I am genuinely I can not express how mentally discombobulated I am. Math and psychology are not currently playing in my favor. If today was not the last I would be able to attend the classes before spring break, I would have skipped them both. The later is such a waste because I do not learn anything in the hour I have to sit there. The professor talks for too much and too quickly for me to be able to keep up.
I am now to the point of wanting to cry and use fowl language to express my want, my need, to go home. I would much rather be in my bed with my precious, cat, Tucker. I keep reminding myself that eventually I will get to go home to him. This is the only thought that has kept me holding on to my sanity today.
If my boy friend were to read this he would tell me how "dramatic" I am; he does this often.
I am so very sorry that you have to read this blog, for it is only trash from a flustered mind. I will try my best to make my next blog as un-generic as possible.
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