I've finally returned to school. I mainly went because I had a test today, but it's a return nonetheless. I skipped CLA110, but it's CLA110. I liked the idea of learning Greek and Latin Roots of English in the beginning, but this fool of a professor is making me detest it so much.

I'm unsure if I did well on my ASIAN210 exam. I missed a number of classes in the past week from my depression/panic so some concepts were difficult for me to explain. It's the end of the semester though, so everything is getting one last push before I K.O. and start vacation.

MATH150 went alright. I almost hurt my hand from writing five pages of... well, whatever was on the board. ._. There's a lot of reviewing that needs to be done in order to raise my grade, but I'm going to stay hopeful and say that I can do it because I know I can.

ENGL120's research paper is what started all of this. Once I saw that I pretty much had to write a whole new paper (Not a whole new world now. I'm not Aladdin or Jasmine), I panicked, and that's when everything started. I want to get it out the way, not worry about anything the professor will say and finish up this semester. No more stress. I'm done with it. It's not worth it.

I shall end this here for the moment because it's about to be 10:10 and that's when I can register for classes. IT'S 10:10! GO! GO! GO!

This isn't going well... Sections that are clearly open are saying they're closed... Oh dear.

Note: Someone's going to get a fistful of fist after this. -.-