And So It Ends

Yesterday, I said goodbye to something I have come to love very much.

I said goodbye to my break.

This was perhaps the most bitter of all farewells I have ever paid. I think it was because my last semester was just so rigorous. I took five courses, all of which were upper-division. Guh.

This semester looks to be quite a bit lighter. I only have four courses this time around, three of which are upper-division, one of which is a 200 level survey for my major. Why the hell am I taking a survey course here and now? It baffles the mind. I will be a senior in a class composed almost entirely of sophomores and freshman. I'm a moose in a dog kennel.

Moose in a dog kennel? Hm.

So, here goes the grind again. I'm off. Or on. Or back. :-
[break>school]
brian