I'm taking my last class of my undergrad career. It's a month long class, so it's condensed into 3 hour classes, 3 nights a week. The class itself is BOOOORING. It's a 'research in communication' class and we talk about theory and rhetoric. I really don't feel like I'm learning much and I find myself checking the clock more than usual. Tonight while in class, I thought about Ryan sitting at home enjoying his night. It REALLY made me want to be home with him.
I clicked my heels three times, closed my eyes and thought "there's no place like home". Sadly, nothing happened. I opened my eyes and was still in class with 30 minutes left...Bummer!
3.5 weeks left and a LOT of work to do :(
No comments:
Post a Comment