Y'all.
I forgot about Wattpad altogether as an app since July 2018. I started college last year in the fall and everything went left.
At this point, in my last semester as a freshman, they can have that damn piece of paper. Cap but you get what I'm saying.
I'm ready to graduate.
Like bruh, adulting is already hard then here come college with a strong ass right hook! A uppercut to your dating life. A good, hood stumping on yo social life. Might as well smother your mental health at that point.
You will get to party, though. I guess that's a sub.
We finished with midterms a couple weeks ago. I need some anxiety-calming, stress relieving tips—other than drugs. And that's a last resort.
Then I go to a PWI so I feel the need to do better than my white classmates AND black peers. The overwhelming atmosphere of white people. Uncomfortable presence of bourgeois (boujee), simple minded black folk. Then goes the conversation, or I'd rather say argument, with HBCU students and they're dumb ass assumptions/statements.
College ain't all bad. It's like the greatest, most horrible time of your life, especially when you find a good little group of friends. They make everything worth it.
Make memories, fuck them papers (until the night before). Do what you like with no regrets—unless it's really bad. Gotta be the bigger person.
