In seven days I will be done with my freshman year of college. I will packing up my overstuffed room and moving back home for the summer. It seems so weird that I will be leaving. I am ready for no classes, no work, and lots of time to spend with people or work on projects, but I will miss being here. It's funny.
Since it is almost summer, that also means it is almost finals. I am done with two of my projects (stained glass and cryptology), but I still have two exams to study for and a portfolio due tomorrow. Needless to say, I need to get working.
Today will be a writing day. That sounds like it would be nice, but it is for school, and a deadline, and a lot of editing, so I am slightly dreading it. Wish me luck.
Photos for Thoughts:
mom and dad brought me jars of jelly beans instead of a birthday cake. i managed to hold off for a bit and then ate them all. this is why i try to avoid having sweets in my room













