wake me up when semptember ends

remember when the second years all said that things would get better, but we'd be really busy? the bastards; they knew what they were talking about.

getting up at 7am after sleeping for only 6 hours and knowing that the day holds a few hours of studying, non-stop class from 10-3, meetings 3-6, class 6-7, and then a happy hour at 9 that i have to attend for being a "justice" is not my idea of fun. being busy blows. give me back my summer!!!

*this message brought to you as a warning that i may not be in the best of moods today so be wary when you mention hurricaine katrina. i'll either yell at you for not being funny since i find it incredibly depressing or i'll cry. crying never helps anything.