Alright, I go home on Thursday, very, very early in the morning. So, three days. I'm so so ready to get home. Today was perhaps the longest day ever, and I'm imagining that the next few won't be much better. Everyone is busy studying and taking finals, and it's been really stormy out, so I can't even go outside to study (on the upside, I love thunder...). I just seriously contemplated going to bed because I'm completely out of things to do. It's only 8:30, so that should give you a pretty good idea of the state I'm in right now. I should probably appreciate these days when I have essentially nothing to do, but nope, nope. Mostly I'm just anticipating being home.

Tomorrow I'll be scouring Florence for some creative way to present my photography final, oh, annnnnd studying, more, still, forever. Two finals on Tuesday, two on Wednesday, then out to dinner with some girls Wednesday night to celebrate everything, and packing somewhere in there. And then about 22 hours of traveling on Thursday.

Okay, I'm going to find something to do because, really, only small, small children go to bed at 8:30.