Life as a Basic White Girl

Rule #3

(LOOKIN LIKE ASS).

I HAD. A quiz today. I had a quiz today, and I studied all last night for it. Preparing and reading and all that fluffy shit you gotta do while distracted by your phone. Went to bed early to get a good night's sleep.

I FUCKIN SLEPT THROUGH IT.

College is just great because you can wake up and smile and realize "hey at least I'm not in high school anymore". 

WELL that smile lasts about .4 seconds before you realize you're drowning in a pool of crippling debt and spending your days begging your teacher for extra credit, like the peasant you are. 

It's like that Katy Perry song from 2012 that everyone was obsessed with. Yeah. You know. The one. 

Firework. 

And that one line "Do you ever feel, like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind..." 

YES KATY ALL THE TIME. I HAVE NEVER RELATED SO HARD TO BEING A DECORATIVE PIECE OF TRASH. Flying CARELESSLY through the wind becAUSE ALL MY PAST AND PRESENT GROUP PROJECT MEMBERS HAVE THROWN ME OUT AGAIN.

Oh, college.