Runny Mouth

I have not once studied for the CSET. I GET DISTRACTED!!

And I also downloaded Dante’s Infero so ima read all summer!

What the fuck am I doing lmfaoooooooo

My mood walking into my final at 4pm

So it’s 5am and I’m sitting in a Starbucks doing final’s work with my roommate. Tell me why I see an elderly woman in line and I get emotional? Like wow, my own parents won’t ever get to see me get really old and I know they would love to, but I get the privilege of seeing them get old and it’s so sad and beautiful all at once? I’m really alive and there’s no way to stop time and I want to cry but I can’t because I’m at a fucking Starbucks. Pandora’s box really had to open up because now I can’t stop thinking about my parents getting old and dying and I don’t know how to live life without them. Do they know how to live life without me? Sippin’ on this caramel macchiato and holding back these existential tears. 

Day 2 of final’s week and I’m still sitting here as if I don’t have four entire essays due this week. The thing that freaks me out is how supportive my boyfriend’s family is of me and my educational career. They cheer me on and say they believe in me, but damn, I don’t know what I’m doing half the time. What if they catch on???? Oh bitch.

I just read Adrienne Rich’s Notes Toward a Politics of Location while at a Starbucks with my roommate. I’m sleepy, tired, caffeine-d, but enlightened. Thanks, Rich.