2007 commences.

I'm back from London, it's a new year, and I have my first real French final in only three days. My brain isn't really getting that I have finals next week, I have another semester to go, and I've already been here for four months.

The semester kids have arrived. I detest them already. My roommates know some of them and they went to see Les fils de l'homme with us tonight and they were all, "Let's speak only French! Tell me about Aix!" and then we ask them questions and they had no idea what they were talking about.

I'm more than likely getting a flight home before June 25. I'm probably going to take summer school at IUS to alleviate some of the stress senior year is swelling up to be. Summer school is June 27 to August 8, hopefully after that I can take a little trip down to Savannah to refresh my tan, and then head off to Bloomington. Life was so slow first semester and now it won't stop.