School is closed for the rest of this week. You'd think I'd be happy, but all that means is I don't have anything to look forward to on Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday morning. Just work. Oh well. It'll help me appreciate school more. And I'm sure next spring break I'll be like "Haaaa-le-lujah! Haaaaa-le-lujah!" It's just frustrating when spring break doesn't mean I get school off and am free to go wild in Cancun, Galveston or even stay home and be lazy, it means I get to be at work more. Another part of growing up they don't tell you about. Like back hair.