God, it's Wednesday again. Most people complain about Monday. I complain about Wednesday. But why complain? For once, I have all my work done for the day, but I need time to talk to all of my professors about papers that are due next week and the week after. You know, I hate procrastinating. It always gets the work done but never is worth more than a B. This time I pledge to start these damn papers this week and hopefully get them done. I have to be more on top of it this quarter because I fucked up last quarter. Next quarter will be a breeze, so I'm pledging to work my ass off to do better.
I have decided: I hate relationships. No, don't analyze me and say it's because of Mitch, because as far as I'm concerned, our relationship has been a little different. Odd, even. I look around at people who are in relationships (cough like the ones who came back from abroad.hentaioverfiend knows about this). Maybe the resolution that Mitch and I have is a good idea, because I anticipate less fighting. But maybe while I'm here without him I should just hang on my own and not try to hook up with anyone. Single isn't a bad state of mind. I sort of felt like I was during the year, anyway.