I am actually looking very … backward at starting school. (Just four more months, just four more months.) I already miss my recently-found freedom. I don’t think I’ll be going back to school after this year. How incredibly disappointing it has been.
At least there are still a few nice things in life to keep me sane.
Just wondering how my purse got blood all over the one side. Note to self: Do not put purse on floor of parking garage from this day forward.