WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE WHINE
I just realized this morning that I don't even have enough money to graduate this year. Not even close.
Between the fact that last semester completely killed any joy that I still took from University through frustrating first year Psych, unbelievably stupid and disrespectful students in Historiography and one flat out instance of a Prof calling my house in a fit of literal verbal abuse I have no idea why I'm even bothering anymore.
I think this is a valid fml moment.
Drinking at 8AM. It's more likely than you think.
Between the fact that last semester completely killed any joy that I still took from University through frustrating first year Psych, unbelievably stupid and disrespectful students in Historiography and one flat out instance of a Prof calling my house in a fit of literal verbal abuse I have no idea why I'm even bothering anymore.
I think this is a valid fml moment.
Drinking at 8AM. It's more likely than you think.