So. Much. Work.

This is it! My last semester. I can't believe I'm about to graduate. I swear, despite everything, it makes me absolutely giddy to know that at the end of this semester I'm going to have a degree. After everything in the last five years I am so incredibly proud of myself, I've come so far. I have a few small goals for this year, but mostly I want to get through it.

For reasons far too boring to explain I have to take 18 hours this semester. I had my first three classes today, and will have the second set tomorrow. Already I have so much to do that I kind of want to cry. I won't lie to you, it feels good too. I think it's the distraction, the ability to lose myself in the reading and the writing... I'm so happy to be back in school. I'm about to get back into my routine. I crave routine and regiment, and a great big fat nap.

Which I think that I might go do now.