schools out for the summer (almost).

With the end of the school year just around the corner the never ending essays, readings and social commitments have me stretched very thin. I am in super duper crunch mode with the pumping out of essays and trying to absorb the content of books hopefully though osmosis of sleeping with them under my pillow. My nails in which I quit biting have been reduced to a pathetic coping mechanism and are currently being ’’regrown’’. I came across the picture and laughed, because the thought has crossed my mind this week. Weighing my BA against a career in titty bars and being accused of having daddy issues seemed appealing if not only to avoid finals at nothing else. But with Friday the 13th approching and the sweet scent of summer freedom in my sights I will type on.