Day 5 Saturday

Ah, the oh so sweet end. The light at the end of the tunnel, the beautiful end to a difficult week. Not to say that my week is over, oh no no no. Next week is finals week, and once I am done with that, it is officially summer. As an expected results of the pressure of finals week so close to me, I yet again find myself within the midst of a chorus of difficult and negative thoughts. Thoughts that threaten to consume my conscience and toss my sanity overboard, like pirate seizing a ship. I know I must protects myself and prevail, yet I fear the daunting task ahead. I can only look with amazement at the seniors above me; those who have crossed the sea, undertaken the perilous journey and emerged victorious from the other side. I know that this is my last year of finals. Little consolation, but it is a nugget that I would never dream of forsaking. As I think positively about the year gone by, I can only hope senior year is better. Ghostrider- over and out.