“Smile, it can’t be that bad.”
As I was walking home yesterday in a very windy, cold trip back to my apartment.. a random man on the street told me “Smile, it can’t be that bad.” The entire way back, it’s all I could think about. I guess there are days when I feel like the stress of my life is taking over, and nothing positive could possibly happen.
Only a week left before finals start. Luckily I only have one “real” final. The other 2 are just dance finals, which I should probably begin because my Dance Composition final is a solo performance. Right now, and all day actually, I’ve been working on my Cognitive Psychology presentation. It’s basically a summary of an article we got to pick out and present to the class. Unfortunately, I picked out a really difficult article that I can’t really understand. Go me. I wanted to get the majority of it done today because tomorrow I have dance all day, and I still need to make a power-point. But as usual, I waited last minute. Gosh, I can’t wait for this semester to be over. Good news tho: tomorrow I have a yoga class before dance rehearsals.
Birthday countdown: 8 days. =)
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i know people are just trying to help when they tell you to smile but it always pisses me off!!!