lawl

last party of the year was terrible. looks like the first year of college is gonna go out with a fizzle rather than a bang. standing between me and home is a paper and three finals. really can't wait to get out of here. just wanna get home, get my wisdom teeth pulled and relax for three months. after so long away from home, really makes ya realize what something like home is. home is just feeling completely okay with where you are, one hundred percent. this isn't a home away from home, this place has nothing like home about it, all this bullshit and hardly anything genuine. one more week and i'm outta here.

I've these dreams of
Walking home
Home where it used to be
And everything is
As it was
Frozen in front of me

Here I stand
6 feet small
romanticizing years ago.

- John Mayer

edit: now that i'm sober, i can see how pointless that survery was. here's to another week with nothing to look forward to except the weekend.