The UK Log 2024: Professor Drama & Middle Seat Trauma
Dear diary,
The beginning was nice like a calm before the storm. But, of course, the middle was the worst, and the end gave just enough solace to make me question my sanity.
Me and Janet were at the airport, casually saying hi to our professor.
May 24
Dear Diary,
The light in my room was just...
too white, too still, like it was holding its breath
I kept glancing at the window, wishing I’d opened it earlier.let in something natural, something real. But instead, I made the call. And, well, th
May 24
Dear Diary,
Today, I am not just good, I am soaring like a pigeon over a Parisian baguette shop. I am on cloud nine, ten, and possibly eleven. Why, you ask? Because I got a 9.4/10 on my research paper and rewarded myself with a chicken pizza. What
May 24
April 30, 2025 at 1:05 PM
Dear Diary,
How are you, my dear, emotionally stable sheet of paper? I hope you’re well-rested, because you’re about to carry the full weight of my despair again.
Remember when I told you I was hoping for a 17/20 on my research paper? Ah yes, t
Apr 30
Dear Diary,
At precisely 3:00 a.m., I surrendered to the bed (my battlefield of dreams )believing, foolishly, that sleep would come.
It did not.
It is now 5:00 a.m., and I lie here, eyes wide open, And now my desk lamp.My last beacon of lig
Apr 29