Getting there

Today was the last day of classes, which means it was the last day of Spanish, which means I'm having a little party all by myself. Almost there. My finals schedule looks like this:

Friday: British literature 8:00-10:00
Monday: Art History 8:00-10:00
Spanish 10:30-12:30

My hope is that all this won't make me want to die. I plan on studying for Brit Lit all day tomorrow, as well as continuing to work on the 217 (that's right) slides I need to memorize for Art History. Spanish, besides the fact that I don't even care anymore, shouldn't be too difficult. It will be part grammar (which I'd probably get the same grade on even if I did study) and part essay on Mosen Millan, a book we've talked about so much I want to scream. Loudly.

All of this leads up to spending Tuesday cleaning and dismantling my room, our "Winter Solstice Party" on Wednesday and a meeting with the Education Dept. people on Thursday morning. Then home at last.