So I did it. I wrote all my papers, passed them in. Printed off an 81 page Discourse Workbook. I have to say (although the grades arn't in) I think I slammed this semester. I didn't freak out. I have been sick since thursday and somehow i wrote 3 papers in that span of time totalling all together over 30 some pages. I am so glad i got antibiotics yesterday - I wouldn't have made it through today without it. So its been a pretty damn good semester - and it will only get better.

I have my album due at the end of the week. I have 20 more mins of music to record. I asked my friend Vincent to do the cover art. I am really excited about that - he is a great artist, has a good sense of balance and color and good lines too. I have and idea we are going to talk tomorrow about it. I will post the cover when it is finished.

As for the pieces - lots of ideas - so many i need to write them down before i go to bed. I think i might do that right now. Ill update on my album as the week goes on.

9 days till Italy. Hope all goes well because its my dream trip!

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This is the first semester I haven't freaked out in the end. I am as cool as a cucumber. I have a lot of work to do this week - but I know I will get though it. In 12 days I will be flying to Italy - and to me, thats all that counts right now.

I finished one paper today. But, I have a 15-20 pager due on monday another paper to edit up and complete for Tues and an 80+ page discourse workbook to edit print and bind for tuesday as well. And why is it so much fun? Am I on crack? No, I just love what I do.

When I go to Italy I will be doing research for future projects - which in my mind - is a dream just handed to me today. I couldn't ask for much more, and well I didn't even have to ask. I just busting ones butt for a hell of a semester and well 4 years has its payoffs in the end. Of course its work - but its work I love. Its like a puzzle for me. I have no problem going to new places not finding my way and trying to research and figure things out. Its like a big game, the hunt. And I might not find what i intended to find - but isn't that the point of the adventure? To find all the things you never intended to find. yeah.

Things change. Life changes. We all grow up. I am just lucky I am realizing the incredible strides I took/take/will take. It's an incredible time to be an ambitious person. Of course there are bumps and pitfalls - later on they will look like cracks in the pavement, not massive gaping holes. No one knows where the future is going to take us. We just go with it for the period we are given, and try to make the best of it.

Right now I am full of hope, for the future and for life itself. I just need to keep on reminding myself, just think how bad it could be. Then I snap out of it thinking about how good it really is.

Ciao, until Italia (though there might be more end of the semester posts).

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