End Of Semester

I still have to get my grade for Metafiction, but it's all out of my hands now. Next year will be a bit more/less stressful simultaneously, since I'll barely need to be on campus, but will be composing/compiling my poetry thesis. I'm looking forward to it, nevertheless.

I hope everyone (Just one, probably) had an excelsior cinco de mayo. I spent it blowing off steam and billiard balls. More later.