Dear Aditi,
This blog has a few distinct topics that we always talk about. How the future is scary. Homework is hard. The education system is terrible. Humans are difficult. Lack of social skills. How much we miss each other.
All great topics of discussion but damnit I feel like I need to be more interesting. So I'll tell you about something I studied today. And I know that sounds even more boring, but I have interesting subjects. I swear. Except Eco. Economics is terrible and I hate it with a burning passion. Except this one time we were doing exceptions of the law of DMU and one of the points was drunkards, which the teacher gave instead of addicts or alcoholic. Drunkards. I have laughed a lot about this. This is basically my sense of humour.
Anyway, we had an As You Like It chapter today. Basically it was the whole story shortened to 4 pages. But it was done so terribly I was crying. Nothing was explained. There wasn't enough Touchstone and I was almost in tears behind my fake glasses I wear because I think they are fashionable.
Speaking of fashion, sometimes I wonder why not get into fashion. It seems like a great career choice actually. I mean I am good at it. I understand it. I like it. But then I just sometimes feel like I just don't belong in it. Like if you look at me, I am not exactly screaming fashion. Usually I look like a hot mess, but for some reason that works for me. Don't know how, but it works.
This is a lot like a shit post.
Love,
upa.
This blog has a few distinct topics that we always talk about. How the future is scary. Homework is hard. The education system is terrible. Humans are difficult. Lack of social skills. How much we miss each other.
All great topics of discussion but damnit I feel like I need to be more interesting. So I'll tell you about something I studied today. And I know that sounds even more boring, but I have interesting subjects. I swear. Except Eco. Economics is terrible and I hate it with a burning passion. Except this one time we were doing exceptions of the law of DMU and one of the points was drunkards, which the teacher gave instead of addicts or alcoholic. Drunkards. I have laughed a lot about this. This is basically my sense of humour.
Anyway, we had an As You Like It chapter today. Basically it was the whole story shortened to 4 pages. But it was done so terribly I was crying. Nothing was explained. There wasn't enough Touchstone and I was almost in tears behind my fake glasses I wear because I think they are fashionable.
Speaking of fashion, sometimes I wonder why not get into fashion. It seems like a great career choice actually. I mean I am good at it. I understand it. I like it. But then I just sometimes feel like I just don't belong in it. Like if you look at me, I am not exactly screaming fashion. Usually I look like a hot mess, but for some reason that works for me. Don't know how, but it works.
This is a lot like a shit post.
Love,
upa.
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