Not taking classes this spring has been the best decision ever. First, I've heard nothing but bad and awkward things about the class that I was signed up to take, and second, somehow working 25 hours a week has managed to make me feel incredibly busy. Between work, research, trying to read for fun, keeping caught up on TV, and watching 90s teen romantic comedies, my life is packed. There is something about summer that makes it impossible for me to be productive for more than two hours a day. Don't judge!