The semester is winding down...

I'm so smart, too bad I can't get anything figured out.
I'm so brave, too bad I'm a baby.
I'm so clean, too bad I can't get all the dirt off of me.
I'm so sane, it's driving me crazy.
I'm so chill, no wonder it's freezing.
I'm so still, I just can't keep my fingers out of anything.

Anyone perfect must be lying, anything easy has its cost.
Anyone plain can be lovely, anyone loved can be lost.
What if I lost my direction? What if I lost sense of time?
What if I nursed this infection? Maybe the worst is behind.

I'm thrilled that this semester is ending, but that leaves me with one fact: I only have one left. Can you actually believe that? I don't. What a semester it's been. I've almost gotten fired from a job a used to LOVE and now am basically just annoyed by. I finally did research and started seriously thinking about applying to grad school. I practically live with a boy. Ew. jk. I've lost friends. I've made some really great ones. I took part in the most fabulous project ever - my Christmas card! lol.