about sixty pages later . . .

Friends, I survived. I am back home. I honestly have no idea what my grades will look like . . . I didn't do my best work this semester, but it's highly possible that won't make a difference in some of my classes.

I sorta feel like the rain is just for me . . . which is silly . . . because it always rains. I just like how it always manages to pour the day I come home.

Two-and-a-half weeks will not be enough, but I will certainly take what I can get.