Summer's over...

Welp.

Back at it tomorrow.

The second semester full of prerequisite BS with specific grade requirements starts in the morning, 10:00 sharp.

I really haven't had the *best* summer. I worked a lot, and I was grumpy a lot. I vowed that I would never work 5 days at the spa again, even if it meant that I had to get a second job doing whatever for extra money. Basically, my entire summer was spent wishing for the next day off... and when that came, it went quickly because I was busy accomplishing things. I guess that's what most adults do, though.

So at the beginning of the month, I realized I had 18 days left of freedom and decided it was best if I just live willy nilly until school started. Because of that, the house hasn't been deep cleaned, laundry is kinda stacked everywhere, and my to-do list is painfully long. But I don't care. I needed that time.

I was really fine til I was getting my school things together today. I got some new supplies and figured it was a good time to organize my books. I took one look at my physics book, and I was instantly nauseated. I'm still sick. I'm TERRIFIED of that class... and when you add the 2 others I have, I'm basically green-gilled. I haven't felt well all night.

I don't have a ton of support surrounding me-- my mom might mean well, but what she says comes out in a very "I have minimal faith in you" way. The boyf doesn't know what to say, mainly because he's never been there. "You'll be fine" is what I get, but he doesn't know that. It's just to shut me up. And my best friend, who I would normally vent to, is in basic training and completely unattainable. So yeah... just me and my thoughts here.

But all I can do is try! Anatomy and lab followed by physics tomorrow, then intermediate algebra the next day. Repeat Wednesday. Here goes nothing.