…I’ve been called selfish on many occasions, but soon I will actually deserve the unflattering moniker. I’ve weighed the pros and cons of my decision and vacillated back and forth, but I think I’ve finally made up my mind.
I think my foul mood probably has more to do with the season, I absolutely detest the spring and its associated puddles, than any particular circumstance. It’s just that time of year I suppose; I’ve only really got 2 or 3 weeks of school left, I’m registered for my classes next year, no summer job yet but I’m also not worried – I just feel like there is something that I’m missing.
…Or maybe it just has to do with the abrupt season finale of the L Word.