finals week.

my roomate and my girlfriend (i think i can use that term now) have made me study more than i would have liked...but that's probably for the best...i still won't do very well...but as is the running theme in these entries, it's nobody's fault but mine.

i think i have survived this semester fairly well...i got lucky. but i'm still suspicious of this...i don't know if i can ever be content.

I think it's turning back around
And I think I like it
I think it's turning back around
Though I don't know why it is
I think it's turning back on me
I'm down on the upside
I think it's turning back on me
Now I'm the good ride