Cry Me a River

I've never been one to use my blog as a journaling tool...cause, I dunno, it's just not my style. 

I like to keep things light around here. 

But holy-crap-on-a-cracker it's been an intense 12 weeks forreal. 

Yesterday concluded my four summer classes I took this year: 2 in first session, 2 in second session, and since I'm a grad student, I know that 2+2=4. AND since I'm a grad student, I know now to never ever do that again.

I've never wanted to down a glass bottle of wine so badly.

Check out my alarm from yesterday morning

I'm not sure if I'm just really bad at picking classes to take over summer, but seriously, I picked some bad classes to take over summer. I feel like it's kinda like how at the grocery store I always manage to pick the carts with the squeaky, cockeyed wheel that pulls to the left. I managed to pick the hard, quantitative, numbers-y classes to take online, in a condensed 6-week session, which resulted in me having to listen to this song before I started every study sesh just to get me pumped up:

 ...And that's not even a joke. 

I feel like I should be happy and joyful and in a superb mood, but despite my classes finally being over, I'm in the midst of arguing my final grade in one of my classes cause my professor is a loon. 

And grades like a loon.

And I've never wanted to down a glass bottle of wine so badly.

So needless to say, I still feel like I can't quite relax yet.

AND on top of all of this... I ate beef jerky today, which means I have to floss tonight.

Frick on a stick.

I hate flossing.

So, in order to try and get happy again I'm trying to find some things to look forward to, some things to enjoy. So here's what I've come up with so far:

Dancing With the Stars All Star season...Team Shawn Johnson!

New music from Ms. Swift.

New album from Ms. Swift...let the countdown until October 22nd begin!

Phoenix Suns basketball is just around the corner, and although we no longer have Na...rather, he-who-must-not-be-named, I'm a glass half-full kinda girl and hoping these rebuilding years won't be too terrible!

Next Starts Now!

So, now I'm gonna go sip drink some wine and wait for my grades.

And cross my fingers.

And pray.

And tell myself I will be happy no matter what.