okay so it's ending. I've booked the flight tickets for Wednesday. I've an exam tomorrow but I don't care about it.
I'm sad this is ending. even though I hated it. being alone in an apartment for 3 months will be worse, much worse. I'm scared of going insane, I'm scared of what I might end up doing in all that time.
it's nicer here. things happened that mostly made me sad, but at least things happened. I felt emotion (mostly sadness). imagine nothing happening for 3 months. I'm not gonna make it. guys I'm not gonna make it.
this time last year, I watched the Chris Chan documentaries, made an Instagram account, watched Netflix, sent emails to the entire year-group, played videogames, wrote a suicide letter, talked to my therapist. those things don't interest me anymore.
I've mostly stopped watching YouTube now. I've stopped doing everything. guys what am I gonna do. holy shit what am I gonna do AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA