Crash boom is what I'm afraid is going to happen in the next couple months. I've been sitting here a lot lately thinking about the fact that next Thursday I start the fall semester. My FINAL semester of grad school. First thought - I still have a 4.0 GPA but I think I'm probably taking one of the hardest classes this time around. They added a weed-out course a couple semesters ago and this is where I could fit it in. Ha. Hope it doesn't weed me out. The instructor just emailed us all this stuff and there's 2 grading charts...scary. So, my first fear is this "reading intensive" course that everyone freaks out about. If I were Catholic I'd do some Hail Mary's for this one. On top of that, I've added a second internship. If you thought my schedule was crazy with just (ha, I said "just") class, one internship and the Gap try it now. Whew. I'm doing a group Wednesday nights and leading a grief group at a high school along with a couple new individual clients. Oh, and that whole part where I have to find a job before I graduate. And study for (they say you just have to memorize this encyclopedia - no sweat right?) AND take the test that allows me to work under supervision for a year and a half after graduation at almost no pay. And every one's birthdays (mine, my sisters, boyfriends and a best friends to name a few) seem to be in the fall making it even busier, along with a wedding, Halloween, Homecoming (I planned it so I have to go), Thanksgiving, Friendsgiving, and then Christmas. I feel like I'm leaving something out. My mom is starting chemo and even though that isn't something that is taking up my time, it's something I worry about. Yes, she reads this, but I'm sure she already knew I worried (I worried so much as a kid that I got constipated into my small intestines so I'm SURE she knows I worry, but if not, now she (you) know). I know I just have to get over this initial freak out, but if you've thought I was busy and distant before you'll really think I am now. For now, I'll try to hang out, but I need to study and work. Just know that in December after I graduate I might be poor but I want to hang out. And you better plan on coming to my graduation party!!