New Emilie II

I've always wanted to have a line of Emilies. Like how guys can name their sons after them, and they can name their sons after them, and their sons and sons and sons so on until there are like Henry James Walker the 23rds. But it can't really happen. so sad. That's not even a little random.....

Some people might have wondered what became of New Emilie. Did she continue in her new, good-at-school ways? Or did Old Emilie take over? This is the time that I shall fill you in on the goings-on of New Emilie.

She lives. Even more, she thrives.

The only times I've missed any classes were the Tuesday and Wednesday after Martin Luther King, Jr. Day when I was vomit puke throwing my guts up. That was super gross. But, directly following that heinous illness, New Emilie was back! I haven't been the best at going to bed at 11:30 (although, last night I went to bed before 11. wheird.), but I have retired to the room of sleep before at least 1 on every day except for weekends, but they don't even count!

I've kept up with school for the most part. The readings are my downfall, as I have like 1,000 pages to read a week, and I never have quite been able to stay on top of those, but I'm doing my best. I'm about a month ahead in my Elang class. I turned my Poli Sci paper in on time, and I even revised it a few times before turning it in. I've begun studying for my exam that is to take place this weekend, and I've been writing a document analysis that is due on Friday. New Emilie is kicking trash. Only two and one half months till she can take a rest.