This is what I wish I could be doing all day:



I have the most comfortable sheets on the planet, even though they smell funny after I spilled shawarma on them last night. Normally I don't eat on my bed for this very reason, but I've started treating my bed like a couch instead of as solely a sleeping place....and this is what I get for it. Spicy sheets.

So I'd like to sleep all day underneath my Liverpool FC duvet, but unfortunately life has other plans. I have to do history reading, then write a 7 page paper based on the reading (fuck, I really should have started a couple days ago, not the day before it's due...), and then I have a logic problem set to do. Also, meetings meetings meetings today.

I think one of THE most depressing things about college is that there is so much stress....but then you step back and realize that none of what you're doing is in any way relevant or meaningful. It's all busywork for theoretical shit that you're gonna forget about once the class is over. And yet you're still gonna stress about it. For 4 years.

Catch ya on the flip side. Whatever the fuck that means.