Halfway There

Today is a glorious day.  I am officially halfway done with school.

half of me is so excited...

and then half of me wants to just throw up, curl up in a ball, and then runaway just thinking about having 15 1/2 months of school still left.

I hate that my school practically "owns" me.  They control my life.  I hate it.  I think they love it, honestly.

I hate them. 

They even control me when I sleep.
I dream about probing, scaling, furcations, periodontal disease...

 For now I'll try to celebrate being halfway done by going out on a date with the hubbers.