๐ป๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“๐‘œ ๐’ป๐“‡๐‘’๐“ƒ๐“ˆ, I have spent almost three hours studying and yet I get this strong feeling that Iโ€™ve retained nothing. My brain is no longer the sponge it once used to beโ€ฆ tragic.

Day 27: ๐˜Š๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜บ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ

amor, art, and beautiful image

Living on my own. Thatโ€™s it. Nah Iโ€™m playing, but Iโ€™m also being dead serious. I mean there are definite times where I get stressed thinking about all the responsibilities I have now (you know, that 2 am existential dread), but Iโ€™m honestly having a great time pretending to be an adult (sometimes). Iโ€™m making more plans with my friends and experiencing things I never really had the chance to before. Just the other day I went to a beautiful (and awfully expensive) Japanese restaurant for the first time with my best friend. Let me say, wasabi seriously hurts. On God, my head started to burn as I fought back the tears that welled up in my eyes. Anywayโ€ฆ Iโ€™m having a grand old time. Not only have I been exploring the big city with my new found freedom, Iโ€™ve also been discovering new things about myself. Like any amount of wasabi will literally put me out of commission. Living on my own is turning out to be pretty awesome right now. I hope I can keep it that way.

๐ฟ๐’ถ๐“‰๐‘’๐“‡ ๐“ƒ๐‘’๐“‡๐’น๐“ˆ, ๐ต๐‘œ

-ห‹หโœ„โ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆโ”ˆ

๐˜–๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜—๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ต:

๐˜”๐˜บ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด: