Finito!

I thought "finito! Bonita!" sounded good together, then I realized that finito was Italian and bonita Spanish.

Nevertheless, life is beautiful. You better hand me back that change, slash the price by 15% and give up your seat because I, my friend, am a senior.

So I may be getting a B or worse in what I had considered to be my easiest class all semester, Archaeology of Scotland 1B. It was a first-year level course and not a third-year honors class with grad students. I'm not sure how it happened, but somewhere along the line, maybe it was the last-minute cramming, the procrastination, or maybe it was not doing all the readings, the quality slipped and the grades aren't pretty for this class. Vita-L and I were discussing this (over a nice savoury pie, might I add), and we're not understanding. We totally crammed for hours last night. And the night before our portfolios were due, a couple of months ago. Shouldn't that have been enough? But this is getting off track, because, oh that's right, I am done with exams. There will be no academics for the next three months- except for when I'm preparing and carrying out my senior research, but that's only my entire summer.