panicOne week from today (Well fuck, look at that, it's still Sunday. This going to bed early thing is throwing me for a loop), I mean tomorrow, I start classes again.
I don't think I've mentioned it much, mostly because I think if I avoid things, eventually they'll go away.
That's not going to work this time.
I'm taking Calc III and Thermodynamics this summer.
I dropped thermo last semester because it was just too much work. So, I figure - let's cram it in to a shorter session. Yay!
The thought of school starting again is making my stomach turn. I just want to curl up into a tiny little ball and sleep through it all.
I'm also rationalizing dropping both courses and taking them later. When is the next time I'll get to enjoy 3 months of vacation?
Fuck. I don't know. I don't want to do this anymore.