Today, I rock my first sweater-vest of the season.

\o/

My final college semester, if I stop with an Associate's. Brrr, that's such a scary thought. I've been a student for so long!


Sunday:
1 pm: Western Civilization
4 pm: Ethics

Monday/Wednesday/Friday:
9 am: English Literature of the 19th and 20th centuries
10 am: Drugs, Alcohol and Tobacco (March 3 to April 16 only)
1:30: Mythology (Monday only)

Nothing at all on Tuesdays and Thursdays!

So that's a pretty light course load, 14 credits including an online Phys Ed course (Fitness Theory and Application, which is lame that I need another PE credit but this also knocks out my computer literacy requirement) and then come May I'll have my lame little two year degree that took me seven years to get. Wow, I am such a loser! But I'll be a loser with a degree, finally. :D

Oh, Heroes. What the fuck.

My mother said she's going to stop watching until the end of the season (or winter break, more likely) and then watch them all at once. This turns me into the disappointment screener, whoopee.

I just... what was even the point of half of that?


I'm glad Big Bang Theory is on tonight because that was just really massively annoying.

Yay, Big Bang Theory made me giggle like a schoolgirl. :D Epic bromance is epic.

I am really getting good about following my Wii Fit, and that makes me happy. I went to the school gym today and did 45 minutes on the treadmill, and I just did my 30 minutes of yoga-hula hoop-boxing, and I think I'm starting to see where people are coming from when they say exercise makes you feel better.

...of course, part of my feeling good is the affirmation that I am the only person to hold a perfect 100 in Sam VanDee's forensics course. It's always nice to have someone tell you that you're awesome. :D

And having my schedule all set for next semester is.... kind of scary in that, I have literally done nothing except be a student my entire life and soon I'm not going to be a student any more. The real world is scary and I want no part of it.... but since I, you know, live in it, I know I have to suck it up and be an adult eventually. And it's a good schedule. My Sundays are going to be busy, but every other day is easy-peasy.

...wow, really, I should feel this good after I work out every time, I would never skip a day. Now I just need my sister to get her ass out of the tub so I can shower and go to sleep and wake up for my psych classes which, oh god, tests in both of them on Thursday, I really need to ask someone to copy their notes from the past few lectures. But I'm not stressed about them. I got this.