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)
White Coats and Monograms 
I just read your last post. I know how you feel. We’re all allowed some times in our lives just to live in our frustration. You may not know WHERE you’ll be or where HE’LL be…but there’s always light at the end of the tunnel. I’m sure it’ll shine bright for you! (Because you ARE that awesome!)
Thanks! You are so right. I think I’ve learned that I need to just let myself feel the frustration…but at the same time, know that it will all work out