Look, I told you I'd be back soon!

Anyways, everything is steadily coming together. After wrestling with the monster that is my scheduled plan for the next four years, I have finally managed to wrangle something together that my counselor and I can actually agree on. Unfortunately, my end of the bargain was that I can't go to China this summer, and instead I am taking courses here to get back "on track", which, I was never off track in general. I was just not taking one class in the required semester, and that made the computer system practically crap itself.

It's okay, though, because in all honesty it's better for me in the long run. Flagship can only fund one summer trip, if you take more you have to find other grants or pay for it yourself. Now I'm only going to need them for the one summer. Plus, now I don't have to worry about what order of classes I'm doing it in, since everything falls into a nice linear pattern that makes perfect sense. And staying here for the summer is wayyyy cheaper than a study abroad trip.

Plus it guarantees that I'm still here for Comicon this summer.

But that's just an extra bonus. And now that I think about it, I can apply for more jobs around here since I'll be able to stay here for the summer months and work more hours than during the normal school year. My counselor was just worried about the pre-reqs for all of my classes, but it really worked out in all aspects for me. This is awesome!

And this weekend is homecoming. I'm so excited to be a viking. Everyone's costumes look so good, and Tristan is starting to get so pumped about costuming; he wants to do all the costumes for all the conventions. Maybe we'll just quit school ad run off to become convention famous. I'd like that. Though I doubt very many costumers get the chance to work with space programs. It's hard being interested in so many things. At least once a week I find myself asking if I'm really wanting to do engineering. I think I would make a fine Art major, as well as a Space and Earth Exploration major. But then Tristan talks about his history lectures and I remember how kick-ass history really is. And then I'm back to thinking physics is the coolest thing since sliced bread, and the week starts all over again.

And then there's that little voice in the back of my mind, muttering from under a tin-foil hat that I could be a famous author, I should just elope with my books and try and make a living off them. But we all know the likelihood of that is close to zip, and I just sigh as I dig into my calculus homework.

SWEET JESUS. It's almost November! NANOOOOOO

Yes. I will be participating yet again this year. I'm on a hot streak, and I'm not stopping now. I don't know how much time I will have for it, and this might be the year I pull a c-c-c-combo breaker, but I won't fail from a lack of trying. Plus, you know, Thanksgiving weekend is perfect for month end sprints. And we all know how good at word sprinting I am; last year's NaNo saw me pump out 17k on the very last day before submitting the word count. I wrote over a third of that entire novel in 1/30th of the allotted time. Pretty sure I crashed for 14 hours after that.

But I'm stoked. This semester is turning out to not be that bad. College in general isn't that bad. Granted I remember to feed my fish more often than I remember to eat dinner, but that's okay. These years are great. Not to mention, I know just how much everything is going to suck come graduation, so I'm enjoying it while I can. No more word of graduation for a few more years though (and -shudder- grad school), just gonna relish it while I can.

Halloween, NaNo, costumes, conventions. Yeah, it's a good year. Until next time!