Alice Lindstrom

“Best Years of Your Life”

“College is the best time of your life”, they said. I’m 99% sure I’m going through a depressive episode, despite doing everything I could to avoid that happening. Physics has been bad and Intro to Electrical has been unbearable. My neighbors have been yelling and blaring music every single night; I can’t sleep. I had to miss classes Friday and yesterday because I haven’t been able to sleep. I think I’m failing Intro to ECE and I’m scared to tell anyone. Is this really the best it gets?
I finally went back to classes today. Luckily, I didn’t have a migraine sneak up on me (for the first time in at least two weeks). I felt anxious going back to Calculus, but it looked like no one batted an eye about me not being there yesterday. We reviewed the disc and washer methods.
We discussed sensation and perception in Psychology. Yet again, I didn’t really learn anything new. My friend and I talked about the football game from Saturday. I wanted to talk about anything else, but I couldn’t think of another topic.
Liam R and I didn’t talk for as long as we usually do in Mythology. I tried to convince myself to not think anything of it, but I was internally panicking the whole time. I tried to act engaged when he talked about football as we left the building. I said “Man, the only reason I know anything about NFL is because of Taylor Swift.” He chuckled and said “Good old Travis Kelce”, and we went our separate ways.
I have to do an Intro to ECE assignment after this and it’s making me want to cry. Unrelated but I haven’t said this yet, but I already want to drop my sorority. All of Steph’s friends are wonderful, but everyone and everything else is making me feel like shit. I don’t know when I’m going to catch up on previous entries.