I know that once I finish school, this life will be different. There’s no doubt in my mind, as if this is just a 3-year contract. Like M promised, she got me the notes from the prof, and I do owe her so much, even though I know she used to sleep with him so it wasn’t too daunting of a favor. I just hope I don’t end up having to blow her Psych prof this week (M has a midterm coming up). He’s extremely heinous and she should know better. Tonight is my day off. It’s the first time in weeks, and I’m very much looking forward to some time at home, reading for that Lit class I’m behind in. After all, this is why I’m here.