Yeesh

Back when there was only one TV station in Trini, before cable and its pervasiveness, we called it August vacation. Not summer. August vacation.

The end of it was defined by that harrowing last-minute trip to the bookstore, book list in hand. I used to have so much fun shopping for supplies and a new book bag that would inevitably weigh me down from the first day of the new term.

I miss those days when someone else bought my text books.

I went online today to see what texts I had to get for grad school. Let's just say they're a tad bit pricier than primary and secondary school and undergrad. And even in undergrad I had a book stipend that never ran out.

Yeesh.