Here's what's up: I have 2 weeks---TWO WEEKS--before I go home for the summer. I'm pretty excited but then I'm also kind of sad. It's just how it goes. I'm also lacking serious motivation. This is what us college kids call being burned out and I think I have a 3rd degree burn. So here's the deal....
I'm going to rock my finals as best I can. I will somehow find the motivation and determination to study and study hard! This semester has been ridiculously hard. I've never been so frustrated and overwhelmed and busy and inadequate but I'm almost done and I can call myself a survivor of the dreaded junior year of the Dietetics program. ShaBAM! I'm also got to just accept the fact that I'm not perfect, I don't know everything, and my grades might not be 4.0 material (don't worry Mom, my grades are fine!) but you know what, I did the best I could and that's going to have to suffice.
I'm going to go home and love it. I'm not going to be sad to be away from the college life because New England has a dang lot to offer and I love it. Yes, it's different and yes, I do become a workaholic and have a pathetic social life, but that's what I've got to do to go to college and it requires sacrifices. I will not go through a two week mourning for college life. I won't. I don't have time and I don't want to. It's a waste of life and I've got stuff to do.
So that's the deal. Enough of this ridiculous mopey attitude. I don't like it, I don't want it, and I'll have none of it.