Tears seem to be my best friend latley. I cant even describe the pictures that appear to me every single night about all of my failures. I dont like the fact that no matter how hard i try to get away fromthis school the more something seems to pull me back in. I cant believe i stood in the bathroom twice yesterday and cried like the biggest child i know. I want things to get better and yes i already know that things will get worst before they get better but i dont know how much i can take before i have a mental break down. I know that i need to go talk to someone, but that question is who. Saint Augustine's college has begun to get bad and the sad thing is no body seems to care. All this money that this school is getting you would think alot of things around here would be fix, and look better. You would think that the social science department would have more teachers and increase the amount of studnets getting out of this school on time. I sometimes find my self looking around at the people that work here and ask my self what are they doing besides eating and running their mouth. Everytime i go into the registar office i see no work going on but ask them about the stidents personal life and who is sleeping with who and they can tell you that. These people act more like middle and high school students then college students and professional people. Its ashame that the only way you get things done in this school is if your apart of a greek orgamziation, or if you sit in a professor office everyday and basically kiss there ass. so many students here just want to come to school and get their work done and not have to worry about aything else. but they cant. i dont understand why things seem to always get worst but i know i have to deal with this.