I want to write something, but I don't know what. I've saved a couple of drafts that I'll at one point or another turn into real posts worthy of publishing. But right now I'm going 360 degrees in directions I can't make sense of.
I'm pushing myself to study harder. I haven't taken those long, wasteful breaks I'm known for. I'm just tired, and I don't know how to deal with it.
I also won't be having Spring Break this semester. I've got schools overlapping their breaks, thus giving more reason to hate life.
I'm bitter.