I can’t sleep.
tomorrow will be better.
1. My first day parking in the college ave parking garage and some tool in a green car scratches my white car. I even parked far away on a floor that was empty because I knewww I shouldn’t try to worm my car into one of those tiny ass spots. Thank you, anonymous jackass. Now it looks like someone took an ugly, jungle green crayon to my side mirror.
2. Still tight.
3. Homeeworrkkkk.
4. I want to read.
