Update.

I have a trillion zillion thoughts racing through my brain everyday and always think: I need to blog about this. And then I don't. And then months go by without a post. Perhaps this is because whenever I sign on to write something, I realize that no one reads this and therefore there is no point to posting.
But in the off-chance someone cares, here it goes.
Things continue to go very well. I got to have dinner with Angela Davis (at her damn table) and then at her lecture, she called me out by name. So I can die happy. She was totally elegant and soft-spoken, different from what I assumed to be a brash radical. Nope. She was very interested in learning about me, my passions, and my goals. I enjoyed earnest conversation with her and President/Marsha Lemons, and feel like this final semester is the best I could've asked for.
My depression seems to have lifted, so I'm able to reconnect with lost friends and truly enjoy life. Sure, things are stressful since I'm graduating in two months without any idea as to where I'm going to live/what I'm going to do, but for the first time since I was 9, I am able to be present and enjoy today. Drama exists within my sphere of friendships, but I'm able to exist outside of it. I can maintain a fun-loving friendship without having to feel that everyone's problems are mine to fix.
Cody remains AWESOME and I'm not sure what I would do without him. He is always in my corner, through thick and thin, through right and wrong. I know I can always count on him for an honest opinion or a kind word. He's really unlike any other man I've met, and I feel eternally luck to have him.
Did I mention I had dinner with goddamned Angela Davis?!
I still haven't finished my research design; I keep freaking out and changing every little detail and I know Dr. Demary is concerned. But I don't turn in crap. I always meet deadlines and generally get good grades (except for statsssssss) so I know things will be fine. I like that this paper is making me think through all the tendrils of feminist thought, thus forcing me to grow as a scholar and a feminist. I just hope I get good marks!
That's really all for now. I wanted to finish my research design tonight but I think I'm getting sick and I just want to make love to my bed right now. Can someone else come and finish it for me? I'll give you hugs in return.