So I've realized that the absolute mind-numbing, spirit-breaking stress that was third year is not over because it is summer; if anything, it is back stronger than ever after that brief two-week hiatus from exams and ANYTHING. Work is work, but now work is three jobs, a ridiculous summer course, and not enough time nor company to do anything worth doing. I'll make some money, yes. Earn some credits, yes. But whoever said that all they were waiting for was the summer (FYI, that was me,) was sorely mistaken - summer 2010 will be the equivalent of a menstruating 16-year-old girl*.
I wish I still trusted in God. He was good at getting me through this kind of stuff.