Seriously, it seems suddenly like I need 25 hours in every day to get everything I want done! I want to write, I want to read, I want to get all my college work done, I want to go places I don't and finally, finally start up with painting again. My watercolors are being so neglected, and have been since I stopped taking art classes last year; it's the worst. :/

In other news, I apparently only need eight more classes until I can graduate with my A.A.! This is exciting because it's two terms of classes, and it totally blows my mind because I just started college like, a month and a half ago. I guess IB really pays off in the end, despite every night I had to stay up to two in the morning to finish a paper or something. I don't have to do that anymore~ AND I get to sleep in! Added bonus!

Have to register for Spring (SPRING!!) session sometime next week. It's crazy how soon they start these things; the advisor I spoke to last Thursday told me that they apparently start registration for the fall in April. I was like, "WHAT. You cannot be serious." And then I looked in my handbook and I was like, "...uh. Wow."

Also must figure out where I'm transferring to and for goodness' sake, RSVP for the darn UCF event already(!). If you read this, BUG ME until I tell you I've done it, because the minute I finish this journal I will go gallivanting off to something else (most likely math homework) and completely forget until my father asks me about it. My parents both have a parenting degree in Making You Feel Guilty Through Tone Of Voice, and so I have to do this or I'll end up floundering when my father asks me, haha.

Okay, that's it. I love you all! Cheers, dahlings. <3 Be well and have good times.