It is so close to the end, I can nearly taste it. Perhaps that is because so many people around me are done. Not exactly shoving their done-ness in my face, but at least having more fun than I am. Monday night at 11 I had a revelation and decided to do an art project instead of a paper for my sociology class. I now think it would have been easier to painfully sit at the computer for a few hours going through notes and reading, rather than scrunched up on my floor, cutting, gluing, moving, and hair-drying stuff. Don't ask. Now all I have is my econ exam. I have been doing well this semester, so I don't want to blow it. It's just hard because I have so little energy right now. This is the last task of my undergraduate career at Smith. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can, I think I can