Well, that's dreadfully unrealistic, isn't it? Truth is, out of all the weeks in a year, I feel the most out of whack during finals week. That, and dealing with other unsavory things such as family issues, friend issues and enemy issues. *looks around stealthily* *sigh*
When this semester is all over and done with I hope to relax a little before my parents poke and prod me to be productive. Also, I demand a manicure... it's the least I can do for my poor cuticles.
Though truth be told, I'm giddy that summer is coming up because there's so much to look forward to: Friends, the Boy, The Possibility of Excursions to The City, the new Dolls album...
Oh yes, giddiness indeed.