i can't remember when it turned from post-its needing to be perfectly aligned against page to a failure and a rejection just being average in my day and yet i am not unhappy with who i am despite who i thought i'd be, because in the end i feel as though i am working to who i want to be in a different way than i'd envisioned, and maybe it's okay that everything isn't done to a t because whoever said that you need to 100% everything forgot that you're supposed to do that for the things that truly matter to you to avoid burn out, to avoid hating a part of you that never had their heart in it, and i learned that for me, a grade in red did not matter. other than that, my lack of proper grammar and sentence structure does matter to me, and this wall of text will be heavily scrutinised later for either mickery, batcrap fuel, colossal cringe or will simply be scrolled away as another ramble of mine that happened to be documented and posted onto the internet forever and ever. no worries at all.
good night, and in case i don't see you, good morning, good afternoon, and good evening.
