I can't believe it's May 7th already. Where did this semester go? I felt like it would never end and then... it did.

I'm so motivated. I'm actually in a weirdly good mood. I was standing in the shower and washing my hair and smiling. The hot water felt so good, and the steam... I'm actually going to miss this place when we move out, I think. As glad as I am to be moving into a place where the appliances work and there aren't ants. This house is comfortable.

So right, I'm going to finish up my reading journals for publishing. Finally. It'll be good to have one more thing finished with and out of the way. And my reward for getting them done is that I get to go pick up my final paper for Emerson and Thoreau from Cushman's office. I hope he liked my poems.

I've been moping most of the weekend. Moping is stupid. Actually, I've been moping most of the semester. It's time for all that to stop.