The past week has been fairly mellow, and easy. But I'm kinda starting to stress about the shopping spree I went on. I really have no motivation to save money, and I'm aware of all the good things that come out of it. But fuck, I love to buy things that spoil my loved ones and make me feel pretty.
It's getting pretty hot outside now, but I still refuse to strip down. Fuck, I strictly refuse to strip down in the summer, due to the high percentage of UV rays. I'm walking around like someone who carries Congenital Erythropoietic porphyria, all covered up in an ultra thick black jacket and SPF 55 slathered on to my face and neck. Even though I'm practically baking alive under all the layers of clothing, I feel comfortable knowing that I wont be burning alive under the sun. (Don't worry, I'm drinking plenty of water) And I do love the sun so much, It gives me flowers, food and energy, I just don't appreciate the sneaky cancer on the side. Oh that tricky sun.
I'm still waking up pretty late though, and I want to get into the habit of waking around 6 a.m to get the fuck out of this tiny/little room. The mornings are the best time of the day, because the air is fresh and the colors in the atmosphere are calming.
But when I finally do wake up and stretch, I get out of bed to open my curtains and be greeted by the most beautiful sunflowers outside my window. They're like my friendly neighbors except without the snoopy glares.
Even though I feel sort of lazy, I'm getting a lot of things done. I'm finishing up high school, applying for college, and getting all this important shit out of my way, and some unimportant wants out of the way too.
The first few things that I got done when I turned 18 were:
> Apply for and SG account
>Got my nipples pierced
>Registered to vote.
All I need now is to visit a sex shop, and buy my own hentai.
Then I'll be content with being 18.
It's getting pretty hot outside now, but I still refuse to strip down. Fuck, I strictly refuse to strip down in the summer, due to the high percentage of UV rays. I'm walking around like someone who carries Congenital Erythropoietic porphyria, all covered up in an ultra thick black jacket and SPF 55 slathered on to my face and neck. Even though I'm practically baking alive under all the layers of clothing, I feel comfortable knowing that I wont be burning alive under the sun. (Don't worry, I'm drinking plenty of water) And I do love the sun so much, It gives me flowers, food and energy, I just don't appreciate the sneaky cancer on the side. Oh that tricky sun.
I'm still waking up pretty late though, and I want to get into the habit of waking around 6 a.m to get the fuck out of this tiny/little room. The mornings are the best time of the day, because the air is fresh and the colors in the atmosphere are calming.
But when I finally do wake up and stretch, I get out of bed to open my curtains and be greeted by the most beautiful sunflowers outside my window. They're like my friendly neighbors except without the snoopy glares.
Even though I feel sort of lazy, I'm getting a lot of things done. I'm finishing up high school, applying for college, and getting all this important shit out of my way, and some unimportant wants out of the way too.
The first few things that I got done when I turned 18 were:
> Apply for and SG account
>Got my nipples pierced
>Registered to vote.
All I need now is to visit a sex shop, and buy my own hentai.
Then I'll be content with being 18.