The End

I am tired, I am overstretched, I am burned out. I have gone 179 days, not including the endless torrent of extracurriculars at hand. I am through with sophomore year.

Except for finals. Two two-hour tests tomorrow. Just Global Studies and Spanish 2. And then I'm free. At least for a couple of days, before work starts. I have paperwork to fill out, I have suits and ties to buy, I have AP course work for the summer, and whatever else the world wants to dump onto me.

But by noon tomorrow, if even only for a couple of days, I am free. It couldn't come at a better time. I just wish it could come faster.

Random Domo-kun attack!