"say, for instance, you’re born without a circulatory system. then…you can’t…live."
— my human development professor describing the consequences of a serious genetic mutation
I’M GOING TO BARNARD! EAT A DICK, GEORGIA TECH!
i had the idea that taking summer classes would keep me mentally and emotionally stimulated, but i mostly feel like burying my head in a plot of sand for the remainder of the summer. the very real possibility of transferring to a school with totally different graduation requirements doesn’t help, either.
by august i will have taken 12 hours’ worth of psych courses. i’d better watch out before i turn into an actual psychology major
i’ve become pretty skilled at hiding how much of a phobic, lazy, inconsiderate, incompetent slob i am.
sometimes i consider switching my major back to biology just because i hate writing essays so fucking much. i’d write a lengthy lab report over an essay any day of the week.
wheeee, i have no idea where i’m going to school next semester!!!!
i have to drug myself in order to sleep and drug myself in order to stay awake. help me.
