Sigh, nothing is ever easy. I’m wondering what I want and I just feel like I’ve been so rushed and immature about everything. I have to write 2 four page papers and print them out and turn them in by 5 today, and I just started on them (of course). I just feel like I don’t even know what it’s like to have free time, the closest I ever came was over the summer but the summer just wasn’t long enough. Maybe I should try to do something simple and be happy for once instead of just rushing into things and finding myself unhappy as I constantly struggle to survive in some new, far away place all alone.
