Scars in the Country
I am in the home stretch. Finals start next week, and next Friday I can pack up all my shit and go home. This was the longest semester I have ever had the displeasure of going through. And though I wrote nice things to the incoming freshmen, Montclair can go fuck itself. This was probably the worst 4 months of my life, and it put me in a really bad place. I had no friends, sat in my room whenever I wasn’t at class or work, and I got horribly depressed. By the light is at the end of the tunnel.
