Sorry I'd Love to Hang Out, but Interterm has Destroyed Any Concept of Time
Hey, thanks for reaching out! I’d love to hang out this weekend but I don’t know what that is. Or when that is. Or what today even is. Do you know the utter pandemonium that is my life? I have one class a week and my professor cancelled it, LITERALLY anything goes. I was drunk at 4pm and now I’m crossed at 4:12 pm. I’ve Google searched “LA internships film” at least thirty times and I have no clue when any of them are due. Excuse me if I seem a little stressed, it’s just tough when January 31st could be six months or six minutes from now.