By this time of the year, the classes have gotten harder, the books heavier and the work drearier. It’s no fault of our own, just just the wear of time: By the end of the year, the teeth-clenching grind of the day-to-day, the nine-to-five and the back-and-forth is made that much more frustrating.

What a perfect time for Sun God.

The zealously outlandish personality that saturates this school’s annual flagship concert – now in its 25th outing – gives Joe UCSD an overdue reason to wild out in an atmosphere that doesn’t advocate doing so.

That’s perhaps the most maddening thing about campus administrators: their uncanny ability to strangle, restrict and practically snuff out any scrap of student ownership over their own lives. Want Sun God beer gardens? Not safe enough. Want to keep your athletics department as is? Pay for it. Tell us to be hands-off with Student-Run Television? Well, no.

And while none of these examples were as situationally absolute as presented – each has its own complicated layers of political skin – they all highlight an important fact: Sun God is the students’ time. Gone is the cloudiness of policy, government and adulthood. There’s only the simplicity of a concert planned, financed and populated by students.

It’s time to ditch the classes, books and work and re-own your environment. Because whether its ladies or liquor, guys or Grey Goose, T.I. or Third Eye Blind, everything will be out there on Friday. So go claim your part of Sun God.

Please, drink responsibly.