Day #7189 - The Finals Countdown

Cheesy title for an entry, I know. But it really says it all. Plus I'm an English major who has been writing term papers non-stop for the past three weeks and is now completely out of original thoughts. Deal with it :-)

It hit me today just how fast this semester and, in fact, this whole year has gone by. A new roommate, a new major, a new floor not to mention the sorority, all the new friends I have been making (and getting to know old ones even better), and getting ready to leave for Italy. I cannot believe that in a short two and a half weeks, I'll be living in Verona. I've been dreaming of this ever since I read Bloomability in 7th grade and now, the time is almost here.

So while I sit here in my ISR dorm room (which I'm not at all ashamed to admit part of me will miss), I ought to start sifting through my endless pile of notes and stacks of books and study what it is I have been learning in my classes this semester. However, I can't help but think more about the things I have learned that weren't necessarily on any syllabus. My courses have shaped me, of course, but not just academically. As a person as well. A year ago, I would have been terrified to go to office hours and have a professor critique my thesis and then burst into tears when the criticisms started, no matter how constructive they might be. Today, though, I held my head up, was eager to hear what my professor had to say, and had an intelligent conversation with this PhD on some of the most difficult literature I've ever been asked to master on my own. I never thought I'd be able to do that. Why can't accomplishments like that be considered in my grades instead of pesky final exams?? haha :-)

In other news, I had a dream last night that I was in a dance class...how random...

Day #7174 - Little Things

It truly is the little things in life that can make things turn themselves right again. Less than 24 hours ago, I wrote here about how some things and some people never change, refering to the negative aspects of both. Earlier today, however, I remembered that that can be a good thing sometimes, too. I got a phone call from a friend back home who really just said such nice things and it reaffirmed my faith in people. It makes me grateful for all of my friends, even the ones who ignore me. Though they drive me crazy most of the time, when it matters the ones who truly care about me step up to the plate and make me feel like I really do matter.

So here's a toast to those of you who support me - it matters more to me more than words can say =)

Day #7170 - Another one?

Yes yes, I know that the world must be wondering how many blogs could one girl possibly need! Well, myspace is creepy and xanga and livejournal are dated, so here I am. Also, this will be primarily for my Study Abroad trip this summer to the wonderful Verona, but hopefully it'll get more use than that. 35 days until I'm outta here!