I'm sitting here in my somewhat empty suite in the Village dorm surveying what lies ahead of me. I'm finished with my Junior year (though I technically have been a Senior since December) and finished off with only one B. Guess who's class! Martin....
Oh well, we all knew it would happen. Anyway, so that makes my GPA this semester a 3.8 and my cumulative a 3.57 I've been trying for the last three years to counter Ms. Martin's Bs, but alas, she has pretty much stomped on my gpa and is holding it down as best she can with her pointy toed shoes.

So since I'm done with my schooling, this week has been just me trying to pack up my room slowly, because I despise moving. But it also has been filled with fun stuff too. Birthday parties, Corbett McGees, and tomorrow night, my friend Jeff Prater on guitar, me on the cello, and Chris Bradley on the Acordion will be gracing the Coffee Underground Open Mic Night stage with some of Jeff's original works, as well as a medley of old timey hymns. I am so excited! It'll be fun, if you can make it, then make it, because who doesn't want to hear an acordion? I just don't know.

I got out of my funk probably a day after I posted that last comment. I don't mean to leave up the not so happy posts so long, and I'm not depressed or anything, but I just forget to change them and then it makes me look sad all the time. Oh well, Hopefully this post has been happy enough to leave up for awhile.

I'm going back home on Sunday. All alone....all 25 hours....alllllll by myseeelf, don't wanna be, allll by myseeeeeelf anymore. Sigh. I hate that drive. Oh well, at least it gets me home. Much love people.