So long sweet summer

School started yesterday - my first real semester since Fall of '06. Sure, I've been taking classes the past four months, and before yesterday I would have naively classified those summer studies as serious schooling. Then yesterday struck like a bucket of cold water to the face. My mind is still reeling from the onslaught of syllabi. Five seperate documents fully equipped with intense course requirements, fast-paced schedules, rigorous grading scales, and papers due more often than I call my mom. At least my professors are honest: "You'll need to sell your soul to Satan himself if you want to earn an A in my course." Okay, so they probably didn't quite word it that way, but that's all I got down in my notes. I think the weeks when I have four exams and 3 papers due at once are when I'll long most for the good old days of my 6-credit-hour summer.