Sunday nights are always so... depressing. The long awaited weekend is over, and it's back to work for another long week. Not that I don't love my job (!) But it is a job, and I do have to get up early ( worst part). I hardly ever sleep good on a Sunday night. The anticipation of the week just urks me to no end. Mondays are usually busy, and after the initial shock of walking my groggy butt through the doors wears off, I'm good to go.

Although this week is going to be stressful and hectic, it leads to the closing of a long semester. I just have 3 classes Tuesday, my final Social Policy presentation Wed. night, and my final English presentation Thus. n then I'm home free!! And I'm actually not failing anything this time!! Praise the Lord!! But currently, the stress of it all is weighing me down and I feel as if I cannot breathe. Presentations scare me to death... people judging you on your skills, and knowledge.. yuck! I understand that that's the "real world" but who really feels comfortable talking in front of tons of people? No matter how well I know the topic, or how "confident" I am, I still get red in the face, stutter, and often choke up. I just want to get it over with...GA!! And I have two consecutively! Fun times! It will be a huge relief when this week is over, thats for sure!

Then this weekend Mike and I are going to Virginia to visit with his sister and nephew. Were gonna go watch one of his baseball games and just hang out. It'll be nice to kinda get away. I'm not having a " real" vacation till August though. Mike's other sister ( there's 3) is getting married so were going to go up to Rhode Island for the week, and we might even go to Maine and check it out. It's unplanned, I love being spontaneous!

This weekend was fun. Walked 4 miles with my friend and got super burnt. I was already burnt from the tanning bed the night b4 ( my fault I kno). But hey it'll turn tan so no worries! I tried really hard this year not to revert back to my tanning addiction, but I lost the battle! I was so white that I could see my veins. And for those of you who know me know that that freaks me out!! So I gave in and as Becca puts it " I am paying for my cancer". How awful does that sound? I'm just gonna push that outta my mind now...

I should prolly head to bed. Morning will be coming oh so soon... Joy! I can see it now... I will hit the alarm 4 times b4 finally cursing Mondays and get up.