Sooner or later...

I can't seem to figure out if I don't write because I have nothing to say or too much to say.

This past month has been a trying one. As if school weren't overwhelming enough, I developed a severe kidney infection, arguably exacerbated by the stress, and landed in the hospital for 4 days. I'm now a week behind in classes and instead of being productive and knocking things off the list one by one, I just look at the list, cry and/or take a bath. Go me.

My stay in the hospital also made me reevaluate who I have in my life. If you didn't call/fb/text and you knew I was in the hospital, I politely say "F*** You." You are obviously a less-than stellar friend and I don't want or need you in my life. GET OVER YOURSELF.

The semester is nearing its end and the work is piling up and I know I'm going to need to pump myself and blast "God is Gonna Cut You Down" while speeding down Busch at 7am as if I'm going to battle. It is a battle of sorts, I guess. A battle in which I need to prove to myself that I can balance all of this. I can do all of this, and I will be fine.

I don't need anyone or anything to move me along in life. It's about time that I stand on my own two feet.