I'm so sorry I'm about to complain about UF again, but it's been an rough night.

I thought about my summer classes this morning. Who knows why I was so much happier in summer. Maybe it was because I was head over heels for a guy, and had a reason to be happy. Maybe it was because, since the classes were smaller, I had so many more friends. Maybe it was living in a really nice place with roommates that didn't bug the shit out of me. It was probably a combination of all of them.

I got up every morning at seven, sometimes earlier. Whenever I showered, I had time to blow dry my hair and straighten it. I would take ten, fifteen minute tops long showers. I went on a diet and started exercising. I lost 15 pounds, maybe more(which I think is pretty good for six weeks). I did my homework for all of my classes each night and always aced papers and tests.

Now I get up at the absolute last minute I can without being late for classes. Usually that means nine. I never blow dry or straighten my hair anymore, meaning my hair looks like shit. I find myself taking showers for twenty minutes, sometimes even a half hour, just because it's a friggin escape. I don't do my homework every night, and I'm most likely failing two of the four classes I'm taking. And the weight loss? Hahahahahahahahaa. It's a fucking joke.

It never ceases to amaze me how fast happiness can just come tumbling down.

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