Just when I thought there was some fucking justice in the world it goes away again.

That horrible moment when you realize that in fact, none of your classes are cancelled that week.

I hate having 6 classes….

Im really looking forward to May 18th; the day of my last final, the first day of summer, and my last day in Long Beach (for good). Im tired of dealing with shitty people and I hope that more good things happen once I leave than bad. I hate being in this limbo stage though, but I know it will all be worth it. Life could be worse right now.