End of finals!

Phew. So I took two finals today: Art History 102 and Queer Fictions.

I haven't done so hot in Art History over all, but I'm pretty sure I did well on the final. (Main problem: I always forget dates. Numbers refuse to stick in my brain.) So I'm really hoping that the final gets me through AH 102. I do not want to have to take that class again my senior year! Queer Fictions was a ridiculously long, involved exam. But um, I think I did pretty well! Except maybe for the last essay.

Gabby helped me get my stuff from the art building tonight, which involved me running behind her car all the way from Sas to Scribner. After that I went to a party across the street with her and Matthew. It was mostly art kids, which was interesting. I'm never invited to those parties. I wonder why Ashley talks to me. Helena was there, and I'm pretty sure it's the same Helena who once semi-anonymously gifted me with pretty propaganda. (I asked her for it.) I didn't mention this 'cause I'm shy, but I'm sure she wondered why the hell I kept staring at her. I was thinking, Hmmm so this is Helena.

Eck, but at some point these two girls were talking about how there were no men at the party, how there were too many vaginas and they needed a "sausage fest". (!) Whhoa heterosexuals. I mean . . . whoa. Also, it was weird that almost all of the girls were so funkily dressed and put together, but half of the guys looked like they'd just rolled out of bed. I wonder what standard I'd be held to? Not that I can dress. Not that I am really an art major. Seriously, I feel so out of place with art majors. Sometimes I think I should've gone to New World just do I'd know how to relate to these people.

Anyway, I'm dead tired, so -- sleep now. I'm looking forward to getting logistical things wrapped up tomorrow, and then pack everything for storage on Friday! I can't believe this is already over. I really can't believe I'm not gonna see Hope until JANUARY.