Boring Crap.
When life hands you a job. You complete the job. Not all jobs are easy to do. Like for instance the fact that I'm moving and things have to be done in order for the moving process to begin like installing wood floors. People (like my mom) get really excited, so excited that they just happen to wake up 1 in the morning and wake up other people (me) and drive out all the way to the city and for nothing. Yeah, nothing was accomplished. So here starts my sleep deprivation that my mother caused... or rather I continued because it is now 2 in the morning and I am still not asleep. Tired yes, but not asleep. So basically I have a load of stuff to do and now I'm spending my break writing or rather "blogging" (cause that's my job and hobby) to you about how crappy I feel. I have bags under my eyes that weren't there before and a little darkness starting to appear because of the lack of sleep. I've been breaking out not just because I have a lack of sleep but because aunt flow decided to show up the right time, while we're moving. I'm more tired with aunt flow hanging around but w.e. I cut my own hair and I like it. I know and I have experienced before people criticizing my hair and how it looks. But I don't give a crap about your opinion cause all I care is that I like it. So shut up and go find your life. Anyways. I can't really say anything bad or say anything bad anywhere at all because my bf is moving up in life and in religious obligations I would say and I need to keep myself and him out of trouble (and because it's not allowed for me or him). That's all I think I don't want to get into detail I really think that people who read this are sweet but people who read this are just plain old bored cause nobody really reads my blogs. really I mean who would read about a boring old person like me? HA. Bye.


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