break (almost)

Well, classes are over until next Monday. I desperately need this break. I am exhausted in so many ways. But I'm staying here tonight and working on my schoolwork so that I can hopefully take a few days off to spend with my family and to not do schoolwork. I really don't want to do any schoolwork Wednesday-Friday. I'm trying to make that my goal. 

I got back a test today that I made a 95 on. I'm really proud of that. I studied so hard for that test. I'm trying so hard to do well in that class but it's very challenging for me. As soon as I get back, I have three projects due: finishing up software engineering stuff, a network processing application I need to write, and a program in Scheme that is killing me. Besides that, I'd like to have all my grad school apps out by December 7 or so. I also need to get in a good bit of piano practice; juries will be here soon. Other than those few outstanding items, I'm on track to end the semester well. There's SLC stuff to be done but I think I can handle it.

This semester has been incredibly intense in every aspect. I don't think I have ever been so stretched, but I'm making it. I'm very ready for it to be over though. I need rest and time to process all that has happened.

In other news...I am "Facebook official"-ly in a relationship :) Patrick has been a bright spot in the otherwise chaos of everything else the past month or so. He treats me so well and I'm really thankful. This is a bit of a first for me and I'm really afraid of making mistakes but I guess there's no choice but to figure it out as I go.

I called Mom to tell her yesterday before she saw it on Facebook, and I told her I'd tell Dad later since Dad was kind of having a bad day. I'm going to tell him over Thanksgiving. This whole thing is awkward. "Hi Dad, I know this is totally irrelevant to whatever we're doing, but I wanted you to know that I'm dating someone." I have no idea what his reaction will be. Mom called me back today and wanted to make sure I knew that Dad wouldn't be angry when I told him. Well, I'd hope not. I'm 21 years old and these kinds of things are bound to happen sometime. 

Mom said, "Well, in a little way you'll be breaking his heart, that his little girl is growing up." Well, that made me cry a little. I hate growing up, especially when I know how hard it is on my parents. But what can you do? It's life; this is the way things happen. Whatev. We'll work through it and it will be okay.

All right, it's time for less blogging and more coding. And also time for dinner :) Have a happy Thanksgiving, everyone!