Summer�s around the coner, I can tell because I�ve been hearing various news reports about it for the last couple of weeks even though physical evidence is scarce here in Sault Ste. Marie. The weather is still chilly, almost warm enough to walk around LSSU�s campus without a sweat-shirt, and looking out from the Cisler Center I can tell Lake Superior is still frozen; a white plain of ice and snow against the Canadian background of steel mills and giant smoke stacks, a constant reminder to every student that a strong southerly wind isn�t just teeth-chattering but most likely cancerous as well. And even though other college students are probably enjoying sunny weather in the southern half of the state, playing catch frisbee on the lawn, and acknowledging every square-inch of cleavage most college girls are glad to show off during such pleasant weather as this, I get to enjoy evenings of staring out my window and watching the same girls pretend they aren�t too big to slip into their under-sized pink Abercrombie and Fitch tees and play ultimate frisbee outside our hall. Cumbersome and undoubtedly winded after just a few minutes, its hard to say where they retreat to after they�re done �teasing� us freshman. But seeing most of the snow melted does allow me to glean some sort of hope for summer. Mine, personally, will be filled with work, boredom, and an occasional midnight rendezvous with Wal-mart, looking at things too expensive and impractical for me to buy. I really hate it here... home sucks, too... so if someone sees me in a parking lot someplace, just hit me with your car at a good speed. If you kill me then you�re entitled to any money that�s still in my wallet... if you don't kill me, pending I'm able to walk, I get to fuck you up.