Day 120

Today began the beginning of my last days of exams as an undergrad.  The theme of my life lately :)  Mom and Dad starting driving from NC to Boston this morning around 3 or 4AM.  Wow. 

I had to take my first-last exam this morning.  I studied hard and it was surprisingly easy to study.  I somehow managed to push my senioritis to the side and complete the study guide for this class that I didn't even need to graduate.  That in itself felt good.  I felt that feeling that we all know after you finish an exam that you studied hard for and you know if paid of; that feeling of "whew, I did it.  It is done."  A sort of peace just settles on you.  On my hour long commute from campus back to my Boston home, I sat back in my seat  for the last time on the Red Line from the JFK Library/UMass stop to Park Street, where I pick up the Green Line which takes me a few blocks from home.  I just was.  Then a man got on.  With his dog.  Oh how I miss my dog.  I love my dog.  And this man was with his.  I just wanted to stand up, sit next to this man, and love on his dog.  If you love your dog, you know exactly what I mean. 

Not to mention, this sweet little pup was wearing a sweater!  Precious.  However, I did not go and pet the little guy.  I remained in my seat, watching this dog and how wonderfully he managed the shaky, jerky, inconsistent subway.  It was quite impressive.  I've seen many people standing on the subway, and I've seen many of them nearly, or fully, wipe out on the subway.  Not this little dude.  He was awesome.