2 Left, With Love From Mr. Supernatural.

So close! Sooooo close! Two days left! Only TWO! Can you believe it? I can't.

That's correct ladies and gentlemen, I have only 2 measly nine-hour shifts remaining in my sentence. Er, time of work. That's only 18 hours until utter freedom (for about 3 weeks)! But, that's not all. The best part of all of this is that I am even more excited for going to school in January! Can you believe THAT? I didn't think so.

I am so pumped up for school. Now, I know that you're all thinking things like, "Aww, look at his youthful vitality, his eager spirit so full of naivity, his raw, unbridled zest for learning and knowledge that will so quickly be utterly decimated by the actual toils of post-secondary studies... Reminds me of my first semester... Ahh, the memories..."

Wipe that single tear from your duct and shut up. You will not break my spirit, nor will the physical attending of school. At least, not for a little bit. I hope.

Who am I kidding? I'm'a gonna get myself broked pretty quick, methinks. I think it's 'cause I'm not used to doing actual schoolwork. Alas... More on schoolwork later. Bed. Now.

Guten Nacht,

Carlos Santana. Er, Daytona Splendor.