I can see the light. It's at the far end of a very long tunnel and it's headed straight for me. Like a train at top speed with no intention of slowing down and I'm just standing there all deer-in-the-headlights like waiting for the impact to knock me out cold.
They're right around the corner.
And by right around the corner, I mean Monday. At precisely 8:30 in the morning and 12:30 in the afternoon.
I already picked up my sketchbook from ART 121 WHICH I received a 100% on, thankthegoodLordupabove. And I got a B on my 2500 word essay that I whipped up in less than a week. I only lost points for being "redundant" and you know what I have to say to that? BOOM SHAKA LAKA I DON'T CARE! You're lucky I even wrote that stupid thing in the first place.
Either Mon or Tues we get our portfolios back from 111 - and I actually am excited about that. Especially because that class is taught by TheProf who is made of awesome. He's also going to teach Design Processes II (which is like my ART 121 class, just the second semester version). And I'm very glad for that because I think he will help that class potentially become mildly enjoyable.
Anyway, I just have this one week of school left. This time next week I will be chilling in the house of my parental units awaiting my departure for SoCal to see my long lost family. Wait? They still exist?
That light at the end of the tunnel? Yeah, that's the San Diegan SUN and it's going to be blasting my skin with unhealthy UV rays in a little over a week. Not that I mind, you know.
And now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go watch New In Town with Prince Charming and procrastinate my studying hours until whatever tomorrow throws at my face...