My freaking portfolio is done. And for all the whining I did about how dumb it was and how pointless it was, I must say, I am really proud of it. I mean that. If I don't get at least all threes and a few fours and fives in there I'll be very upset. Things will be thrown. People might be bitten.
And now I must run over to Gross and attempt to dry some underwear and a shirt so I have something to wear to school today.
I FINISHED IT.