I really did not anticipate struggling to remember to feed myself three times a day, but I guess adulthood is harder than I thought it was going to be.

I thought my stress levels would go down when finals ended, but I guess I’m just doomed to be in a state of panic for the rest of my life.

Provo can’t seem to decide what season it is, but I’m still unsure of my major so I can relate.

Time to start using the “what if” calculator.