Six pages of my philosophy paper are done. I need at least seven. I have no more words...well, useful ones anyway. Maybe it's not too late to run screaming from the dorm. *checks watch* Nevermind, the frat boys are probably on the prowl, and I just straightened my hair.

School sucks.

I don't even know what to write. It all just hurts so much. I don't really know where I went wrong. I don't understand what I could have done differently to make it less painful. I wish I was away from here. I wish I could leave.