College life

Senior year

See these papers? They’re the receipt and registration form from enrollment earlier this week. Do you know what this means?

I am officially a Lazy College Senior! OHHH YEAHHHH!

Two semesters (hopefully!) before I graduate (and become unemployed)!

Digression: I appear to be photogenic with iPod self-shots.

Still can’t believe that I am this close to finishing my schooling. Three years felt like they just flew by in a blur of late-nighters, papers, and beer.
I also realize that I was in love with a different guy for every academic year in college. Hahaha. Is that a pattern or sheer coincidence?

All I know is, these girls helped me cling to my sanity throughout those three years:

For some reason, they stuck by my side even though I’m a little nuts. I know I’ll be able to handle whatever gets thrown my way (I’m looking at you, Labor) because we’ll be helping each other out. *cyberhugs all around*

So bring it on, senior year!

Ela is a twentysomething who is constantly getting stuck in self-destructive behavior and bouts of low self-esteem. She struggles with depression and writes to relieve herself of her feelings. Sometimes she even blogs about other things like makeup and positivity. One of her pieces was published in the Inquirer Young Blood in October 2017. She likes cats, dogs, and sometimes even people.

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