I’m used to migraines with accompanying nausea, especially as it starts to get hotter outside.
In what world is it 49 degrees F in the middle of May? (This one. The sky is overcast, it rained earlier, and things have generally been Garbage.)
So, in case anyone has any doubts left in their minds, working even part time (so like, around 20 hours a week, if not more–frequently, more) while being a full time student is incredibly taxing.
Things that I have completed:
expecting standard X-Men fare.
The roadkill on the side of the highway is big and white. It’s larger than any other dead thing I’ve seen (on the side of a road).
“Ballroom Blitz” always strikes me as being such a strange song because I can never reconcile the tender moments with the actual “blitz.” It’s not enough that I wish they were two separate songs, but it’s still something that sticks out and bugs me when I listen to it. (Also, once, my old iPod Nano skipped on the first thirty seconds of the song and every time I hear it I get anxious that it’ll happen again.)