Every semester I forget how incredibly sucky finals can be. This finals period has been hard and emotional. So I’ve done what every normal, stressed out, 22 year old in my situation should do… run home to mommy. Thank goodness for professors who like email.
p.s. I will be homeless in provo at the end of the month if I don't find and comfirm a place and roomies soon :( It's ok though. I think I might set up a tent in my aunts back yard for a while. You can surive anything for a couple of months.