i always want to cry. it comes too easily. i should be happy but im not. the littlest things make me depressed. this blows. it truely blows. my schedule for the next month will be hell. i can make a few classes if im lucky (and i mean LUCKY). i had to take off of work more than a few times. i will have no life and no time for one. i enjoy it, but i cant wait until its over. three months for three nights. its a sacrifice laur