One day, a weekend...
I dream of a weekend. A period of multiple days in which I can sleep and not worry one bit about the hour I need to wake up or what homework assignments I should get a jump start on.
As for now, I must be content for about 2 hours on Monday and Tuesday afternoons.
Whoever decided that we have to work for money to pay for stuff is MAJOR FAIL!!!!
Oh, and on a random tangent, why can't there be a little pill I take to make my teeth white, my skin tan, and my muscles all big and toned and such? I mean...really... We can put a man on a moon set in Houston and cause the destruction of the twin towers, but we can't make the one, true Miracle Pill?