I’m not gonna lie, last night I was kind of a wreck. I could mince words and say I kept trying to remind myself that everything will work out (which I did, for about 30 seconds) but I ended up eating some mint chocolate cups and granola and crying instead.
C’est la vie. Sometimes all a (hormonal) girl needs is delicious granola and a good cry.
But I digress. This post is short because, well, I decided that soothing myself was more important than studying for my exam last night. So I’m currently employing some good old fashioned cramming.
I’ll be back! (and yes, I am totally channeling Ahnold right now)