I didn’t realize what I was doing until it was irrelevant. Calling me out on a personality flaw that I do subconsciously is only going to make me feel worse if you tell me once it’s too late and I can no longer fix the problem.
San Diego! ^____^
to explore the Colorado River in September as a form of orientation :)))
I am too excited right now. I’m not too accustomed to the feeling of being so excited for a new school.
So I get to meet fellow incoming students while kayaking or sitting in hot springs or scuba diving in exotic locations? Sounds casual…
I am loving this school already.
It’s really bad. Since having a job, I’ve only used my paycheck to by things I couldn’t have before (which isn’t necessarily a good thing considering my lack of money was in some ways an excuse to keep myself from buying that ridiculously expensive handbag, that unacceptably pricey sheath one might call a dress, etc). Working at Nordstrom has dulled my sensitivity to pricing and just transformed me further to become the impulsive buyer that I’ve been attempting to subdue all these years.
My lack of money was the perfect combat to such bad habits…..until now.
Turns out it takes a lot of energy to cry. And subsequently even more energy to recover and sing your lungs out like there is no tomorrow.
Those country concerts get me every time; I have yet to experience one without something of very minimal concern blowing out of proportion and sending my emotional stability sky-rocketing into oblivion.
But wow, Tim McGraw you are amazing <3
You know that feeling you get when you take an extremely long nap to catch up on sleep, only to wake up and realize it made you groggy and more tired? How disappointingly counterproductive, right? I don’t know what it is with me, but I’ve been feeling so worked up and the second I look at my agenda I realize that my work load is not at all difficult to handle. I just fel overwhelmed for no reason.
Maybe I’ve come to naturally feel worried after those consistent weeks of exams and cramming.
I’m so uncomfortably unmotivated. I have no will to do well this last quarter and have barely any drive to get things done. Can summer please come sooner…
sleeping in an oversized hoodie seems like a good idea until its 2am and it feels like you’re taking a bath with satan
more celebrities should donate blood like could you imagine having the blood of meryl streep running through your veins
Hyperventilating. Kind of. Not really. But still.
…it’ll pass eventually*.
*’Eventually’—like in at least 6 or more months from now..