Do you see what I did thar?

Oh, life. Why must you be so confusing.

I love Scripps. I love the people here, I love the bonds I've made, I love the weather, I love the professors, I love the classes I'm taking next year, I love my boy, I love my friends.

Why am I sick of everything else?

In exactly one hour and thirty odd minutes, my drama final will be complete. After that, I have to do the drama final AGAIN on Wednesday. I'm so done with that class. I'll miss the people in it, and, goddammit, I'll even miss my professor, it's just the walk. That's it. I don't see purpose in walking ALL THE WAY down to Seaver anymore. It seems like a waste of my energy and time. I've borrowed bikes and scooters to make the commute faster (oh, CORE, how you eff with my conceptions of space-time), but I just want to sit here, in the GJ-Dub kitchen, and keep blogging.

Maybe it's hot outside. Maybe it's my PMS. I don't even know. I want everything to be done. Finished. Finito. I just want to curl up in my bed and watch youtube videos all day long. I want to see Elisa again, dammit. I want to see the rest of my high school friends. Rar. Just, rar.

Angst angst angst. My brain on burrito. There you go.