Back in Gainesville.

Well there's nothing I can do about it, 

I'm back. 

I've tried Apparating, 

Pretending this was all a bad dream, 

and Yoga. 

But when I open my eyes - I'm still here. 

I have high hopes for this semester. 

I'm going to make the best of it. 

I've switched back to Physical Therapy 

[Surprise! I still have no idea what I want to do with my life] 

[Happy mom?] 

I just felt like my schedule was full of classes I didn't want to take - and the Physical Therapy classes 

were more appealing. 

So I did it. 

It's been a little stressful - but it's all settled now. 

For a second I had Fridays off - now just one class which isn't so bad, I guess. 

I applied for my first job. 

[scary] 

It's just working for the O'Connell Center on campus - where I'd have to work events and stuff. 

It could be fun - and I need slash want the money [really bad].

Cynthia invited me [along with the branch] over for a 

"Back to School Celebration" 

Why would anyone want to celebrate the start of stress, annoying professors, and endless hours of studying? 

I don't know. 

But we did. 

Cynthia had the music going - food on the table - and a new stenciled quote on the wall. 

[before the party started - I came early to apply this quote thing to her wall] 

It was hard work - but what can I say - it looks professional. 

 

 Beyonce really helped the crowd to loosen up.

I may or may not have pop-locked it while no one was watching, except Cynthia of course. 

Ready or not, 

Semester two, 

Here we come.