Today I completed what I have deemed my "Hellsemester." This stupid semester I decided a great (idiot) idea would be to take six classes! My brain said something like "Sara, you are so smart, you can make six As, go on--do it!" And then in response my brain said, "Yeah, good idea! Okay!!" So I signed up for this stupid number of courses and I've been suffering ever since. Really, I took six classes so I could rack up enough credit hours to qualify for a scholarship and thus go to school for close-to-free (up until now I have been paying out of pocket). It has been a tremendous amount of work, but now my fingers are crossed as I await my grades. I think I made all As and Bs. If this turns out to be true, I may buy myself a present (the present will probably be shoes or a feast).
Now I can fill my free time with anything I want! I chose Guitar Hero, books (currently Imajica by Clive Barker), Hans, and sitting on the couch doing nothing!
I have photo-documentation of that last bit:
I love this shirt. It cost me four dollars and it has a big saggy pocket.