.:Dreams and Swords:.

Almost There...

I am almost finished with the semester! By midnight tomorrow night I will be finished, and I will finally be able to sleep without nightmares of deadlines and sources and all of that crazy madness!

I will be jumping for joy the moment that Monday comes around. My God, my first full semester, and I almost didn't make it. But I made it, damn it! For better or for worst, I'm still standing. I'm still breathing on my own. Except for a course of antibiotics, I haven't had to take heavy-duty drugs to keep me going once. Ha! Take that my jacked-up pulmonary system!

Okay, so I'm a little weird, yelling at my lungs like that. However, after the struggles we've gone through we each other, it having the occasional squabble is allowed. We've gone to the mattresses a few time, my lungs and I. Its one of those situations where at some point one of us is going to win. I'd like to stick around for a while, so I have the determination factor on my side. Plus, they need me to live too to cause me torment.

I have three papers left the hand in tomorrow. I'll be working most of the night on these. My last all-nighter for a little while. I'm kind of happy about this. Before, when I didn't feel like falling asleep every five minutes, I could do all night at the drop of a pin. It might be because this isn't something I necessary want to do, but have to do to get where I'm going. This isn't about my writing skills. This isn't about my friends or my family or my love. This is about my future. So I have to bite the bullet and get it done. Just seems a little harder with that kind of motivation.

So, I'm writing to signal the end. I'm giddy.