"I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you" -Walt Whitman

Oh, Walt. How you make my heart smile.

Anyway, I've be rereading Leaves of Grass. It makes me happy. Which is good, because I've been in such an emo mood here lately. I don't know what that's about. I hear it has something to do with being female, but I won't go into that. Hmmm.

Anyway, I'm in the library. I should be working on my rough draft for African American or studying for Spanish, but my brain feels like it has liquefied. This is bad. I'm sort of feeling like I've shut down for the semester and that's not really a good thing. At all. I need to find some sort of "end of the semester-we're almost there" motivation or something. Guhh.

I am so ready for Saturday it's not even funny.

I'm frustrated about this situation I've got going on. I want to do something, but I also really don't. It's a complicated inner emotion. I want things to progress, but I also don't want to muck ANYTHING up where it is now. Bah. I talked to my mother, and she told me to just chill, and things will work out the way they should. So, since she is my mother and has never in my life given me a failed piece of advice, I think I'm going to listen to her and just not do anything at this point.

So, I officially changed my advisor to Mejia. That's right kids. Sarah Countryman's most hated person of all time is now her advisor. Which means [drum roll please...] she doesn't hate him anymore!! Whoo! I can certainly say that I believe anything is better than my previous advisor.

[I really should figure out how to transition better from one topic to the next...]

I pretty much have my schedule for next semester figured out. Which is ballin'. I can't believe in five and half weeks my junior year of college will be OVER and I'll be a SENIOR in college. That is so upsetting and so amazing at the same time. [Also a complicated inner emotions. I have a lot of those...]

So, I just have to make a brief comment here about how I really enjoy sitting in the library with friends, because they make laugh and feel better. Mark Bailey just made his head explode. It was pretty wonderful and epic. [Disclaimer: he didn't ACTUALLY make his head explode...]

Sigh.

I guess I should probably work on homework or something.

Love love.

SAC

So, I really like this picture, even though I'm making that "I'm getting something out of my teeth" face. Plus Tammy's pretty. Haha.



Edit:
I felt the need to add this picture. It's pretty fantastic, if I do say so myself.