it's finally here: the last day of the semester that i have to be here. the very. last. day.
i could sing if i weren't in the library surrounded by people who are similarly having nervous breakdowns over finals.
not that i'm having a nervous breakdown right now. i'll have another one around 6:30, half an hour before my exam. i'm quite over this day already. i want to go home and curl up under my blankets and have a stress-less sleep for the first time in what feels like weeks.
i'm sure it's only been like two days that i've been truly stressed, but i'll still feel better after i dot my final 'i' and cross my final 't', perhaps add a few accents on to some pointless 'es' and 'as' and the occasional 'i' and 'o' and 'u'.
spanish exam, here i come. i'm coming for BLOOD! just kidding. you'll probably kick my ass.

i'd be lying to myself if i'm blaming all of my stress on school. i'm more concerned about other things that i have no right being concerned about in the first place. like he isn't my concern. nor is he.
on the one hand, there is a sliver of me that can't let go. there's unfinished business and i keep missing opportunities to set it right or walk away from it completely. i'm leaving things in the balance again and heaven forbid i should actually get the balls up to say something one way or another. like, for real. 6 years is far too long for me to be waiting patiently. i'm letting life just slip by.
secondly, i know both of them will take their girls back, not that they should. well, in one case the girl shouldn't take the boy back. in the other case... he needs some time apart from her to gain some perspective. cheating is one thing when you're up front about it and have the decency to not lie to the person you've been dating for 3 years.
but they're both in the same boat: they'll both be together with their girls and it'll be end of story.

fuck the holidays put me in such a melancholy mood. i need to loosen UP! i need a coffee. like, STAT. i will walk to starbucks. maybe. actually probably not, i'm a lazy pos lately. hence the ever expanding deriere.

ugh. i guess i should get back to studying spanish.
hasta luego, muchachos!

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it's finally here: the last day of the semester that i have to be here. the very. last. day.
i could sing if i weren't in the library surrounded by people who are similarly having nervous breakdowns over finals.
not that i'm having a nervous breakdown right now. i'll have another one around 6:30, half an hour before my exam. i'm quite over this day already. i want to go home and curl up under my blankets and have a stress-less sleep for the first time in what feels like weeks.
i'm sure it's only been like two days that i've been truly stressed, but i'll still feel better after i dot my final 'i' and cross my final 't', perhaps add a few accents on to some pointless 'es' and 'as' and the occasional 'i' and 'o' and 'u'.
spanish exam, here i come. i'm coming for BLOOD! just kidding. you'll probably kick my ass.

i'd be lying to myself if i'm blaming all of my stress on school. i'm more concerned about other things that i have no right being concerned about in the first place. like he isn't my concern. nor is he.
on the one hand, there is a sliver of me that can't let go. there's unfinished business and i keep missing opportunities to set it right or walk away from it completely. i'm leaving things in the balance again and heaven forbid i should actually get the balls up to say something one way or another. like, for real. 6 years is far too long for me to be waiting patiently. i'm letting life just slip by.
secondly, i know both of them will take their girls back, not that they should. well, in one case the girl shouldn't take the boy back. in the other case... he needs some time apart from her to gain some perspective. cheating is one thing when you're up front about it and have the decency to not lie to the person you've been dating for 3 years.
but they're both in the same boat: they'll both be together with their girls and it'll be end of story.

fuck the holidays put me in such a melancholy mood. i need to loosen UP! i need a coffee. like, STAT. i will walk to starbucks. maybe. actually probably not, i'm a lazy pos lately. hence the ever expanding deriere.

ugh. i guess i should get back to studying spanish.
hasta luego, muchachos!