18 Şubat 2010, Perşembe
saat: 08:41
Okay, this semester I'm taking just two (actually three, but one of them is independent study- that doesn't count) but somehow I just can't make myself seem to care about my classes. I can't make myself do any work and I'm acting like its senior year of high school all over again. Except senior year of high school my grades didn't matter, and the teachers totally knew it. But this time around I have no idea what I'm doing next year, my grades still matter (I'll probably be applying to grad school next year, since I've been pretty "lucky in receiving an unusual number" of rejection letters so far) and my professors are still assigning tons of work that will eventually lead up to midterms and exams.
It's only the forth week of classes and I already find myself procrastinating with watching bad sitcom reruns while looking at Facebook pictures from the past four years. My dad tells me the weeks will fly by quickly, but summer break could not be farther away in my mind..
Oh, I'm not even sure whether I want this to come to an end, or not. The only thing I want now seems to be going to cry into my pillow.
