That's right. Summester Countdown: 0 days.
I'm done!
Honestly - I hate to palaver on and on about "how it feels" like an illiterate celebrity with an Oscar - but it feels really surreal. Six weeks on a couple of classes doesn't seem like enough time to be done with them. It just doesn't. Don't get me wrong; I'm very glad to get them over with so quickly. But ... it's just blurred by. I'm sure I'll get used to it.
No! You cannot say, in spite of it feeling 'surreal,' that I am sorry it is gone. I have already put my textbooks in for resale on Amazon. They're in the box and labeled. That is how glad I am to be done. The things I'm going to do now...!
I can see Chesterton from here.
I am going to sleep tonight with no homework to look forward to tomorrow. Granted, I'm going to work rather early, but I like my job and it seems like a glorious prospect with no homework looming behind it.
I have a box of textbooks at the foot of my bed - not nursing or random gen. ed., but some of the curriculum from my high school Latin courses, which I am determined to brush up on while I can.
My desk also houses a splendidly generous box of Yorkshire Gold tea, which I am going to drink. Hot with milk, every morning, over Chesterton and Latin after loads of sleep.
It's a simple enough idyll, but it will suit for a few days here, at least.
Oh, yeah, and it's time to start packing...
Mine Anna is done and free! I'm a horribly selfish person and I so dislike anything that takes me people away and makes them uncomfortable or drag them over coals and give them sleepless nights and such. I like to call it charity, but I suppose it isn't. It's a shaking one's fist at Providence and I oughtn't do it. But I am glad that the grueling is over - and now there's time for Breathing! For Chesterton and Yorkshire Gold and old dead languages...!
Find me a place on the earth
Where a weary man can rest
And listen for Your voice in the turning seasons -
A quiet place in the world
Where I can bow and confess
That I fear where You have brought me, mysterious God.
Yay! *Cheers with Anna*. I went through this a couple weeks ago, but I still remember the feeling; when time becomes your own and you can choose what you want to do. It is glorious.
Ajjie >'.'<
Sunsets that dazzle the dusk...
OWL CITY!!!! =D (I'm a huge fangirl of his music).
and I LOVE Chesterton! Congratulations!! =)
~ Mirriam