here i sit, me with my tuesdays and thursdays off and no homework. classes are off to a slow start.  i have five and a combined paper total of...nine, from 2-12 pages in length. this is the calm before the storm, then.

in other news...

i ran at least 11 miles between saturday and this morning.

i am amazed.

this year of rowing will be great.

i feel so bad-a in my floral button-down right now.

we load boats tomorrow, erg, and run more on friday. fitness test death. i feel ready for once.

the past year of my life has been transformative in many ways, and the past week has been a confirmation of that. i would say that i am content or at least on my way.

i get to read a book for fun this quarter. suggestions are welcome.

4.0 dance! hoorah!

ah, i know i didn't have crew to worry about for the majority of this quarter, but i attribute my ascending gpa mostly to taking classes i actually cared about--i.e. not statistics or honors chem.  gosh, i should just accept my fate as a poor writer or philosophy professor. there's no denying it except at my own expense.

gosh, i'm hungry. i may have to scrounge this house for food, but anything's better than the dining hall. i miss my friends and the rec center, but i only have 4 whole days left here before another adventure begins. i am enjoying the latest cycle in a phase of hibernation, something i've noticed happens at each homecoming, first with australia/nz and continuing throughout college: i sleep, snack on the familiar but foreign food in our cupboards, put off working out (even though i was dying to during finals week but couldn't), watch tv, eventually move on to a book and forget to eat meals.  i'm on that last bit now. now to drag myself to the kitchen....

finals week is off to a good start.  i'm two quotes and a sentiment away from finishing my last newswriting article, seven pages from concluding my two essays, and about eight hours of studying to do before i feel prepared to enter the classrooms for my other two finals.  work, work, work.  but i also plan on having lots of fun this week.  this weekend was full of procrastination, but the good, guilt-less kind.  school is a breeze without crew and with classes i actually like.  i'm rowing next year, too, and interning at the writing center, probably taking 18 credits.  it will be great though, i'm convinced.  i feel like i'm finally getting things together; you know, combining elements of school, self-preservation, feelings and obligations into the messy/neat little package called life. it is good.

...finals pending, though i'd like to think in terms of my new motto: "a test will not destroy me."

:)