I have quite the situation going on here this morning. First, every muscle in between the bottom of my neck and the top of my ankles is sore this morning. Not holy crap, this is some pain sore, but all are noticeably sore! Top that off with I have no energy, and I am debating about taking an unscheduled day off of working out to see if that will fix what ails me. I was extremely active this weekend, so my guess is a day off isn't going to hurt anything. In fact it may be necessary. I wonder if switching to Zyrtec, which has done wonders, is he culprit for my dragging this morning. If that is the case, I may have no other option but to live with allergy symptoms! I can't be dragging around all the time, it isn't me!
I am determined to just get through this week now. If I do, then my undergrad career is essentially over! I have to do a presentation on Thursday. I am doing the exposition on the Ontalogical Argument, and will likely be doing assisting in my partners argument for it or against it, whichever she decides is appropriate. Then I have a paper due the same day in my social psychology class. I need to work on cleaning up the paper. It has to have in text citations and a running head that it doesn't have yet. Apart from that I am well on my way. Once these two are done, I guess we are in cruise mode with getting ready for finals. I have to admit, I am becoming a bit reflective as the day I am leaving the friendly confines of the University of Arkansas of Fort Smith grows nearer. I had to drive by the campus yesterday, and I got a bit melancholy. as bad as I want to get out of there and get started on law school, I have a fondness of the place that made it possible for my growth as a person and a professional. UAFS is truly a Godsend for me. I remember vividly the fear I had on my first day of class, and it makes me smile to remember my first A on a test, my first semester being on the Dean's list, all the late nights in the Paralegal program, the friends I made in that program, all the papers I griped about having to write, and even my recent bout of senioritis. all those experiences together have been so wonderful. I would not trade one of them for any other different set of circumstances. Oh look at me waxing poetic. I better wrap it up and see if this caffeine can get me around the block a couple of times this morning! Later all.