i'm figuring out that going to a prof's office hours counts for a lot. it shows effort and possibly a commitment to really learn the subject, whatever it may be. too bad i'm learning this so close to finishing college. eh. better late than never, right? i stopped by my prof from last quarter's office to get my essays back, and i just as i thought, i'm not as bad as a writer as i thought, in spanish anyway. i did quite well on my essays and my grammer and syntactical mistakes were kept to a minimum. well, it's that or she just got tired of correcting the mistakes. :)

it's funny, i'm so much more diligent [which really isn't all that diligent at all] this year than the sum of the last three years. maybe it's the whole finishing out college strong, on a high note. or maybe i got tired of getting by and putting in mediocre effort, and not just in school. i've yet to figure it all out. the wonderful thing about my impending graduation is that it brings up a lot of things to ponder. what am i doing to do after? where will i be? better yet, where does God want to send me? [and please don't say kansas city, missouri] i'm starting to get a small taste of what all the college grads talk about...that scary place after graduation and in between the "rest of your life." wonderful - heavy on the sarcasm with a hint of wry humor.