College, man.

I don't...

It's getting harder and harder to do what I love. To write, to draw, to sing...

I made this book really just keep posting something- anything- so that I don't go insane and completely burn out, and the first semester isn't even over...

Every day I get up, go to class, come home, work, sleep, repeat. I barely even have the time or energy to read and comment on other people's stories.

I write this book when I'm walking between classes, and I can't stay up late to work on my other stories or else I get sick.

I guess I just want you guys to understand what I'm going through and why this book is what it is- this mashup of random shit.

It takes my mind offa things for just a bit, ya know?

Anyways, sorry for getting all serious on you guys. Here's some random shit that makes me smile when I'm really upset.