Ha. Ha. Ha.

Ha.

Ha. Ha.

Hahahahahahahahaha. Ha.

Sometimes, laughter is the best medicine.

Other times, laughter is the involuntary sound your brain makes as it misfires and misconnects while trying not to explode.

Hahaha.

Problems come when these don't overlap.

Ha. Ha.

You end up delicately balancing between insanity and vegetability.

Stuck.

Ha.

Hahahaha.

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.

Ha. Ha.

I can't wait for finals to come.

I can't wait for finals to go.

Ha.

Good start...

First day of classes yesterday.

Woohooo.

I have an 8:00 class every Monday morning.

I woke up every 15 minutes or so from 5:30 until 6:45, and then slept soundly through my alarm (or it just decided not to go off, I'm going with that option) until my darling roommate woke up and realized that I was not yet in class. At 7:58.

Good start, huh?

It's moments like those when I am extremely thankful that I have (mostly) learned to laugh at myself...

I made it, and figured that 20 minutes wasn't too bad for a 3 hour class.

20:180

1:9

Pretty good ratio if you ask me.

Though I'm hoping it won't be a trend.