OHGAWD finalssssssssss.
I haven't started studying yet but I should. It's hard to believe this academic year is almost over. I feel like I was definitely in better shape mentally this semester but I haven't been able to build stronger bonds with other people. This semester has made me realize that I may be even farther from who I want to be. And that people older than me may not necessarily mean that they are more mature than me.
For instance, there's a twenty-something old girl in my art class who gorges on illicit drugs. She was saying how she knew somebody's mother who snorted coke. The girl went on to say that if that was her mother, she would be furious. What I don't understand is that she and her mother are both adults. If the girl is entitled to abuse substances, why can't her mother? They have equal responsibilities and can take care of themselves. I can see that having a crackhead mom would be worrisome, but its no better than being a junkie daughter.
I need to go out and buy some Yesterday's News and close that window. Brrr.