Wednesday.

The day started off with my alarm blaring at 7:15 AM.

It then proceeded to Biology class, wherein I'm pretty sure I failed my first exam.

Now, I'm sitting here on my couch eating Corn Flakes and watching Scooby Doo, painfully nostalgic for the days that doing such activities would suffice. Instead, I am forced to go to work. Go to class. Go anywhere but where I really want to be. Sometimes, I'm not even sure where that is. Or if such a place exists.

I wish my Mac would get here so I can sign for it and sprint to work.

I wish I didn't have to go to work. I'm so sick of it. But I'm poor.

There has to be an easier way to make money than whoring myself at Subway.

:-/