scholar of the mind

OH maybe i'm feeling this way because there is a change in my schedule since summer break is upon me. yes that's probably it. classic. i forget i don't like change at all every single time. hm. okay. well case closed.

one time when i was a young(er) adult i very earnestly sat down and wrote my future wife a letter (which i think ended in a vague joke about um. 'using the thought of her to keep me warm at night' which was sort of meant as a sexual innuendo and which i feel (both now and then) is perhaps somewhat in poor taste?) and then i looked up if anyone else has ever had this bright idea and it turns out the answer is yes! american christian teenage girls also dutifully sit down and earnestly write letters for their future husbands and when i discovered this i felt a bit lame for doing something so christian-nuptial-industrial-complex. well whatever i guess. i still have the letter at any rate.

i'm getting brainwashed by vile romance propaganda (lesbian vlogger couple telling their 'how we got engaged' story) to go on a dating app and meet my future wife #help.

i keep encountering plumb trees. city planners really have been secretly planting fruiting trees all over the city and i didn't even know? so awesome. also sidenote, i'm kind of worried that i misidentified the sex of like 2/3 females so now like.. well maybe i only have 1 female?? which is fucked up that's not a good ratio. UGH. i'll wait till everyone grows up i guess.

and i still have to find my second internship too. UGH. okay its fine i guess. i'll have to take a trip to the hospital i guess. whatever. scary.

god i forgot about the fake interview exam tmrw oh my god. not down at all.