It's officially retired.

Seven and a half months.

Thirty weeks.

Two hundred ten days.

It's intended purpose has been served.

None the worse for wear. I'm sure I'll find a ton of uses for it.

Classes are over.

My last final has been taken.

I am no longer a student.

I am an ALUMNI.

(Commencement is Sunday.)

School days.

It's my last year of school, people. Barring any f-ups on my part (or any on the University's end) I should be graduating in April, 2009.

Finally.

Wanting to carry a different bag for my final year, I hit the stores. I wasted a ton of time looking for the perfect messenger bag, people. A ton of time. Decided I'd have better luck making one of my own. So I hit the Internets. And found this: Amy Butler's High Street Messenger Bag.

I took pictures throughout the whole process of making the bag, but I won't bore you with those. Here is what I ended up with:

Front:
Back:
Front pockets and zippered storage:
Inside:
My bag and me:
With a bag like this, how in the heck could I NOT get As?