I'm telling myself that I'm going to finish the book report for last week's class during lunch, but I really don't want to. I'm such a bad student.
And we're into week 2 of spring classes. Only, this time, I get the added joy of an hour commute. *sigh* I'll get re-used to it in a few days; I did it for years before I moved into the city, and for at least 2 years, I drove it almost every day. It's not that bad; it's just a far cry from driving less than 5 minutes (really, close enough that I could/should have walked, except for the fact that I almost always had to go somewhere straight from school, and wasn't going home in between).
Anyways... it's going to be a busy week. One more push--five more days--and then... nothing. Work. Coffee with friends. Sleeping in. No more papers! This week is the last big hurrah of my Rocky life. Wow.
I applied for a job as assistant enrollment advisor here in the fall, and they're looking for a separate person (a returning student) to do it for the summer, but apparently haven't found anyone, because Dayna asked me today if I'd be interested in considering it for the summer. Well, I would, but unfortunately... Or not so unfortunately... I'm going to Europe for 6 weeks! Whee!
I can't believe I leave in 24 days.