I just finished my finals for school, resulting in 30 hours of not sleeping but an A for the course. I arrive home basically falling asleep on my feet. I had unfortunately scheduled a date with the fashion show guy. I literally couldn’t force myself to go, so I cancelled, with no plans to reschedule.
The sad conclusion of my love life is that I have no time to date and until I have a smidgen of it, I need to sign a contract with myself. I CANNOT DATE until I have ample time to de-stress and enjoy dating. My program is for another year, which means I might have to commit myself to a proverbial nunnery.
This is a sad day of realization :-(.