Never in all my days have I been so excited to finish a semester! It was so stressful. Save for a couple of math quarrels I'm practically a graduate! Woohoo! Holy cow, I don't have to take another college course if I don't want to. But...of course I'm looking into graduate school. What am I doing? I'm supposed to be celebrating, not thinking about more school. What was the first thing I did when I submitted my final paper? I ate a celebratory cookie. I know, your minds are all reeling with the question, "why isn't she reading yet?" I'm getting there.
First, I must say that I'm so proud of myself for not caving one night when I couldn't sleep. I literally reached up to grab a book of my shelf, but just before I caressed the colorful spine I recoiled at the thought of not getting my homework done in time. You may all think I'm painfully pathetic, but the thought of reading all my new books and a whole summer of great books awaiting me propelled me through my papers. And guess what! I finished a whole day early! Books are powerful tools. Give a child a book and he/she shall accomplish great things. Yes, I probably just referred to myself as a child. I don't even care, I feel like skipping!
Second, I'm equally as excited to start writing again. I'm so excited about so many stories and now I can finally unleash them.
I sense a great summer ahead of me filled with books, writing, and intense joy. I hope the start to your summer is as great as mine feels right now. City of Fallen Angels, here I come! Happy Reading!