You oughta know better...

There's so much I could say right now. There's so much I want to say. But I'll refrain. It wouldn't do any good anyway. So back in the vault it goes...

I am burned out. I am ready for this year to be over. I am tired of doing homework. I'm tired of pulling an average of one all-nighter a week. I'm tired of looking at the next week in my planner and seeing that things aren't going to be any better. I just don't have a whole lot of motivation left. 17 credits is NEVER happening again. I feel like I've worked harder this semester than any other and I don't think my GPA is going to show that. I'm tired of other things too. Oh well, I guess you do the best you can and that's all you can ask for. Less than 5 weeks.... Less than 5 weeks.... Less than 5 weeks....

Then comes camp. I am so ready for camp. I'm so ready for a change of pace. I'm ready for a different kind of tired. Camp's version of tired is a little more rewarding. I'm so ready to work with Rae (fingers crossed) and Tammera for a summer too. I'm just ready. And I am READY for next year. A lot of things are gonna be a lot better. And it's the senior year. Freshman year's fine because everything is new and exciting. Sophomore year sucks because you're not close to done and nothing is new and exciting anymore. It's just blah. And junior year is close to the end, but not close enough that you can quite taste it yet, and it's just a lot of work. But next year, I'll be a senior, and our apartment is going to be freaking awesome. Really cool people. And a kitchen. I'm just ready for it now... PLEASE CAN I HAVE IT NOW?!?

God has blessed me this week though. I'm just in a less-than great mood right now. Looking into this week, I was expecting several all-nighters. None have happened and none will I don't believe. So that's been great. And I haven't had that heavy, overwhelmed feeling plaguing my chest. Things have been getting done faster and times to work on things have opened up. For the exception of tonight. I guess I've had time to do my Research Design homework. I just have NO DESIRE to. So I'm gonna go to bed "early," (sadly, 2:30 is early) and work on it probably during class tomorrow. Sweet.

Well I'm off...

Less than 5 weeks.... Less than 5 weeks.... Less than 5 weeks....

Song of the Week: "Little Bombs" by Dashboard Confessional

You oughta know better than to bite who feeds ya...