Just one month until classes are over and summer begins.
Where does time go?
Ever since I've returned from studying abroad in Prague, the semester has been one big blur. From school, to gym, to editing broadcast stories, to fashion show rehearsals, to photo shoots, to French lessons - everything has been so routine, so monotonous, that I don't take the time to relish the joy from these experiences I know I'll never get back. I'm always thinking about what I'm going to do or what I'm going to eat or who I'm going to see later. Every moment I live is in the future.