It is only the second week of school, and I’m already wishing for April. Is that bad? This is going to be a really long semester. My classes for the most part are incredibly boring. They all sound like they should be really interesting, but they are so not. Most of them meet just one day a week, so that means that I’m in said boring class for two and a half hours. I feel like I’m dying in there. It is miserable. Fourteen weeks to go. No thirteen…I forgot about Spring Break. Ahhh… Spring Break. Save me.