I can’t believe my last summer is almost over. It’s almost like I’m a real adult. In roughly two weeks, I’ll be moving into a new apartment. I think I should decorate my walls really well because I have a sinking feeling I’ll be spending a lot of time staring at them…
Ritualistically, I end up making a ‘to accomplish’ list for the upcoming school year that unsurprisingly resembles my new year’s list. I guess that means my new year’s goals are never actually realized.
