Bit of Ivory

Until this semester is OVER! I’ll be so glad– because then I won’t feel guilty about all the homework I’ve turned in late or not done at all, all the classes I’ve skipped, etc. It will be over and done with, with no chance to change it. My grades won’t be spectacular this semester, I’m afraid. Oh, they won’t be bad– I’ll probably get a 3.3 or so. But not at all up to my usual standard. Oh, well. It’s my last year at school, there’s no scholarships to aim for, nothing really matters anymore.

As you can see, I’ve got a bad case of senioritis.

I’ve never had senioritis before. When I was a high school senior, I didn’t want to graduate– I did so kicking and screaming, practically. I never wanted high school to end. It’s different now.

Not that I don’t love school. And not that I’m not nervous about finding a real job and what’s going to happen to me once I graduate– I am.

But I’m just SO SICK of this semester. I’ve run myself ragged, and I still haven’t been able to keep up. In order to get all my big projects done, I’ve had to let little things slide.

I hate doing that.

But soon it will all be over, and I can breathe a huge sigh of relief that I made it.

Hooray.

Oh, and for all of you that are having browser compatibilty problems– I just don’t have time to mess with it right now, and neither does Ben. Besides, I don’t know HTML well enough to fix some of the issues, and I don’t want to bug Wolf in his last days of freedom. So I’m sorry.