Pulling out my hair...

So I think I'm gonna end up looking and feeling fifty by the time I'm 30. I stress over ev-er-y-thing. Maybe I get in a little too deep, or maybe just the things I'm doing really are putting me over the edge. 18 credit hours of class, shit tons of work hours, it just doesn't add to the greatest college experience or the most worry-free life. I think I need to take it a little bit slower before the God-awful holiday retail season starts. For now, I think I need to listen to my life saving music, and take a drive by myself. Contemplate a few things. (Guess it's good that gas is so low right now!) Hasta luego.