Today was one of those days of joy mixed with an urge to punch someone. Lasted through my final class for the semester (not counting an optional review section for a different tomorrow). Had a lovely cathartic complaining session afterwards. Teacher for said class is a dear sweet woman who plain grates on my nerves. Good teacher, but - .... let's just say I don't plan on taking her again. She has .... issues. I don't mind issues, but I'm a student not your counsellor.
My finals don't look that bad since I've got a 4:30 and a 7 pm one (freshman year I had a 7:30 in the morning final, and one at 8:30 at night. It was winter and pouring down snow. It was surreal to sit and wait for that final watching the snow and conjugating Spanish verbs.)
Writing wise, I have a Trevor bit nibbling at me. (I.e. adorable cuteness.) I really should send Kage through the out_lines questions.
I'm tempted to make a custom friends group and post bits of my novel I'm working on. Anybody interested in being in that group if I do make it?
It's thundering outside. I love summer.