I slept for 16 hours on Sunday, woke up at 4pm, and was still able to fall back asleep at 9pm. PGP.

Coming to terms with the inevitability of meeting my future wife at a bar. PGP.

Contemplating becoming a teacher strictly for summer vacations. PGP.

Coming to the haunting conclusion that two years of experience and a Finance degree still isn’t enough for employers. PGP.

That 10am Bio 101 class doesn’t seem so bad anymore. PGP.

My Friday nights are becoming eerily similar to my Sunday through Thursday nights. PGP.

My entire Sunday consisted of a hangover, seven episodes of Game of Thrones, a 12-pack, and going to a Chinese buffet alone. PGP.

My biggest accomplishment this year is figuring out my company’s wifi password. PGP.

Mumbling “fuck you” under your breath to everyone that emails you asking for “an update”. PGP.

Saved my other half of leftovers for later so I could have two lunches to look forward to today. PGP.