New classes aren't terrible.
But I hate the work load.

Softball season has got me super nervous.

I'll probably get sick sometime during the next two weeks.

The scholarship application I should be filling out is a waste of my time.

I wish I could figure out and explain the way I feel and then actually believe what I say.

No quiero ir al trabajo manana.

I met a super cute guy today.
Gooooood God Almighty.
Him, on the otherhand, yo quiero.
Mucho. Mucho.

I don't sleep much anymore.