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~ 05 / 10 / 2025 ~
saturday, may 10︎
♪ listening to :: the last something that meant anything - mayday parade
This is my first diary entry here. These will probably just be short little excerpts of my day or week — stuff that's either too personal or not notable enough to be put on my tumblr or bulbablog.
I wish I had something better to start things off with, but actually I'm really not in a great mood. I have my final English paper due on Monday, and while it's not going to be difficult, I just can't will myself to get started on it at all. The whole reason I'm here is because I started working on my site instead of my damn essay...
I was thinking recently that I should cut my hair again, even though I really want it much longer. Then the other day, I ran into someone at college whom I only vaguely knew from last semester, who said to me "ah, your hair grew out! Makes you look like a total badass, though". Not gonna cut my hair anymore.
Seasonal depression sucks. I always forget how bad it can get until it comes to hit me over the head again. I just need to get through the next two weeks so I can at least be free of school.
