Almost Done With the School Year

One final left. One two hour session of hell to pass, and then done. Except I have work tomorrow. Fuck.

The head is out of sync. Relationships? I use blogger to wax poetic about life. Except I have none-too-interesting thoughts to share. A rebound of time, sleeping through the night, makes me wish I could drive.

I enjoy posting my thoughts about potential rebellion online, when in reality, it is highly unlikely I shall ever comit such a felony.