Self-Inflicted Drama
Recently, I had this insane thought that maybe I should actually declare that second major in Economics. I mean, when you’re about 2 classes away anyway, you just feel like you should do it, even if it means you have to take 5 classes the final term of senior year. But, as luck would have it, all my classes have colluded to make scheduling an absolute nightmare.
In my panic after realising that I’ll only be able to take two full classes next term, I decided to postpone homework for while, go out for cheap bubble tea, and compose a rap song with Yasmin. And now, my Analysis is only half done, and I’m exhausted from talking on the phone until 3:30 am. You’d think I’d have learned by now. *sigh*
