Days

I feel like it's been a few days since I've written anything. Classes started. Woo. I took my first forensics class, loved it. That's really about it. I'm just so tired of school and classes and tests, but at the same time when I was walking around Tuesday I was thinking about how much I missed it. I  just want it to be over so I never have to take another test again. Some days I think I'd be fine working weird shifts 5 or 6 days a week until I'm 85. Obviously, I have no real intensions of dropping out and I will graduate and get a job and then maybe I'll be happier than I have been.