Oh, thank God for Spring Break

I am done and I am home. My final this morning seems a million years ago and next term seems a very long way off too even though it is only a week away. But despite all that, I have a week during which I get to do very little except ski and other crap. Of course, this means that I have to fly come sunday, but I can deal. My phobia is coming under control, which is good seeing as I'll be on a plane for 14-odd hours in July. Well, maybe I'll sleep the majority of that, which is kind of too bad because I would love to actually see the north pole (which is the route).And seeing as it is eternal daylight up in those parts, I'd be able to see it. Yeah...

I really don't have much else to say. I won't see one of my roomies until the fall since she's leaving for Italy on monday. Because of finals our goodbye was a quick one on campus as we happened to pass each other. It's more than it would have been, however, had I not had things on campus to do before heading out of town. I feel kind of bad for the farewell, but what can you do? I don't know. My mind is too focused on applying for a passport tomorrow morning and then heading off to Colorado for six days of snow. Woot.