Sitting through class, two people sleeping on the far side of the room, the guy across from me appearing to be paying attention yet looking closely you can see the blank expression across his face: sleeping. The group of girls in the front making jokes which you try to chuckle a laugh at but you just can't make it sincere in the least, and myself, struggling to pay attention as the monotone voice reminds me of that old movie: Ferris Beuller's Day Off. Just the thought of it places a smile across my face. How much fun it would be to just take a day off and go on some kind of adventure.
They say that while you're in college the amount of sleep that you get decreases with each semester, especially before finals. In my hands, I have three finals, two more on Friday, and five more due next week. The hopes of getting good grades are outweighed by the anticipation of being done with classes. This semester has been one of the most strenuous as it has been the first semester where I've taken mostly 400-level classes and still have 22 credit hours per week, with a part-time job on top of that. Some days I contemplate whether I could afford to take less credits or work less during the week, but those thoughts quickly disappear as I bask in the light of graduation. Two semesters to go and I've finished. It's hard to think that I've been in school for nearly a year and a half, but then I see the grey hairs reflecting against the mirror. It's been a long time since Europe and life seems to be stagnant right now except for the refreshing presence of Marissa. I imagine that I would have gone mad quite a while ago without her here with me.
Being an applied math major is just as fun as I thought that it would be. Solving equations every day and learning new methods that makes what you just solved obsolete. It's refreshing that in the middle of it all I have an Economics class, but I'm enduring. I recognized the importance of having a strong foundation in math a few months ago and changed my major. Though the mentality of the students is noticeably different and the teachers are less personable to me, it was a good choice as I see many job openings becoming available to me, even before graduation. In my spare time I've been trying to learn programming and understanding many different computer programs in general, but I don't have much spare time when it really boils down to it. Keeping a positive attitude is important. I'm working on that with my spare time as well.
There's a week left until the drive down to Salt Lake and traveling to Maryland. Hopefully the weather stays nice enough to keep the drive easy, but my doubts are firm. This will be the first break that I've had from Rexburg which has lasted longer than a week in over a year and it is well-needed. There have hardly been any novels or stories which compare to the agony of living in Rexburg, so far from my own habitat. The desire for green fields and trees grows with each passing moment.
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