It Was The Best Of Times...

Well, that's it for another "official" school year, kids. I turned in my final final exam on Wednesday, leaving me free for a week and a half before I start on my summer schedule. I guess I wasn't as sentimental about finishing up this year, knowing that I had one more to go. I'm still going to miss my friends that are graduating in a few days, though, and that's why I'm sticking around in the 'burg for a few days longer.

It's been a very busy time, to say the least, especially since I'm trying to hang out with everyone plus get all the things accomplished that the last few weeks haven't given me time to do. But I'm trying not to stress about it, because that wouldn't do me any good at all. I've had some apprehension about how next year will play out in terms of my future and fitting in, but I've since decided that all I can really do is make it the best year I can.

I'm heading home in a few days, which will be nice, because then I won't have to deal with the bat. It seems that every summer, Wesley becomes home to at least one flying mammal. Steve had to deal with one in 2002, then Bobby took on the bat-fighting duties in 2003. It may be that it's my turn to com-BAT our flying friend this year, but that remains to be seen. All I know is that I had a visitor flapping around my room last night, and by the time I had gotten a broom, he had flown back into the hallway. So, I shut myself inside my room again so he wouldn't get back in. When I opened the door back up -- very slowly -- with broom in hand, it had vanished.

This won't be the last we see of him, I'm sure of it.

Here's some interesting bat facts.