...And There Shall Be No More Death...

Ok, maybe 'death' is too strong a word, but that's the passage - sue me.

Finals are over. I'm frustrated with myself on this last one, and I'll be really disappointed if I get a low grade on it, but they're all over. Now I pack and fly home. Ah, sweet respite.

I'm frustrated because I hate knowing i know something and not being able to recall it. There MUST be a way to figure out the spring constant if you have the displacement, the mass, and the period, but I couldn't do it. I also couldn't remember the key pieces to a couple other questions. Dam physics. Though, I must say, it's a rather fun game to play.

I'll be disappointed if I get a low grade, cause I'm pretty sure those three parts are all I didn't *KNOW*, and I'm pretty confident that I had a general gist for it. So I'm expecting that I'll get a decent grade. We'll see.

Now, I pack. Then sleep. Then Eat.

Hmmmm, maybe not in that order....

Isn't It Ironic?

Tonight I got to talk to Claire, and it was wonderful.

One might question that if one were to examine the extent of our conversation, but then, that's not the point.

You see, she said she'd never intended to like a Catholic guy. We're "too religious".

Anyone who knows me knows that second part is an incredible compliment to me. ^^ Perhaps it just goes to show that she's right. As for the first part, I can't really explain why that makes me happy, but the fact is it did - maybe the sheer irony of the situation, maybe the fact that we're on either side of the same situation, maybe just the fact that what needed to be said was said and we don't hate eachother. I don't know, but I love it.

Mind you, I still care deeply for her. it doesn't make anything any simpler, I think, just easier.

And it makes me happy.

Like they say in the song "Sue Itchy Guys, uh huh"

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No, I don't knoiw what he means, either.