Dear diary, it’s a new day so I should probably come clean. I have a bad habit of seeing people and saying to myself, “you’ll make a good candidate” and using them for my little fantasies to help me sleep at night. Not to worry though because it’s never anything weird or sexual, it’s all just what I wish I had. Literally if I could have someone hug me and hold my hand everyday , for the most part, my entire life is complete. The cherry on top though, would definitely have to be them taking care of me and us going on dates, ya’ know? Anywho, my weekends are slow. I don’t really do much usually, but because my family is here from out of town, I had the opportunity to go to the mall. But instead, I chose to stay home and work on my research project. It’s not like I have anything against them. It’s just that they’re not compatible with me. So my mom went to the mall, I never started my assignment for the entire hour and a half, I sat there and did nothing. I finally chose to get up and start my laundry when my mom got home with Cinnabon’s. The obvious decision was to eat the bon then start my productiveness; so that's what I did. After I ate, I put my load in and went to do my project. The only thing I got done with was figuring out what I wanted to do for it. Sad, I know. Please just refrain from asking how long that took. Enough of my failures, I already have a 50% in ELA and a 0% in history; it’s been a long week, so I’ll just end it here and sleep. Hopefully I won't wake up. Not ‘till at least 12pm that is. But before this is over, I hope my little sister will make me some more of her noodles!
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