I think I’m just gonna relax as best I can and go to bed and realize that I’m not going to get a ton done over break and that its fine and that I’ll pull a few late nights to get it done and it may be a few late nights or some bad grades but that I’ll live.
Legitimately one of the best things about being home is how beautiful the stars are here. I never get tired if it.
and I honestly don’t know what to do.
That’s necessarily a good thing.
really. really sucks.
I mean there’s no way around it if I’m honest with myself and it just…. I wish I wasn’t disappointed. Because I knew better and I tempered my expectations but somehow I still hoped and…. it sucks.
congratulate me :’)
I shout from the rooftops as this is literally my fifth time posting some variation on this theme of how completely and utterly fucked I am.
…literally the death of me.
I’d like a situation where I don’t have to go out, drink, or socialize but I will somehow miraculously have someone to make out with for a homework break.