With fewer than twenty pages to write and fewer than six days to go, I finally feel like I'm about to graduate. I'm having a hard time deciding whether I'm excited or terrified. Instead, I've decided to indulge myself with movies based on Jane Austin novels or parodies of said novels. I feel as if I'm learning more life lessons from my Austin based endeavors than from any of my text books. I've learned that secret engagements make everyone mad, men that are brunettes are always the best ones, and you should always marry the first man you fall in love with days after realizing you're in love with him. Also, there is nothing better than a double wedding or a horse drawn carriage.
I have also found that a bag of Doritos is infinitely better than the gym. Men: start loving the flab, because I am packing it on. This brings me back to the Jane Austin parodies--if Bridget Jones has taught me anything, it's that I can eat Doritos and still get Colin Firth.
Get excited! It's graduate time!
