thus another quarter begins. can't wait. right.

leaving an empty house to go back to a dorm is sort of depressing. why does everything seem to be a mess?

* * *
I'm so, I'm so tired, I'm so tired of trying
It seems to me that maybe
It pretty much always means no
So don't tell me you might just let it go
And oftentimes we're lazy
It seems to stand in my way
'Cause no one, no not no one
Likes to be let down