i will be brief.
i hate stats.
i'm hungry and have no food, because i forgot to shop for food.
good weekend.
road trip, calgary, momma/fam etc, peters, beers, parties, cowboy mens, giant popcorn bags, pickles, drunk times, volleyball win (ish), harry potter.
good times, good friends.
clinical is meh.
i mean good, but the meh part comes from the fact that my tutor makes us feel literally so stupid and incompetent.
i get to go home each night and basically be like "wtf am i doing here, clearly i know nothing"
even though when i need to know stuff, i know what to do (i don't really sit there and think about it, i just have ended up doing the right things so far).
confusing?
yes.
i need a little more encouragement.
these next few months will be strange.
and literally just this second i realized how much stuff has happened in the past year.
definitely in a different place.
ps i burned my arm by accident while ironing today :(:(:(:(
who the fuck irons anyways?
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