Tonight is my last class. That is for the one I actually go to. I’m so excited. I’m so ready for this semester to be over. I didn’t realize how much work went into school. Ok, busy work. Most of the work wasn’t difficult, but it didn’t seem to have much of a purpose.
Last week in class I had a very nice conversation with a graduate from the program. It put everything into perspective for me. I’m glad I chatted with her. Just think, 2 years from now, I’ll have a masters. Wow.
and in two years we shall descend upon the Daisy home and party like it’s 1999!
Good for you!!! You should be proud of yourself