at this point, i’m pretty sure it’s not jetlag. it’s just the sheer exhaustion of the last 7 weeks winding down into… alot of sleep. i can’t believe that more than half my weekend was dedicated to paying up my sleep debt, and school begins yet again tmr.
but that said, i have no regrets. I had a pretty neat conversation (good + nice) last night which could’ve really turned out rather strange, but didn’t. i just feel really glad to have great friends. and that i’ve learnt (ambiguously) such a great deal.