22nd
Preparations
I took my last final last night. This semester is finally, finally over. No more staring off into space with my eyes somehow always landing on the pregnant-looking tummy of my male professor. My days of light snoring with my mouth open in the back of Prose before the Civil War are over. No more meetings with the professor haggling over 2 points of a grade to bring it up to an A. “I’m an A student, Professor!”, I’d hiss at him before waiting until 3 hours before the paper was due to write it…
So what is one to do with all this time?
A) Get me a damn mani/pedi RIGHT after work.
B) Get to work on this awesome writing project I’m involved with with two friends.
C) Finish researching one of my favorite producers and write up the questions I’ll ask him when I’m interviewing him next week, what!!!
Life is DAMN good just about now.
