I decided it was time to confess, so I will lay it all out for ya, here are my confessions.
I confess I kinda sorta hate school. I love what I'm studying, with a passion, but I hate school. I'm not a focused enough person at this point in my life to spend 28 hours outside of class on school work. It sucks, I want it to end.
I confess I have been Snapchatting obsessively lately, like all the time. Mostly my sister, but also mostly everyone else. I mean it's fun but I'm sure I'm getting annoying! Sorry for y'all who are on the receiving end, I guess I found a fun interest in it lately?!
I confess I am way too obsessed with my phone. Monday night I didn't sleep, I didn't fall asleep until after 4am and slept on and off until 9am. I blame the initial not falling asleep on my phone, every night I get in bed and open every possible app on my phone. I refresh social media till I've read every twice and I just can't stop. I pin stupid things, I search for dumb things, I read scary things, I do whatever I can to just avoid sleeping. I've been so go-go-go that once I lay down I feel like my phone is my "unwind" time, that I then drag into precious sleep time. Ugh, I need to commit to a no phone after ____ time. Anyone else do this?
I confess I forgot to wear deodorant on Tuesday. I just forgot. The lack of sleep and constant thinking about diseases and medical terms on my mind, I just forgot. Someone sat next to me in class and not knowing what I smelt like, I kept scooting over. I almost scooted over so far, I almost fell out my chair.
I confess I have been wearing leggings and way-too-big t-shirts since Saturday night. I just can't get dressed, I see no point in it. Leggings and t-shirts are way better. I'm in college so this is acceptable, right?
I confess I'm a HORRIBLE writer, I suck at grammar and I don't really know how I'm allowed to even have a blog that consists of things I write. Jeremy is such a grammar and writing critic that he calls me out on it all the time when he reads my blog. I want to throat punch him every time he does it but really, he needs to be my editor or something. I suck, y'all start calling me out!
What do you confess?