7:50 am - Wednesday, Dec. 08, 2004
Song:
Off to take my last final. Athropology. In this class I have perfect memory. I only missed one queston on the midterm and it wasn't because I didn't know the answer, it was because didn't like the answer and attempted to sound more fair. Well, apparently thing cannot be fair in agricultural societies. Fine.
After that I will walk home. I'll lesiurely pack. I'll email friends. I'd consider writing letters, but I sent one out to both Kevin and Rahnia on the 6th, and I'm down to one stamp.
I met with Billy to go over these things last night. I really hope I helped him some.
Raindrops are begining to pattern my window. I suppose the cold and dark wasn't enough for my walk to school. Ah well, apparently it got realy windy last night, but I was well asleep at one (the apprent brunt of it), preparing for a 8:30 am final.
I can't wait to be done with this. To begin to pack (mostly) dirty clothing into my bag. To build up in excitement ecause I get to go home. I get to go home to Michelle, Kevin, Adam, eventually Kai. I get to go back to the life we were living that was so simple. I get to go out with Sylvia, hang with Jula, reconnect with whomever says, "Hey Megan, I'm free Thursday, are you?"
Rain getting harder. I'm counting down the minutes. Seven have passed. I can't leave for at least three for fear of showing up much too early and getting stuck in the rain and chill until the GTF's or the teacher shows up.
I am not worried. I am not overly concerned.
Excepting that this is one half of my majors, and I'd like to do well in it. It's important to me that I know what the fuck I'm doing when it comes to Anthropology.
God, it's been a long time since I just allowed the words to flow. To just say things and not gaurd so much, and just type things out to get through them. I'm losing this. I'm losing someting very precious to me in this.