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Thursday, December 19, 2002

7:15 PM -

WAG - The dorms are almost empty. By this time tomorrow, there should be only about 18 people left in the floor, 3 people left on this floor, and only one person in my wing: me.

Yes folks, the University of Missouri-Columbia Fall 2002 Semester is almost at it's end.

We have less than 24 hours to go.

I'd celebrate, but a big, gigantic, monster of a final stands between me and the end.

Humanities 103: The Modern Era.

Don't let the title fool you... it's scary!

Excuse me, I must study now... after this TV program is over...

I'm working on it.

7:15 PM -

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