I know what you're thinking, most students refer to it as the "back to school blues." Anguish over the drudgery of due dates and 10 page essays.  Nervousness about grades and getting into the right classes. Forlorness for the passing of summer break, and all the hot, sex, swimming suit times.

But I really enjoy going back to school. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy swimming suit times as much as the next girl, but all-in-all I think I'd rather be improving my mind.

Most of my classes are already set for this semester, which is a real relief. I did hate freshman year with the crazy scramble to get into the better courses and failing most the time. But now that my major is locked down and I've got most of the basic requisites behind me, I get the better classes with the better professors, and I can't wait.

I've also signed up for a few new clubs this year. I'm going to try out the performing arts for at least a semester, starting with an experimental drama group. Who knows what will happen? Anyway, I'll make the best of it, no matter how cheeky, goth, or sexually ambiguous it gets. Until then, I'll take my my damage control, my best antioxidant, and my birth control. That's right, I said it.