so summer went well, maybe. i worked alot and took summer courses, so i didnt spend time where i thought time was needed to be spent. and so, everyone left me here to my own demise, which was probably inevitable, but still. fall semester has started, and im still waiting for summer to begin. and not only that, but the season is starting to change, so i dont know whether to wear shorts, or pants. damn it. i hate winter. so much in fact that i wont speak of its name. so for now on...winter is now called sininter (close to sinister, but let me explain). my first thought was to call winter, "hell". but thats already been taken and hell is suppose