On the Brink of the Final Semester of my Life as an Undergraduate...

And I am quite underwhelmed. Not because of the course load, or because of all the 'extra' time that will be spent on academic extracurricular activities and wedding planning, but because I thought this was supposed to feel different, you know? I thought that embarking on your final semester as an undergraduate was supposed to feel exciting, nerve racking, and rewarding. I feel none of these things about the impending semester. I feel like it will go so quickly that I will not even get the chance to look up until I am walking across the stage in December. With 6 courses (which translates to 18 credit hours), both an ethics debate team and an honors thesis outside of the 6 classes, wedding planning, oh and lets not forget the application process for graduate school, I am bound to feel like I am continuously running out of time. With all of that said, I am ready to be done with this part of my life, and eagerly anticipating the next leg of this journey.
I am anticipating next week though! I get to go to Raleigh and catch up with one of my closest friends that I haven't seen in a year, and haven't had any one-on-one time since I can't even remember!!! That will be nice, because I have missed her tons. Also, she exclusively knows exactly what I want my hair to look like, and makes a masterpiece outta the mess she is given! I can't wait to feel pretty :)
In other news, I have basically accomplished the goals that I set for myself this summer. I have gotten a TON of rest and relaxation, I have worked on both theses, gotten ahead with the wedding planning, and even got another kitten (by happenstance, but still amazing), so I am ready for the beginning of this semester. ANNOYING: I am still waiting for a response with my first thesis so we can set up a meeting where we can construct the plan for the data collection once the semester begins. This could mean that my draft was so bad, she is trying to figure out how to guide me, or it could mean she is trying to soak up the last little bit of summer that she can. We will see I presume, blah.

Hey before I end this short but sweet update, I would like to shamelessly plug Ritchie & I's wedding site... CHECK IT OUT! Gives you a ton of info about us and what we refer to 'The Big W'. I would like to especially point out the gift information tab! LOL okay, here's the link:

http://radtiestheknot.weebly.com/index.html

Okay, without further ado.... LYRICS!


Robert's got a quick hand
He'll look around the room
He won't tell you his plan
He's got a rolled cigarette hanging out of his mouth
He's a cowboy kid
He found a six-shooter gun
In his dad's closet hidden in a box of fun things, I don't know what
But he's coming for you, yeah he's coming for you

"All the other kids with your pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the yoour pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet"

Daddy works a long day
He'll be coming home late, Yeah he's coming home late
And he's bringing me a surprise,
Cause dinner's in the kitchen and it's packed in ice
I've waited for a long time
Yeah the slight of my hand is now the pull of a trigger
I reason with my cigarette
And say your hair's on fire, you must of lost your wit, yeah

"All the other kids with the pumped up kicks,
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet
All the other kids with the pumped up kicks
You'd better run, better run, outrun my gun
All the other kids with your pumped up kicks,
You'd better run, better run, faster than my bullet."
-Pumped up Kicks by Foster the People 

I know, it's a lil' dark, but as I realized, there are various ways to interpret these lyrics. I am feeling it right now... can't get the dang song out of my head. Think about the underdog sometimes people.

Until Next Time,
-Desi