Nothing like a great night to screw with the senses.

So one week of classes lies between me and finals. 2 weeks until SUMMER! Oh man, it feels good to say that. It really does. I look forward to this.

I don't want to do what is left to be done though. I hate that feeling but it's true. I suppose Sunday I'll have some time to get things done but will I use it? Probably not!

I think that's all from me today. I'm going to go to bed. (I'm having problems forming sentences, that's how I know it is time).