~sharkoftheday

Yeep!

On Tuesday of this week, school started once again. Time became evident, one dream sequence was traded for another, the translucent figure representing life once again becomes tangible and recognized by itself (androgynistic term aside) and others.

The classes: Psychology; Jazz Ensemble; Creative Writing (1st semester); Philosophy (2nd semester); Calculus; AP Physics; and English. Needless to say, i'm in up to my head and reverting to living a life of repitition where every day is the same as yesterday and tomorrow holds little (if any) more meaning. But that is part of school....The world needs eight-day weeks and three-day weekends; but then the schedules would be screwed up and somehow revised for the worse. But that is part of school.

To sum this up: i'm out of here.