not so much springing into break...

... as I am stumbling into it as if intoxicated.

I'm thinking I should be pretty upset right now over the exam I did not-so-perfect on this morning, but I'm too exhausted for such emotion. I don't even have enough strength to complain it and whine about how I'm going to fail proofs. At least it's over? Hell, I can always just drop out of college. Where is a degree in mathematics going to get me anway? A counciler at nerd camp during the summers? I can always go back home and work at BK for the rest of my life. Yup, it's final. I'm a lifer.
I think tonight should be margarita night. Here's to not having to go to class tomorrow, or all next week. Whoopah!