Adam (aodh) wrote,

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I like you, and I like you, and I'm feeling so bohemian like you

Thanksgiving was good. My parents came down from Chicago, and we spent the week hanging out in Kirksville. While lame - I mean, it's fucking Kirksville - it was nice. I hadn't seen them since August, and before that not since May. I spent the time off from classes reading (I'm 1.5 books away from having read 100 this year) and entertaining my parents. We played a few billions rounds of Life, Sorry, and Trivial Pursuit. Oh, and I introduced them to the eighth wonder of the world: Pancake City. Good times.

Today I read four plays for Drama and did my Stats homework.
Q. What does that mean?
A. No more homework until 2009, bitches!

Yeah, basically I'm done for the semester. I still have classes this week and a few finals - my Russian oral final on Moscow Does Not Believe In Tears is tomorrow afternoon, my Public Speaking final is this Wednesday, and next week I have a written Russian final (Thursday) and a Stats final (Friday). My grades are solid enough that I honestly don't think I'm going to study for anything except the Russian written final. Maybe.

My current issue: I'm beginning to get concerned/worry/freak the fuck out about what I'm going to do next year. I graduate in May. Much like the US government, I am a few billion dollars in the hole, only there won't be a bailout coming for me. I think my main issue right now is that I haven't had the time or the opportunity to apply to anything. I'll work on that, honest. I'm currently thinking about doing something through the AmeriCorps. Or the Peace Corps. Or maybe I'll just slit my wrists. ANGSTTTTTTTT
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