it got worse

903 i think monday i think

it got so much worse.

i ate a tremendous amount of food, deleted my fast-tracking app and ended up baking some amalgamation of a cookie and a brownie that, according to my father, tasted good. 

then i got an idea for a new something, a typical college au that i have no idea of how to develop because i do not know how american universities work, so i’m currently breaking my back in the heat trying to make sense of some coursework needed to make it believable. i haven’t found anything. 

but at least i can indulge into something else while i lose my mind during my remaining summer. i never thought i would say this but i miss college, and i’m aching to go back into my classes and see people i hate just so i can distract myself with something.