And so the sun is barely arisen while I'm already up studying french. Yesterday was probably the most productive day I had in this entire semester. This semester's been too stressful. Loads of shit happened as well, but I'm learning to live with it. What's life without shit happening?

French isn't as easy as I thought it would be. But I guess I have to get the determination to keep me going. Seemed very much like a long time since I fel really happy. What's wrong?

Je Suis Fatiguée. I just really need some good sleep right now.