Hangover

And working on another tonight. Why, oh why do I do this to myself? Oh, right, it is fun... until the morning hours. And by this time I forget about just how shit I felt this morning. I swear, Sunday I will knuckle down and study, study, study for exams. But tonight I am going out, drinking far more than is wise, and hopefully meet up with Mr. Right now;) Mom is coming home tomorrow, kind of. Casey will still be in the hospital, so she will still be there most of the time. Next week four exams.... then a break before summer semester. I am happy because I thought I would have to drop the summjer semester and work for my uncle for the summer. I hte working for him. It's not him, he's fine. I just hate the work. It is sweaty and boring, but it pays well. But with the hours I will be getting at the hospital now I can actually do the summer semester. Whew, situation of acting like a grown up for the summer strategically avoided.