8-13-14

Today was a pretty sad day for me. It started off well; I met with my newspaper adviser and co-editor to discuss the paper, met Andy for lunch, and picked up my schedule for senior year. After that, my day went far downhill. As I looked over and analyzed my schedule, I realized that it was extremely hard. If I survive my first semester alone it'll be a minor miracle. So in order to not spread myself as thinly I have to quit my improv troupe for at least the first semester. Improv is my therapy and my fellow improvisers are my family, so this really breaks my heart. Plus Andy leaves for school in 10 days, and then I have all sorts of work left to do and I'm dying. On the bright side, he's taking me to Cedar Point tomorrow, so at least it'll be a nice day off.