. Tomorrow, I''m gonna start going to the gym again and being healthy and all. I'm also planning on going to GWU this week and there's gonna be more library trips coming my way.
I just ask God to get me through the summer.
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