I'm incredibly bored. This is my last day in this class and it is still SO BORING. I was literally playing Pokemon on my 3DS until it died like a minute ago. The only reason I'm writing this blog because my primary way of procrastination has died.
Wow.
I'm almost done with this semester and I have put so little effort into literally everything. It's so sad. It's also sad that I am actually doing okay in like all of my classes. My lowest grade is a B. College is such a waste of time.
I am so ready to be done with this whole college nonsense, people. Do I have plans after college? No. Do I care about that right now? I absolutely do not. Will I probably care about that in six months when I graduate? Most likely, yes, Yes I will.
But right now. Whatevs. What. Evs.
Other people annoy me. I'm in class right now and I'm just sitting here. Hating everyone. Look at them...paying attention and taking notes. Psh. Casuals. Playing life on easy difficulty I see, with your notes and your fancy shoes.
Some of us like to do things the hard way, thank you very much. Some of us like to make things needlessly complicated. This isn't going well. I should give this metaphor up. This is not the hill I want to die on.
Nothing is making sense right now.
It might have to do with the, like, five hours of sleep that I got last night. I have a new game. I was busy playing it. It was Important.
But, no. Five hours of sleep. it's a thing that's happening. It's a think that's been happening every night for the last like two weeks since the game came out. Also, since I turned 11 and discovered the wonder of wasting time in the internet.
I am not good at this whole "human" thing.
I either sleep way too much or too little.
I never do my homework or think about my future plans.
And today for breakfast, I had a candy cane and a juicebox.
Uuuuuuurrrrgggggghhhhhh,
I guess we should just be glad that I had breakfast, honestly.
But, yeah. This is not news. We all know I make bad life choices. That is an accepted fact. Me and my bad choices, getting here five minutes late with starbucks. But the starbucks is actually apple juice and a candy cane because that is apparently how I roll.
Thanksgiving happened. Thanksgiving was good. I cooked stir fry in a wok because apparently I can cook anything so long as it is tangentially related to stir fry.
Ah, my job. Six more months at my job and I never have to be grudgingly polite to a member of a Ball State sports team ever again.
Anyway.
This blog isn't making much sense or addressing anything of importance. If anything, it was kind of legitimately depressing, due to my lack of direction and healthy life choices.
Mkay. Class is over. I'm going to go find food, despite the fact that I left my wallet at home.
This is going to be an adventure.
