I've been tired. I graduated from undergrad, but I feel like I haven't even been able to catch a break. I've been thrusted into the world of grad school, my head just swimming in so much shit I have to get done before June. My sister and the baby are here too, which has been nice but also overwhelming. There's just too many things going on, and I just need to breathe. Yeah, I guess I do feel out of breath in a way. I just want some peace and quiet, I just want physical space. But it's hard to achieve that when the baby starts crying and her dogs start barking at stupid shit and there's tubs stacked all over your room that you can't even parse through.

Saying stuff like this probably makes me sound ungrateful. It isn't that at all. I just want some peace and quiet. I want to be able to have my tasks be completed, and I don't have to keep thinking and rethinking about them. I just wanna play some video games or watch a Youtube video without feeling so goddamn overstimulated about it.

June 3rd. That's the date when my sister goes back home and I can register for classes. That's the date when a lot of emotional weight can be alleviated from my shoulders. I can start finally unpacking after graduation. I can finally clean some of the furniture my parents are giving me for my first ever apartment. I can finally just take a deep breath without so much commotion in the house.

God, I can't wait to have an apartment. Finally, my own space. That is my light at the end of the tunnel at this point. No parents to watch over me, no sister that brings way too much change in the house at one time, it's just me and my space. And probably a cat. I really want my own cat. So badly. I don't care if my father throws a fit about it, it's really not his problem to be honest. Again, that whole thing about my parents watching over me? You don't have that when you have an apartment by yourself. The time is almost here, and I can't wait any longer.