is making me really depressed about having zero friends in philly.
background paper finished and my volunteer experience has turned into a (well) paid job for next semester….ahhhhh life is starting to look up.
Yoga vs. Grant Writing
every now and then i think of all the condescending and insulting things you have said to me. i still cannot decide if it makes me want to laugh, puke, or punch you in the face.
this continuous credit overload would be working out swimmingly if it werent for the massive grant proposal hanging over my head….
in my life has seemed so absolutely, completely, and perfectly definitive.