After many, many (well, not that many) years of waiting for my birthday to finally fall on a weekend again, it manages to land land on the one weekend sandwiched between three tests.
I had an Endocrinology test on Friday, and I have Biochem and OChem on Monday and Tuesday respectively. So, on my birthday, which was a wonderful, sunny, gorgeous day, I studied OChem (and took minor Project Runway breaks). I didn’t go to the Summer Breeze festival on campus. I didn’t do anything or see anyone. Which is fine really, because for the couple weeks prior, I had mostly forgotten it was my birthday anyway.
But today… Today was filled with Biochem work, which I actually enjoy normally since it’s very interesting. However, at this point, the additive effects of it being my last year (and some added things coupled with that fact that I’m just not thinking about right now), of my crippling senioritis, of my growing apathy and listlessness, of my not seeing any of my friends for the better part of two months, of it being nice outside, and, finally, of it having just been my birthday ultimately made me want to cry.
I feel (not to sound like a hippie) spiritually tired. Which is definitely not a point that you want to get to when you’ve just turned 22. But I don’t have a better way of describing it. Today just drained all of my energy. Physically, I feel fine. But mentally, I’m holding onto the edge for dear life and hoping that I don’t dissolve spontaneously into a puddle of tears (this is important - the Boy puts up with enough as it is).
Anywho. Enough whining.
What I really wanted to say was that I’ll post some of the goings on of the past couple of weeks later this week. Sometime after Tuesday anyway.
In the meantime, you should see what the Boy crafted for me in celebration of my birthday. It’s adorable! We’re both such video game nerds.
Consider this a stall. I just wanted to let you know I’m not (quite) dead yet, and that I’ll come back soon enough.
