Sarah. 22. ISU.Supernatural. Sherlock. Game of Thrones. Once Upon a Time. LOST. Arrested Development. F.R.I.E.N.D.S.God. food. poetry. books. music. yoga. dance. friends. tumblr. movies. love. life.
fun statistics for adults!
“when I was a kid, I had no help with college tuition, I was hardworking and paid it all myself”
-Annual tuition for Yale, 1970: $2,550
-Annual tuition for Yale, 2014: $45,800
-Minimum Wage, 1970: $1.45
-Minimum Wage, 2014: $7.25
-Daily hours at minimum wage needed to pay for tuition in 1970: 4.8
-Daily hours at minimum wage needed to pay for tuition in 2014: 17.3
I need to stop thinking.
I can’t function. My mind is racing
I’m struggling to do anything
My head hurts.
My head is throbbing and my mind is telling at me in a bunch of voices, some in English and some in Spanish and I can’t, I can’t, no puedo, I can’t, no puedo…
And not once all day did I do anything for myself. Not since I unconsciously fought with my alarm from 4:50-5:50AM, leaving myself 40 minutes to get out of bed, get dressed 6 times, make lunch, pack up, and leave. I just went to the bathroom at 10:30PM, which was the first time I’ve gone since 4:15 at school because I haven’t even had time to do that. I used that 7 minutes to whine about a crossword puzzle and now I’m in bed venting and it’s 11:09 and I’m dying.
My anxiety is so high right now, I bawled when I had to hang up on the receptionist because I didn’t have my insurance card on me, and I nearly cried like 40 times when I saw things out the corner of my eye move (usually the reflection of mr pencil in the screen of my iPad as I wrote, or my tie moving in my sock, believe it or not) or heard something unusual (the clanking of my metal paper clips against my scissors in my bag. Yes, this about brought me to tears and I had to sit down and recuperate).
For my own record, tonight (technically yesterday) I went to Office Max and saw the first guy I have thought is attractive since the first week of September or thereabouts.
Except I think he was cross eyed.
Oh well. There’s still hope.