The Beginning of the End

And so it is, that the beginning of the end is upon me.

Fuck, yeah.

Despite a kind of shitty pre-game Sunday (the whole class schedule thing), it looks as though I'm all set: only four classes to stress over now, and I still get to graduate on time... absolutely fantastic!

Unfortunately, it'll be a long, rough road getting there. Both of my computer science classes will be extremely hard (although highly rewarding), but it's my English 413 (writing workshop) class that stresses me the most. I have to write a lot. The first chapter of a novel, actually. Thirty pages or about eight-thousand words - I know I can do it, but given my creative stalemate lately, it'll be hard to get started harder to keep moving. The worst part about the whole project? Deciding on what story of mine to get booted into novel form: Event Horizon is canidate number one, given that I already have a mature novella completed. Second is my now-ten-year-old fiction piece "Meltdown," which is far more theoritical in design but solid in ambition. Ah well, I better decide fast.

Monday and Wednesdays will be, without a doubt, the longest days of this semester. Work at 6am, classes at 11:30, 3:30, and 6:00pm keep me away from the house quite a bit, making the apartment my new "go to" spot those days. I can't tell you how nice it is. I don't have a problem being in BG all day - I actually love it, but I can't stand the people. My only option is to (hope) that I can get a seat in the Hayes 025 computer lab, but that room is highly stale for me now. The Union is always WAY too crowded, so I avoid that like it's my job. That leaves me with another good option: walking to downtown BG. Problem is, the only places that I would feel comfortable hanging out for any period of time are resturants, and that'll make me fat! But then there's the apartment. Oh it's wonderful! Not only is it just a fifteen minute walk (at worst) from anywhere on campus, but I completely escape the noise, crowds, and bullshit of campus. I can just be me again. Peace and quiet. Room to move, food to eat - it's exactly what I need this semester, and I'll be there a lot (sorry, Elise!). It'll be nice to work on my fiction in a place that's mostly distraction free (gotta get rid of that Wii, though...).

One final thing highly sucks about this semester: my schedule is highly distruptive to dinner plans. Having class from 6:00pm to 7:15pm four days a week pretty much means cool stuff like getting New King with people or planning awesome dinners will be hard. I experienced this the other day when I was invited to New King (with a group of people that I'm rapidly becoming fond of). But ohhhhhh wait... sucks to be me: I had class. Ah well... I'll be eating alone a lot this semester, so I guess I'll get used to it in time.

Anywho, I have a lot to get done today (books to buy -- gonna make me poor!), an oil change, class, and one final appointment to make sure that I'm good to graduate. Oh, and then my other English class at 6:00pm tonight. Should be a piece of cake.

B3 out.