No, I haven't gotten the good news I've been waiting for (my Peace Corps assignment, that is). But I did get some good news this weekend that was almost as nice to hear. The semester grades are up and (drumroll...) I ended up with 4 A's and 2 A+'s. Woohoo! Much better than I thought was possible. I am definitely guilty of being a senior, and spent much of the semester playing catchup due to my spectacular ability to procrastinate. But I made it through alright, and it's all downhill from here. Next semester's classes will be difficult, but the graduate ones (which are the hardest of the ones I'm taking) don't count towards my GPA, which takes quite a bit of pressure off.
I'm still waiting for that dang letter to come from the Peace Corps. It'll be awhile yet, I'm sure. But I keep deluding myself into thinking that it could come any day now between now and May. I therefore check the mailbox religiously each day at 5 oclock. Even on Sundays, just in case Saturday's mail was late or something. I just want to know where I'm going. That's all I ask.
Whatever the case may be, I'm getting more and more excited each day.
Today was wonderful. A nice bike ride in even nicer weather (shoot, the temperature shot up into sandal range today), and a concert by my very favorite singer/songwriter. Terri - thanks for writing my theme songs. Some day, I might get around to writing one of my own. But first, I have to figure out this mandolin...
Right now though, there's a beer in the fridge with my name on it (quite literally - I didn't want Erica to drink it) and a book that I've been dying to read.
Hannah B., signin' off.