Well, no roads have lead to roses to stop and smell this summer... It's all one huge mess that keeps flowing and churning with no end in sight... except there is an end in sight now, and I can feel the stress overpowering my mind once again as I am sent, hurtling through the doors wherin lies my prison... well, for another school year, at least...
But fear not! The waves pull me back under for a few more weeks until I must face reality... a fish out of water in a foreign communist land in which justice runs from A to F, and all-powerful tyrants decide the methods of torture to inflict upon the helpless peons who can do nothing but to holler