So I haven't written a journal in over a month. It's not that there has been nothing to say, it's just that I've never taken the time to say it.
The semester is coming to an end, and I must say, my feelings about it are so tragically mixed that they are mostly just a little pile of mush. A rather pathetic example of this is that I will only have three more days of work; I am glad, because I won't have to get up early for work anymore, but I'm kinda sad, because I won't get to stalk the attractive math tutor anymore. For reals, though, I'm gonna miss my co-tutor, and kinda miss helping people. Well, I will miss helping people, I won't miss t