Vacation

No, it's not vacation yet.

But leave it to my professors to give me enough homework to have me stressing out by Tuesday. Two papers and an exam doesn't sound so bad, until you procrastinate and find yourself staring the due date right in the face.

Nonetheless, I still managed to whip up a somewhat acceptable paper about the politics in a Pink Floyd song. One paper down.

Math exam, probably failed. What I gathered from my classmates' reactions leads me to believe that nearly everyone thinks they failed it, too.

One more late night to write my psych paper, then no more effort until the 29th.

Problem facing me now is that I have nothing to do all week. But I think I'll be okay in that regard.

In some ways, I really hate college. But in other ways, I think I like it. The freedom and responsibility of making your own decisions is both damning and wonderful.

As usual, not much to say.

Better suit up and get ready for aerobics.

Peace.
~Marina