simple things make me happy, i love my life and the people in it. i'm in the process of figuring out who i am, and therefore, what should be written here. in the meantime, here're my thoughts.
and there’s no stopping us right now
failing to process that my freshman year is over
we’ve moved in with the neighbors until we get the house ready enough to be livable. it’s exciting but I’m really homesick at the same time. I learned to use an excavator yesterday. my grades are so disappointing this semester. A-, A-, B+ and B-, all preventable. I’m not sure when I’ll learn that just because you set a goal doesn’t mean you’ll get it, it’s the hard work that has to continue every single day from the beginning. I really pushed it in both psyc classes and got a 97 on my second paper and a 93 on my test, but those were both too little too late. And I had an A in Chem all semester until she had to go and make an impossible final. no excuses though. and bio I just shit the bed again, 99 in lab and a 73 weighted test average. I could do so much better. I hope next semester I can motivate myself so I’m not disappointed, again.
