• A letter to myself.

A letter to myself.

Hey Liz,

What the hell are you doing? Not to be totally blunt but are you nuts? Do you not see how amazing you have it? Extra 100lbs gained aside, you have a great fiance, supportive parents (who are paying for your gym membership, dumbass) and you are 1/2 way done a degree in a subject you are actually interested in! Wake up!

Sure you’re tired, you can’t handle stress easily blah blah blah, but it doesn’t mean you can procrastinate IMPORTANT school work until the last minute, eat an entire bag of Cheecha Chips (I don’t care if they are 1 point per cup, how many cups are in a whole BAG? huh?) and generally sabotage this great thing you have going for you.

So, grow the hell up. Get your shit done and try not to burn too many bridges as you go. Really. Life can be pretty awesome when you work for it, and even though I know you despise economics with a burning passion they did get something right:

There is no free lunch, bitch.

Sincerely,

Yourself.