It's Friday night and I just ... Got paid. Just kidding.

I'm tired and frustrated and alone. I'm sick of this lack of everything at school. It hardly seems worth it to get out of bed, but I come none the less... even if it's just so I don't have to appeal for credit.

Less then three weeks 'till summer, and I can't help but wonder what this summer will bring. Sometimes I find myself wishing for last summer, even though I know there is better out there. I can only hope this summer brings money, memories, money, fun, money, lust, and money. It's all what you make it...

What's with the shirts: "Slippery when wet"? Isn't that inapropriate for school? Do people what to be thought of as sluts?

I am so glad that I took college writing last year becase now I can just laugh at all the children worrying about their papers. Ha. Ha. He. He.

(Raising my imaginary drink): Here's to a good weekend with no drama.