unmasked.
Stephanie.
18.
NYU.
Going to the greatest school ever and living in the best city ever.

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Over.

In the end, I became someone I never wanted to be. But I’m happy now and that’s all that matters.

I don’t want to leave this place :(
2 essays down, 1 more essay and final left.

GOGOGOGO

hell week at bobst.

yesterday: 14 hours at the library.

today: 17 hours and counting.

fml. 

Scattered memories and mistakes.

Like always.

Too much to do, too little time.

I can’t wait to go home.

Priorities

…..don’t exist.

Woken up.

I was living in a dream for a year. Or rather, a nightmare.

I went through hell first semester of freshman year at college, I almost did not make it through. Second semester is a different story. I adopted the attitude of not caring about school at all. I played all day, every day.

And I’ve finally seen the consequences. My failure at school is looking at me right in the eyes. The sense of irresponsibility is lurking all around me. Because of my partying habits now, I drop money that isn’t mine, break phones, become physically injured. And then I deal with the emotional aftereffects.

I think it’s time that I’ve woken up. It’s time to change my life around.

I blame my problems on my health. True, it becomes harder to deal with, but in the end it’s not the problem. I am.

I need to change things.

We’re all no one until someone thinks we are someone, and until then we’re no one.

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