I sometimes think..... and sometimes I don't at all.

Never before has the end of a semester been more warranted and, in some ways, more anticipated for me.

I don't know if I am losing my mind or what, but it sure seems like it. I think I am almost becoming the epitome of a Speed School Student at times, which I find my words tripping and my inability to form coherent sentences. It saddens me and at the same time... I wonder what it all means.

I think it's unreasonable to expect the most out of students that are constantly in school. I mean even year round schooling has more breaks. I wonder how next semester will go. I am having somewhere from 16-18 hours, plus CO OP Seminar. I really am anxious to find a CO OP. I have a lot of skills, but I rarely seem to get a job that fits them. I guess I need to become more outgoing.

I have little left to say but that I have a little left to do, and then a break that will be most cherished and yet most avoided in some aspects.

Sometimes you cry... I guess

Two more semeters of Summer school, and then I am done, for now, for a month, for awhile. But I have other things I have to do, like stuff for the offices I am holding. So who knows if a break will be a break.

I am back where I always am, but I guess that's how things go. You never know what you got until it's gone, and you don't know what you wasted until you frown.

I never thought I could be where I wanted to be, and sometimes I wonder where that is.


No matter how far the road may bend
And what I see coming down the lane
I forever will justify the meaning
Of the answers that come too soon
I keep coming back and back again
To the road I missed on the trip before