First semester of Sophomore Year

This… has been a TERRIBLE ride. First weeks were a dull and mistaken new start of the second quarter, I swear, I’ve been getting hormonal acne (which thank god is clearing up now) which was the worst thing ever. Pimple patches, cleaners, pills, they barely work but I guess they do the job in the long run. My assignments been heavy, the thought of taking a history class was so tolerable up to the point where I couldn’t even BARE to want to know more about European History, nor do I want to see the teacher. It’s dreading, and I have a project that needs to be due from my other class. 

I don’t get people who live like this, it’s kind of stupid to achieve so hard for a class that you just need to pass but it gives you a sense of longing of wanting to know your worth. My relationship has been complicated as well. It’s necessary to question myself a lot but i seem to always ask why I always go back to the same people. My crush reminds me of my other exes, even my other crushes too. It feels weird to seek for a relationship so fast when you’ve broken one just because you felt nothing was coming out of it. 

I’ve also told myself I’m Catholic. I’m not, but in a sense of style. Converting to Catholic instead of Christianity because it’s not trendy anymore that is. I even brought a rosary, hanging it up by my Leon Kennedy Shrine. It doesn’t matter people find it morally wrong, people never take western religion seriously anyway - thats why I love it so much, capitalize from it. 

I dated a Catholic guy once, it was fair and we had fun I wouldn’t want to get into so much detail about love. I’m signing out though, its just not my year.

Xoxo