Recital 2/2!

Recital 2/2!

Because I procrastinated.

Because I procrastinated.

#tbt to my freshman year in high school.

#tbt to my freshman year in high school.

Tags: tbt

The humpday look.

The humpday look.

geeekaay:

aquaticwonder:

Are you a piece of art because I’d like to nail you up against a wall

If someone used this on me I swear every article of clothing I’ve ever owned would just *poof* disappear

*back pocketed*

Change in the wind: I’m not fully dropping out, but I’m not student teaching next semester. Just found out that the brand-spanking new emergent music ed methods class is rolling out next semester as opposed to much later, so I’m taking that!

I wish there were a girl I could be someone to.

I’ve hit crisis mode. For those of you who don’t know, I’m officially going to be taking next semester off. I’m not dropping out of college, per se, but I need a break. I need to breathe, take a step back, and venture out and see what I could do with just my bachelor’s degree. My academic performance has dropped progressively, and this semester’s burnout is the hardest one. I feel like I’m probably going to fail my classes (…in my situation, C’s don’t get degrees). I’m doing my best not to, but I just have so little energy to be spread so thin. I’m not enjoying myself in school anymore other than the stuff that’s not class. My social life is almost nonexistent, let alone my love life.

How does that Op Ivy song go? “5:30 you get up, run run run, then you work 8 hours slaving under the gun?” “Healthy body, sick mind, working overtime, too hectic, it’s just a matter of time, sick body, sick mind.” I need this sabbatical for my sanity and for life to hit me.

Godfather ska!

Godfather… ska!