I spent over two hours yesterday talking with Brad about life and just catching up. It was extremely nice for someone that knows me so well yet doesn't see me everyday (or for months, sorry) and still be able to really get things off my chest. It's also funny the people from high school that we still communicate with and which ones we'd rather not associate with. Facebook has decided to bring up all these people on my "suggested friends" thing, and they are all from high school for some reason. The people I talked to once in a while or happen to know of from high school that I would only run into at the grocery store during the holidays. It's totally weird and I'd rather not have them pop up all the time, thanks. Anyway, Brad requested a very, VERY long post about him, but I'm not going to do that. It's MY BLOG. Haha! But he is a top-notch friend and I'm excited to see him (at some point) this month. As much as I get annoyed with him, he's a genuinely wonderful human being. Is that satisfactory? No, I'm not going to make you sound like a Greek god, so don't ask.
Anyway, I'm pretty sure I'm going to have a panic/anxiety attack or mental breakdown by Thursday afternoon. I hope I don't completely lose my shit. I am going to stay awake all night basically and have a real heart-to-heart with my adviser. I hope I don't cry, much. Effffff.
Oh well, it doesn't even matter because I get to go home this weekend and see my family and friends and eat real food and not think about any schoolwork and hang out in Atlanta with Leah and sleep in my big huge bed and snuggle with Baby and drive Lady and play video games with Jonny, Babs, and Nikol and take lots and lots and lots of pictures and enjoy every single moment because I'm sick and tired of school right now. I'm also starting to get annoyed by people who don't deserve it and it's because I need to get away for a moment on my own terms. This week, let's do it. I am beautiful, I am strong, I am powerful, and nothing is wrong.
Anyway, I'm pretty sure I'm going to have a panic/anxiety attack or mental breakdown by Thursday afternoon. I hope I don't completely lose my shit. I am going to stay awake all night basically and have a real heart-to-heart with my adviser. I hope I don't cry, much. Effffff.
Oh well, it doesn't even matter because I get to go home this weekend and see my family and friends and eat real food and not think about any schoolwork and hang out in Atlanta with Leah and sleep in my big huge bed and snuggle with Baby and drive Lady and play video games with Jonny, Babs, and Nikol and take lots and lots and lots of pictures and enjoy every single moment because I'm sick and tired of school right now. I'm also starting to get annoyed by people who don't deserve it and it's because I need to get away for a moment on my own terms. This week, let's do it. I am beautiful, I am strong, I am powerful, and nothing is wrong.
Now for some mixed music:
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