Well, I've registered for my last five classes of my undergraduate courses. It sucks to finally be out of here. I've never had a typical university life, and just when I start to develop one, it's "hasta la vista, baby!" I still need my capstone and from what my capstone advisor tells me, I have to start the whole process over because I'm stupid and I started wrong. He didn't use those exact words or meaning, but I have my own style of interpretation. I don't want to grow up. I actually didn't expect to come this far. I still can't believe that I'm here, even though some mornings I wish I really wasn't. I guess to each his own. I'm still not sure about the MLA program here. I guess I have to look into that if I decide to do it here. Something else to worry about. Thanks mom for giving me some kind of image of responsibility. Personally, I would have preferred a car.