crunch time

I will be on my merry way home in just over 24 hours, and I'm amazed at how glad I am about that. It's been a pretty good semester, but I'm just tired and worn out. I need to go home, and I'm glad that I get to do that tomorrow.
I'm trying to buckle down and WRITE my final paper for lit. theory, already, but I'm having a lot of trouble caring enough to write a good paper. And knowing that I have to spit out an Ethics paper after that doesn't make it any easier, even though both are relatively short and not really that difficult to write.
Brit missed her jury for bass lessons yesterday, which is definitely bad. Basically it means she is screwed for any kind of decent grade in that, because she has to be graded on performance (since that's the Hamline Plan credit that goes along with the course) and the only day that the jury met was yesterday. I feel so crappy for her; that would suck so absolutely. I don't have any understanding of how that might affect a person, but I'm pretty sure I'd be banging my head against the wall. She, however, is handling it with much more maturity and grace than I suspect I might.
At least classes are done. I had really good courses and profs. this semester, but I'm so tired and there has been such an incredible amount of shit that has happened in the lives of so many of my friends that I just want to go home and be with them. I don't want to get into any details (because details would take volumes upon volumes in order to explain everything properly) but suffice it to say that I need to spend some time with them.