6 weeks.

So fricking lazy! *sigh* All I want to do is have fun. I'm getting so restless and twitchy here in Miami. Don't get me wrong. I still love it here and I always will. But somehow, I think it's time for a new place to get used to. I think it's time I move on from this place to somewhere unknown and slightly intimidating until I get used to it. Things are happening so fast. There's about 6 weeks left till graduation... 6 weeks to spend time with him. 6 weeks of short conversations from the door of the bro's room. 6 weeks to hang out and laugh with the girls. 6 weeks of watching Friends with Annie and BO. 6 weeks left of attending classes, writing papers, doing homework. 6 weekends of partying. 6 weeks of looking at the red brick buildings of Miami. 6 weeks of early morning work shifts. 3 weeks (or less) to enjoy potato bowls (they're only served every alternate Monday). Time really is flying by so fast. The beginning of the week comes, and I can't wait for the end of the week... And then the weekend goes by, and everything starts again. 6 times of that, and the end is here.