It's been a while.

I passed all of my classes.
I'm hoping to do a lot better next semester.
I now know I need to put a lot more work into my school.

I'm pretty addicted to college baseball now.
It's more than just hot guys in tight pants.
I even mostly understand the sport.
And I kind of love it. A lot.
Worth a two hour drive.
....to watch us lose.
Twice.
Yeah.


I still want the P(/SS/RF.)
A LOT. <3


I feel like I'm having a pre-midlife crisis.
I feel so emotional all the time anymore.
I hate it.
I feel so weak and stupid and useless.
I hate those feelings.
I hate feeling.


I'm quite certain nothing makes any sense anymore.
I certainly don't make much sense most of the time.
And more often than not, I understand next to nothing around me.
I need to get out of this crazy funk before everything goes to hell.


I'm so tired all the time.
I have no idea why.
I think I'm crazy.


Whatever.

Enough rambling.
I've wasted enough of your time with my nonsense already.

Goodnight.
xx