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Let's see . . . classes for me are almost done. I only have two weeks left for this quarter, and the last of those two is one day of classes and four days of finals.

What I like about my classes is two of them (out of a regularly scheduled three) have a close friend of mine. We planned that, of course.
Unfortunately, the workload of one of the classes (Introduction to International Relations) is a little heavy.

What I like about my job is it's on campus, so it's not much of a hassle to get to it. Also, I'm a tutor, and I love helping people, so that's a plus.
Heck, for this reason alone, I like my job: it's how I met the friend of mine that's in two of my classes.
She's a co-worker, not someone I've tutored, though.

On a slightly unrelated note, that friend of mine and I might start dating.
I say "might" because of a really long story that I don't feel like transcribing at the moment.
All I'll say for now is we get along ridiculously well, spend a large amount of time together, care about one another a lot, and have feelings for one another, but it's complicated.

But such is life.

Hmm . . . well, it may be not so nice later. I mean, if she ends up rejecting me, it's going to be a bit difficult to see her.

At the very least, she's a good friend, but I wish she wouldn't worry so much.

The thing that really sucks is she apparently has gone from wanting to date me and not for the last few months (there is a big reason for that).
That reason is gone, and she apparently decided she wanted to give it a try last week, and she was really sure of it, but she's afraid she'll change her mind or something. We can't start dating just yet for that reason that is gone now.

Here, I'll give you this: a while ago, she broke up with her obsessive, long-distance boyfriend that she didn't like that much and barely knew. Obviously, she didn't do it for me.
So now I need to wait at least one more week before we can even think of actually dating. Finals will be over, and it will have been at least a month since the official breakup, and she may just decide that she doesn't want to give it a try because, again, she worries too much.
Like, I said, it's complicated. This isn't even the whole story.

It really sucks, but it goes with my luck.
I'm hoping for the best, though.