A couple of hours ago, my first semester as a starving art student ended. I'm really happy with all my final projects, and I'm pretty sure I passed my Art History exam. Sometime tonight, my friends and I are going out to celebrate. I'm happy. I'm finally going to have time to make everyone xmas presents, to make cards for the holiday card project on time this year, and to start doing art for myself again. (whoo, comic books!) I feel really accomplished, and for the first time in weeks, I feel like my brain consists of a substance other than mush. I do not feel stressed or overwhelmed. Now I can just relax for about a month and a week before e