My second to last semester has officially started. It feels so very much like every other semester of my life. I'm overwhelmed by everything I have to do this semester, but when doesn't a semester start like that? It's always funny how winter semester has pretty much the same feeling as Fall semester with only a limited amount of changes. I kind of feel like listing some changes from Fall semester just because I want to, and it's my blog. Kathryn is no longer in any of my classes which is weird and sad, I work on the color side at Cougar Creations now, I'm working every day with Christina, my sister is here at school, I have 291 and Shakespeare with Christie instead of Women's Lit and 410, there is a lot of snow on the ground, and I have a new roommate who is from England.
I can't help feeling like there's no way that I'll ever be able to write all the papers, take all the tests, and complete all the projects that are outlined in all of my classes. I hate the snow. I hate early British literature.
As Christie says, "It will be fine."