I have this uncanny ability to fuck up my sleep schedule right in time for finals week.
- 8-year-old cousin: You're not really good at this, are you?
- Me: At what, babysitting?
- Cousin: Yeah.
- Me: No, no I'm not.
So I have a tiny crush on this girl who works at a tea place near my dorm. I don’t know why, but this makes me really happy. Maybe because it’s been a while.