y'know how it goes when your alarm goes off early in the morning and your sneaky, subconscious, conniving mind runs through each and every possible option (ie, skipping class, skipping shower, etc.) to keep you in bed just a bit longer?
this morning i could not think of even one reason.
so, i got up. at 4:51 a.m.
and i'm headed home.

i get restless
and there's my to-do list
but i ignore that
and grab the scissors
and chop my hair

that's a monday night.

i just hope i'm never predictable and i never want to be 'that way.'

i feel like i've been living my whole life with eyes closed.

i hope they open up soon

i already have anxiety about going back there. in two weeks.
there are the good things, yes. but mostly
dark
restricted
contained

the apathy of this generation astounds me.

"you're sitting there blogging about it - go do something"

alas, the life of a college student who IS studying and preparing to do something. soon.

retail therapy

today was the kind of day where you wake up 24 minutes late for your chemistry final so you're sure your life is over but you rush there anyway and by God's miracle not that many people stare at you when you run in with bed-hair and for some reason your professor let's you take it still AND gives you extra time and then to cope with your life you go to the store and the shirt you wanted but would never pay full price for is now in the clearance for 5 dollars AND it's your size so the world is right again.