just so you know.

lets see…um class, then work, then sleep. then it starts all over again. this is my cycle.

the bell jar has yet to be read.

oh the dramatics.

its funny how things can still be the same and you can still be the same once you’ve left home. when you leave, the same stuff happens whether you are there or not. while thats a difficult thing to come to grips with during frosh year, you learn to embrace it. and when you get a little bit older, you’re just glad that you get to visit every once and while.