Today was a flop.
Not a flop. But certainly not the “best first day ever!!” which is what I shoot for every semester.
I got rained on. I embarrassed myself when having to introduce myself in class TWICE. I didn’t have much to do after class. I felt useless. I moped. I’m not supposed to mope. However, tomorrow is a new day and I’m excited to conquer it (or at least try).
It’s now 9 pm // I’m sitting here in my sheet mask while drinking chai feeling #blessed to see another semester. Hoping this one is better than the previous 5 semesters combined (5? Damn I’m old.)