Second to last day of the Spring term and here I sit in the school's library, free of a last period, but stuck because I have no car. In theory, an open last period is pure heaven. In practice......not so much. I actually used to make the five minute trek to the pulic library before the weather turned nasty and the school's libraian took pity on me. So much to do and no idea where or how to start.

Whoever said that Senior year is easy was friggin' sniffing glue.

A common mantra I've been hearing among the other haunted faces of my peers is "And next term is going to get real nuts."

Lovely. Can't wait.

Bring on the antidepressants.