All about the triumph of intellect and romance

Woke up, ate a leisurely breakfast in front of my computer, and finished reading an article for class all before 9:00.

Went to class at the normal time only to find it had been canceled! The note said to check e-mail for more details.

Checked my email and discovered not only the aforementioned cancellation notice, but also notice that our final papers on Robinson Crusoe have been pushed back to the delightful due date of next Wednesday.

Friday is so flipping awesome!! (No pun on Crusoe intended, LOL.)

*dances like a mad person*

*squee of delight*

The debacle of an art journal is finally finished (after staying up until 4:30 last night, and additionally working on it -- very shoddily -- for two more hours before I turned it in this evening. Today was the last day of class, and we spent it at Hampstead Heath, with our art professor. (Translation for those of you who haven't heard my rants about this class -- Hampstead Heath equals big fat win. Hilary, not so much.)

Anyway, it's over. Everything's done. All of my classes are over, finals are finished, so now it's time for the celebration. I am officially (though I had the credits for some time now) a junior. Hell yes!

And now I'm going to bed. *keyboard faceplant*