I think I'm finally getting really happy again. It's a very odd feeling. I haven't been this happy without something coming along a fucking it all up in longer than I can remember. Maybe I should be afraid?
Only 12 days left in this semester. Can I get a w007!? Or not... Of course that might not be such a good thing. That means I'm just that much closer to Marine Biology, Zoology, Algebraic Connections, and English 12. Not a single elective. Maybe I'll get lucky again next semester and not get the really bad teachers. There wasn't a single teacher this semester that made me dread the class. There were some that were bad, but none so bad that I dreaded going to class.
I miss Houston.