ugh

The wonderful spring semster of college has begun, and it sucks. First semester was easy. I feel like I was mislead about the college experience. :)

It's kinda like those rats I learned about in my integrative studies class today... did you know there are some rats who will adopt a rat to their group, fatten it up, and then eat it? Well, you do now.

That's how I feel. Fattened up by first semester and sent to the slaughter that is second semester. First semester was like the creepy old lady in hansel and gretel... come on in, doesn't my house look all nice and candy flavored? Then you find out the old lady (second semester) wants to eat you. Damn.

Please excuse the previous rambling and bad analogies (I think I may have messed up my fairy tales...?) but I've been very busy, and thus am very tired and possibly a bit delusional. My schedule sucks on mondays and wednesdays... between classes and my work study my day seems to drag on for an eternity. maybe two.

On Mondays I actually have a straight block of work and classes from 9-2:30, an hour break, and then another class until 5. it sucks. Now this is where my mother would interject and say, "this is what it'll be like to have a real job" or "working is tough, huh?" in her sarcastic way (I so know where I get it from). But really, I am a college student. I am allowed to complain. I should have some slack time. I mean, up until this semester (where I practically have to write a paper every night) slacking has been like my job.

okay. rant over. that was quite cathartic.