I feel like I need to say something, but I'm not sure what it is. I don't know, I get that feeling when I'm stressed, or when I've spent the last few hours molding my brain during study hours - which I have done. I'm not too stressed, though. I'm beginning to understand most of the classes that were giving me trouble, so everything is okay.
I genuinely enjoy spending time with Chris. I dunno, I just have to see how this goes, day by day. Apparently we were the last ones to know we were still dating that whole weird week.
Wait, I know what's bothering me. 'Tis no big problem now. It's easily fixed, I promise. I'm going to playtime, and then I'm going to eat Ramen noodles and finish my homework.
This was boring. I'm genuinely happy, so it doesn't matter.