The Light in the Tunnel Comes Only From Onrushing Trains

Another week. Another ulcer.

How did I end up with 19 hours of classes I really hate?

The world may never know.

Give me another shot of caffeine Geneva, it's another one of those nights!

I feel: Wired, Tired, and Out of Fire -_- (oops... the rhyme failed, but I'm just gonna bail)