At the End of the Day

Why worry? At the end of the day, all there is to worry about is whether you've got some friends or family to sit and shoot the shit with. Or, if you're me, sit and talk shit with. All you should worry about is whether there are people in your life that you can call to talk to. You should worry about whether you've got some friends to go get Mexican with, or grill some burgers. Sure, the next month is gonna suck. But at the end of the semester, I'm going to have a bunch of people to go drink ritas with, grill steaks with, drink corona's with. People to go the Cubs games with, people to hang out with on days off. The summer is coming, and it's going to be fantastic. Finals are coming, and they are going to suck.

This year I met some great people. I made some great friends. I drank some great beer. I drank too much great beer a number of times. I pissed people off. I won over a few people. I made some mistakes, I made some people happy. Regardless, it was fun. It will continue to be fun. Here's to the summer. Fuck finals. Because in 5 years, no one is going to know what you made in goddamn Property. Let's get this over with and move on to some fun times.

Lyrics:
"The universe is shaped exactly like the earth,
If you go a straight line you'll end up where you were."
Modest Mouse 3rd Planet: Informing us to never go in a straight line.