Spring break doesn’t start for another week, but I haven’t been to class since last Wednesday. At a lot of places, that wouldn’t be a big deal. At Swarthmore, I may never get caught up.
I cannot bring myself to get out of bed and leave this dorm.
I’m constantly exhausted, listless, the only thing I can feel is complete despair and hopelessness.
i really, really don’t know what to do.
I am a musician, a mouse, a starry-eyed student, a woeful waitress, a Saturday out and a Sunday in bed. I am a lover, a fighter, a survivor, a thunderstorm. If you catch my eye, I will throw every fiber of my being into making sure you find everything around us as exciting and beautiful as I do.http://www.myspace.com/downwithmouse
