Indeed, it is the eve of the finale of the third semester embarked upon in my university institution. I must finish my take home final, the last of my finals, and hand it in by 4pm of the 27th (although I hope to have it finished by tomorrow) and the semester will be declared over.

At the brink of summer, it holds many opportunities. Opportunity to work; to make money. Opportunity to play, to travel, to "hang". I'm looking forward to it. As of now, I have no solidified plans, which feels great. The possibilities are endless. One may only be able to look back on the summer in September to see if I accomplished all that I wanted. Camping. Beaches. Many motorbike rides. Hanging with the Sly. Playing tennis. Taking a trip somewhere out of the ordinary. Dying my hair blonde. Just kidding on that last one. Yes, I am looking forward to summer 2010 and all that it holds.

So, as for school, as I'm almost ready to kick it to the curb when I finish this last final, which will most likely be the death of me. I have a couple of directions I may take.
1. I get accepted into Education. I take this as a divine sign from God that Education-being a high school English major Art minor-is my deepest calling, and I will pursue it till the end. Unless something else divine tells me otherwise later on, but there's a chance I just may ignore it.
2. I don't get accepted into Education. I take time off school, again. This time it may be indefinite, or it may simply be until after I have children, which will not be for quite a few years. I will make money, hopefully obtain a job that I enjoy, take a couple trips, do a couple things, spend the early years of my twenties and my marriage obtaining useless but fun things like motorcycles and new shorts, and taking trips to places prior to being "REALLY" tied down, like, to a house mortgage or a family. Post family, I would probably then take correspondence classes while the kids were young, and work toward that Ed degree and achieve it afterward. I'd really have zero problem with this. Or achieving any other degree afterward.
3. I don't get accepted into Education, but continue taking classes: art classes, to possibly achieve an art degree; spanish classes, to become bilingual (why? I don't know, but I like learning languages); perhaps learning for the sake of learning instead of a set degree.... stupid? Maybe. Awesome? Yes. Maybe I'll still be taking classes when I'm 60, and have like twenty degrees I've done nothing with by then.

Those are my three possibilities I've congested. But for now, I just need to finish this last final, and be rid of the semester. Then I can read books for fun--although I enjoyed most of the books I "had" to read--and make a little dollar or two to put toward something. My loan? Bills? A trip? Who knows.