1 down, 13 to go.

i'm back to the daily grind of school.
seems like just yesterday that my holidays started.
like a bunch of crack addicts trying to justify that one last hit, this week has been full of med students wishing and explaining why they need just ONE MORE WEEK of hols.

and worse yet, it seems like october will never come.
the upside is that i erroneously thought that this semester was 16 weeks. turns out it's only 14. those 2 weeks make it seem a lot more bearable.
it's funny how our expectations can change our persepective on life's events.

move into my new place this weekend. looking forward to it. but then again, maybe i shouldn't get too excited about it... maybe i shouldn't set my bar of expectations too high...