inside the mind of a type b (or C)
hi! i’m annie, and i overshare. a lot. so here’s what i’m thinking about instead of doing my homework.
okay– i want everyone to stop right here, close their eyes for a sec and think of the BEST national holiday; is it Christmas? the fourth? do we wanna get niche and go president’s day? or maybe you’re just weird and it’s Fat Tuesday. whatever your answer is, i actually regret to inform you that…
we’re now officially onto our eighth week of college (i think) and i’ve gotten through one midterm, 7 tournaments, like 5 classes i slept through, two injuries, and one absolutely gut-wrenching, stomach-sickening breakup. what a time! i’m kidding. kinda. the funniest thing about being in your freshman year after breaking up with your long-distance boyfriend…
so i’m in college. that’s cool. my friends and family keep bombarding me with texts asking how i am and how things are going. do they go unanswered (or at least very minimally responded to)? well, of course. there’s simply too much happening for me to even begin to fit into a little blue box.…
