This Friday, right now as I write this last-minute blog post, marks the end of my first semester in Creative Communications. The last few weeks have been so stressful. I haven’t slept well in ages, I’ve been living off of frozen taquitos and macaroni–lots of it– and I haven’t seen M in over two weeks. I feel like a zombie, you guys.
M has started texting me off of his mom’s phone whenever he can get it in his hands, which is hilarious. It sounds cliché to say that it makes me smile when I see his texts, but I literally do. The conversations usually go something like this:
“Hey Becca, is M.”
“Hey buddy, what’s up?”
“What?”
“How are you?”
“Good.”
“Awesome.”
Tomorrow, I will see M and take him to do whatever he wants because classes are done for three weeks and I haven’t been to Toys R Us in what feels like ages. First though, I’m going to sleep.
