So, as it's nearing the end of December I thought that I could either write about all my goals and aspiration for the coming year OR I could write about all the previous year's horrors in the theme of a show completely dedicated to the dark side of human nature. 'Tis the season, am I right? So, here is 2017 as told by the cast of American Horror Story.

January 1st

It's "New year, new me" time, witches. We're taking the year by storm. The world is our oyster. I'm gonna lose weight, I'm gonna not look like a walking trash bag every day, I'm going to take care of my mental health, eat three square meals a day, get a 4.0, maintain a social life. WOO, LET'S GO.

January 2nd

Aaaaannnnnnnd then we remember that Trump is our President, but don't worry, folks. It's a year for new opportunities and hopes and dreams...

March

Well, we tried. The year is already starting to crumble, but it's fine. I'm fine. I've gained five pounds already from stress, my self-esteem is going down and so are my grades but it's allllll good. Plenty of time for the year to look up, right? .....right? Oh, and Trump is still our President.

July

A visitor? Like, opportunity? Luck? Mental Stability? Psych. The adjustment period continues...halfway through the year. Oh, and Christmas in July is pretty cool. Update: Trump is still President.

October

It's my favorite time of year. A time to be anyone I want, and be granted a reprieve from the stress of the semester and the fact that Donald Trump is ruining the integrity of the United States Presidency. Plus, CANDY!!! Kinda forgot about the whole losing weight thing. OH, and midterms are right around the corner so there goes the GPA thing too.

November

Alright...listen. Thanksgiving has come and gone so there goes the weight thing. It's almost finals season so there goes my GPA even further, my social life consists of me complaining to my roommate about the first two mentioned things. I show up to my 8 am in the same shirt almost every week, and Trump is STILL President. Buuuuuuut it's almost Christmas.

December

Well, it's finals season. My goals for the year are pretty much wrecked, but there are pretty lights everywhere and gingerbread lattes so that's cool. Twitter has updated its character to 280 instead of 140 so that just means the more we get to hear President Trump's opinions!!!!! It's the gift that just keeps on giving...and giving...and giving...even when we don't want it to.

As the year winds down, it's time to reflect. Sure, not everything we hoped for happened, not all the dreams we dreamed came to fruition. Yeah, we still have a hot cheeto for a President, BUT we also had a lot of laughs, we learned a lot, grew as people, tried new things and at the end of the day that's all that really matters. We're all just lost souls trying to make it in the world and that's okay. Just a little bit at a time, people.