Thursday, May 31st, 2018
Approximately 152 days to go
Waking up today was like every other normal day well sort of. Today I had my Italian potluck. It was fun. I had my typical math review. my final is only a week away. I'm anxious. I don't even feel the slightest bit prepared. I guess I'm already ready for this stupid class to be over with. I tried so hard and yet here I am. Mentally preparing myself to see that f at the bottom of my transcripts. I don't even feel the least bit ready in fact I feel so unready that I think I'm going insane. I mean who even needs to know what the hell the square root of a circle is, you know? like honestly it's stupid. I feel so stressed trying to figure out how to memorize everything I need for Italian and for math. I'm so happy that my finals arent on the same day because then I'm sure id lose my shit faster than you can shoot. I miss you more than words could possibly even begin to explain. I have established that I cant sleep without being in one of your t-shirts or being under your blanket. I cried today because they still smell so much like you and I wish you were here to tell me everything was going to be okay and that you would rub my back while I cried. I miss everything about you and it's crazy that now that you're gone I remember all the little things. even the smallest things that you wouldn't even think about. anyways ill talk soon I'm going to try and focus on this right now.
Days gone: 16
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