The Midnight Oil is Running Low.

I'm in the final hours of finals. One more to go. Too bad it's the hardest one I'm going to have and also the one that I care the least about. The three that mattered...who knows how I did on them. But this one I could not care any less than I do right now.

I'm going home soon. Not sure how I feel about that. I love being home, but I don't miss it that much. I miss my parents but not much else. I'm thoroughly excited for the possibility of snow because the 60 degree weather of Tennessee is wrong for this time of year. I'm in the mood for cold. For those feelings that I mentioned before.

I'm not ready to drive 9 hours - that is for sure. and oddly enough, I've had an extreme lack of social contact while I've been here but I'm not even looking forward to the increase of that.

It's not beneath me to lie and say that I'm alright even when things are coming down.

You're a sight for sore eyes, like the morning sun burning bright.

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Update:

I failed the exam and got a D- in the class. I passed!