I just completed my spanish midterm.
Midterm. That means half way through the semester. It's flying by! It feels like I've hardly been here, yet I'm getting past the halfway mark. I have a paper chain tacked up around my window to track the days until I'm done and it's significantly shorter than it was when I first made it. It's absolutely baffling how quickly this has been going.
I love it here. I don't want to go home. I don't want to leave these friends and I don't want to live with my parents again (not that I don't like it, I just really enjoy living on my own).
Then again, I really want school to be done. I'd like to have my freshman year of college behind me. I'd like to not have homework on the weekends. Or the weekdays. I'd like to be able to go to the beach and hang out with Sam and Carly and Katie. And my sister. I'm terribly excited for Seth, but I'm afraid she'll have him late and I won't be able to see him because of school.
47 days. It doesn't seem long at all.