Okay so no snow day, or even 2 hour delay. What the hell? I’m taking a “mental health” day then.
I plan on spending this day being totally productive. I know I won’t be.
It’s already two o’ clock and I’m still sitting here on the computer, in my pajamas, and with a cup coffee.
I have no urge to get up and go work out, wrap my sisters Christmas presents, or finish my english poem. This is like everyday. Why have I been the biggest procrastinator lately? Well not lately, since September 1st. It wasn’t just some “phase”. Highschool literally fucked me up. Oh, and I still haven’t got a song for auditions. I’m screwed. And getting stressed. Or should be.
The thing is that I don’t really care that much anymore. I would much rather spend my time making memories or just focusing on how to be truly happy. Or being creative, or listening to music, or where I want to travel to next, or what I want to wear. I feel like history, science, math and all my other classes are just total and complete jokes. I have no respect for my teachers, really. I should move asap. I feel it’s the only way to cure this. Or maybe this is just totally normal.
“Dressing well is a kind of good manners, if you ask me. When you’re standing in a room, your effect is the same as a chair’s effect, or a sculpture’s. You’re part of someone’s view, you’re part of that world, and so you should dress well. I find it’s a show of respect to try to put on your best face and look as good as you can.”—Tom Ford via (via ellens)
What is up with all of these horrible, boring, lonely weekends?
Today was filled with nagging and arguments, bitchy Christmas shoppers at the mall, and sleepiness.
I slept in late and I still feel totally drained and tired.
That cup of coffee this morning and the Eggnog Latte did absolutely nothing for me.
The highlight of this weekend so far was probably watching Julie & Julia last night. Which was very cute by the way. And maybe the very short moment at Starbucks with my sisters + the ride home from the mall. That’s pretty sad.