Summer break, what the heck is that?

I am supposed to be on summer break right? 

Right.

That's why I got up at 5:30 this morning and went to class at 7:00 am to listen again about the joys of the digestive system (at least I don't have to take the tests) and then spent the rest of the day alternating between reading "Christianity: A Social and Cultural History" and writing a sweet little 600 word (i.e. three page) essay for Philosophy on Herrera v Collins or "The guy who shot two policemen, confessed and then 8 years later decided he was really innocent and wanted a new trial so they wouldn't put him to death".  I had one whole day to prepare for writing about that for which I had to read Plato's Crito, MLK's Birmingham Jail Letter and one other thing I never actually got to. And the best part? I have to post it for EVERYONE TO READ. *horrors*  Oh and I was supposed to read my professors "lecture".  Yeah.  Right.  And I still have to do all of my religion homework for tomorrow.  Oh but I still have 5 chapters to read in my religion book before tomorrow.  Oh yes and I still have to read about the Perpetua whatevertheheckthatis.  And write a essay about that by this weekend.  And do some post thingy for both classes on Blackboard.  Still don't get that whole thing.

Summer break? 

Not a chance.