"That would be such a dick move. It'd be like a 10.0 on the Dick-ter scale!"
I feel like every time I post on here, it's never anything good. But, I suppose that is the tone of the semester, especially considering that it is about midterm time here. And with all of my work and the fact that everyone here is going completely insane. I don't want to get into details here, but the gist of it is that I spent a vast majority of the past two weeks about 2 or 3 steps away from a complete mental breakdown.
So junior year is a blast.
BUT I AM ALIVE! I SHALL PREVAIL!
I am never sure what to put here. So here is a song by some hipsters that graduated from here not too long ago. They are super chill.
I love and miss all of you. I cannot wait until we are together again for Hobbits and Gatsby.
You know, I never listened to music like this. Nothing even remotely folksy (because that is what it is to me, correct labels be damned. And if that is the correct label, well, whatever).
Until you people.
What have you done to me.
(I love you for it though).
And man, tell me about it. Senior year so far is proving more stressful than I ever thought it would be. I'm supposed to be DONE. What is this shit? One of my classes (on the aforementioned Awful Wednesday) is so stressful I dread driving to it. I seriously think it is crushing my soul every time I go.
But it taught me an important lesson, at least: For the love of your sanity and all that is good, do NOT go into a field just because you think it'll make you money. I know most of us have already heard something like this before, but my goodness does it ring truer when you've had to suffer through something you really, thoroughly do not like because you did *not* have a choice in the matter. So why the hell would you CHOOSE to suffer? That's crazy talk. Do something that makes you happy. No amount of money is worth feeling miserable. Every. Single. Day.
That was a bit more in-depth than I meant to go. What I meant to say was, hang in there! This semester will be over before you know it, and when we're all together again there will be hugs and hobbits and classy 1920s motherfuckers and all will be right with the world.
What... Rachel can't possibly have a mental breakdown... she is too powerful!
I'm sorry your junior year is being mean to you so far. Is it your schedule? How many credits are you taking?
This song is so neat. It's cool that they graduated from CM!
And I am so pumped for hobbits, though I may be a little late. I will not be home until the new year during Christmas break! But at least we can have a lovely, alcoholic basement party, and sober up with more champagne.
Missy, the folksy bands are weidling their way into the heart(s?) of your ears. Just let it happen. It'll all be over soon.
I'm so sorry about your junior year being a dickwad. I would like to beat it up, only I'm not sure how to do that. So instead, I'm gonna tell you let us know if there's anything we can do. I am sending hugs across the Atlantic. I love and miss you too. <3
Also. HOBBITS. FUCK YES. CAPES AND LOTS OF MOVIE SNACKS (because Second Breakfast) AND THEN 1920s. HOBBITS IN THE 1920s. Wait no.
As a Note: Oh my god Amy I hate you. That last line of your comment made me cry. I am sitting in my freezing flat (because this is London and we don't need heat in our rooms yet - man up) crying. Hahaha over-emotional? Me? Nooooo. (I don't hate you, I love you to pieces.) We can do Hobbits again for you. Capes and all.
I am honored. Hopefully, it will be my second time seeing it as well, because I get soooo excited when I see the trailers. Like I am shaking oh man I love Tolkien.
You know, I never listened to music like this. Nothing even remotely folksy (because that is what it is to me, correct labels be damned. And if that is the correct label, well, whatever).
ReplyDeleteUntil you people.
What have you done to me.
(I love you for it though).
And man, tell me about it. Senior year so far is proving more stressful than I ever thought it would be. I'm supposed to be DONE. What is this shit? One of my classes (on the aforementioned Awful Wednesday) is so stressful I dread driving to it. I seriously think it is crushing my soul every time I go.
But it taught me an important lesson, at least: For the love of your sanity and all that is good, do NOT go into a field just because you think it'll make you money. I know most of us have already heard something like this before, but my goodness does it ring truer when you've had to suffer through something you really, thoroughly do not like because you did *not* have a choice in the matter. So why the hell would you CHOOSE to suffer? That's crazy talk. Do something that makes you happy. No amount of money is worth feeling miserable. Every. Single. Day.
That was a bit more in-depth than I meant to go. What I meant to say was, hang in there! This semester will be over before you know it, and when we're all together again there will be hugs and hobbits and classy 1920s motherfuckers and all will be right with the world.
What... Rachel can't possibly have a mental breakdown... she is too powerful!
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry your junior year is being mean to you so far. Is it your schedule? How many credits are you taking?
This song is so neat. It's cool that they graduated from CM!
And I am so pumped for hobbits, though I may be a little late. I will not be home until the new year during Christmas break! But at least we can have a lovely, alcoholic basement party, and sober up with more champagne.
Oohhhh man this song. ME GUSTA. J'AIME. ETC.
ReplyDeleteMissy, the folksy bands are weidling their way into the heart(s?) of your ears. Just let it happen. It'll all be over soon.
I'm so sorry about your junior year being a dickwad. I would like to beat it up, only I'm not sure how to do that. So instead, I'm gonna tell you let us know if there's anything we can do. I am sending hugs across the Atlantic. I love and miss you too. <3
Also. HOBBITS. FUCK YES. CAPES AND LOTS OF MOVIE SNACKS (because Second Breakfast) AND THEN 1920s. HOBBITS IN THE 1920s. Wait no.
As a Note: Oh my god Amy I hate you. That last line of your comment made me cry. I am sitting in my freezing flat (because this is London and we don't need heat in our rooms yet - man up) crying. Hahaha over-emotional? Me? Nooooo. (I don't hate you, I love you to pieces.) We can do Hobbits again for you. Capes and all.
I am honored. Hopefully, it will be my second time seeing it as well, because I get soooo excited when I see the trailers. Like I am shaking oh man I love Tolkien.
ReplyDelete