i'm pretty bummed out and overloaded with work. death march. only one more month and i'm home free.

i'm really busy and everyone's really busy. i just want a hug or a call from my boy. hanging out with my mom and helping her pick out yarn today was nice. hope comes home on friday and i'm stoked to sit on the couch writing papers all weekend and watching movies with her.

i'm just like... 85% burnt out and working my way up to a full 100. i am ready for my undergrad to be done with. i am ready to be finished spending literally weeks writing a paper to have it returned and feel disappointed no matter the mark. i just don't have any ideas anymore and i'm tired of regurgitating someone else's. i want to be reading the books i want to read, and writing, creatively, not academically. i want to be in a new setting and have people i like around me, not the majority of these people here i absolutely despise. and i realize i'll probably dislike people wherever i go, but there are some pretty great people where i want to be headed.