Ce que vous dites...

et ce que vous faites me montre ce que vous etes...
So I haven't written anything in a while. I've been writing essays, one after another after another after another, including one a finished this afternoon (A big ol 15 pager) and now i am sick of writing papers. Leah went back early with Jared today and I was sad to see her go. I will miss her and Benjamin and Reanna the most. I've been very lucky, I think, with my friends, and who knows what next semester will bring. I am imagining finding romance in my writing workshop (wishful thinking right?).
I got my blood tested again today and I am up to 9.8 which is much much better and despite everything, I feel less tired. Hopefully I have been building up strong red blood cells because I am really afraid of getting the flu. I got the shot, but that doesn't mean anything this year. I just got my asthma under control again from the weather change and I'm afraid it will all be useless if I get the flu. It takes my lungs so long to recover even after a cold and every little thing triggers my asthma, so I don't even want to think about the flu.
Anyway, my week is almost over. I have an exam tomorrow at three and then I am finished and can go pack. I think I will sleep the entire way home. It is supposed to snow on Sunday, so maybe Nicholas can see some real snow. The weather has been icky here. Cold rain over the last snow making everything slippery and wet. I had my first fall yesterday...my poor wounded pride and a sizable bruise on my thigh. There is a mini lake from the flooding in front of Kline and I wish I had some ice skates so I could go fall on my butt properly.
I made a 76 on my film exam which makes me mad at myself and furious at spitting John Pruitt. Get this, on one of the short answers he took away the full ten points it was worth. Albeit that I didn't know what the hell I was talking about, but damn it, I made a valiant effort and should have gotten some credit for it. I did get a B+ on my last essay. Which gives me a B, B+, C, and C+ in the class which should add up to a B- of sorts, not that I care. I'm going to get an A in my Islam class which makes me exceedingly proud because I am the only one getting an A in the class. Enlightenment is up in the air. I've made mostly B+s on all the papers. I can't for the life of me make an A on her papers. I had an A- at the midterm. Puritans is also up in the air. I've made an A and B on the Papers, so everything depends on my term paper which is 50 percent of my grade. It would be nice to make an A in my first lit class, but I also realize that I was way too ambitious in my term paper and not as focused as I could have been.
Not that any of it matters now. It's over. I don't even know why I am thinking about it. I'll just be glad to be home. I'm a bit worried though. I've done no Christmas shopping. I even set aside my last paycheck for it. I was going to go to this junkshop in Woodstock, but my ride went back to Maine early. Oh well. Bedtime.