Welcome to my brain.
Guys I was actually productive today. As in I actually got up off my ass at a reasonable hour and accomplished many things. THIS FEELS AMAZING.
O.O Whee meds.
It is eating my fall break.
But that’s okay.
I have to get up at 6:45 and be at the school by 7:30.
I have to silence my phone and not text anyone.
Best of all I get to dress up all professional and have kids look at me like I’m an angel. I love kids.
It’s ok. :3
After last night’s ghost scare…
(lololol, so my roommate came back with her friend telling everyone how there’s this ghost that runs around the dorm. She was so freaked out she slept in her friends room and left me alone in mine. Awesome. I don’t believe in ghosts so I wasn’t too scared, just mad cause she left me without even asking if it was okay if she left me alone. I was up til 3 watching some random movie and making tears over life in general. Then she came back at 9 this morning with her friend so I had to get up.)
I’m just super tired beyond imagination. My nose is all icky and whatnot, I made coffee but in hindsight I probably should have made tea. I’ve got 3 classes today and then I’m free to sleep. I swear if I frickin get sick I will…well. Well I’ll just stay in my bed. The end.
It’s kinda scary how effortlessly I stay up this late anymore.
No idea lol. Just ripping some CDs and contemplating recent things. Bluagh.
My friends dad just said to him: “If things don’t work out with (his current girlfriend), you should go for that Maria girl.”
O.O LOL. Uhm. So apparently his dad approves of me? I guess I made a good impression last time I was over…or maybe his dad thought he saw some chemistry between us, which is not entirely impossible. Not quite sure what to feel right now. Should I be feeling that his dad’s a complete ass for even bringing up the possibility that it won’t work with his current girl, or should I be flattered?
I’m feeling both right now. I guess I’ll just go to sleep thinking about all this.
Going to watch Kick Ass on Netflix on this wonderful evening. Daylight Savings matters not. I’ll be up.
Are they our true feelings?
Going to work knowing that the four hours you must stand there and smile will feel like ten hours of being forced to stare at a blank white wall.
P.S. Staying up until 1 the previous night…does not help.
Going to bed. Confused. Tired. Before I can think things out, I’m asleep. This is my life.