ummm really?

[not] dear semester,

i am tired of you now. you have outstayed your welcome.

you made me get sick, what with all of your demands and infected door handles.

you make me cranky and ill at people.

and i haven't worked out and i'm about to start my period and therefore i look in the mirror and what do i see?

beluga whale. your fault, naturally.

really, why do you have so much going on?

i just think you wouldn't be so bad if you didn't have all that stuff going on.

quit with the bells and whistles. let's just get back to the basics.

i mean, it's not all you... it's just... april.

she's such a B. toying with my emotions. warm for a day. not warm for a week. sunny.... then snowy.

work on that for me, okay? have a chat with april.

cause i don't know if i can make it to may 5th without having suffered some type of panic-induced heart attack.

i'm in if you're in. we can do this together, semester.

and if you don't do it, I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR A.

just throwin it out there,
sam