Hola. Well, hi there! Hey! Let me take some time to properly explain what is going on. Things aren’t actually as bad as the previous posts made it seem. Really. It’s probably because the only time I can be motivated to reflect and blog, is when I’m in a serious state of emo, which has definitely been getting less and less frequent. Maybe it’s because I found this great friend who LIKES cooking. His name is Jackson (LOL it’s like he has two surnames). He cooks really well so things are picking up. I haven’t eaten instant noodles in a week. Heh.
Oh gosh, and how haven’t we talked about this yet, I can cook! I can fry omelettes and…umm. Actually, that was it. My nice friends have tried it and it wasn’t bad, except maybe for the people who made a gurgling noise and slowly slid off the chairs. I’m sure they loved it, but I didn’t ask because they were too busy cursing under their breath. Maybe I should try making some for dinner now? Except all I can cook is that ONE BLARDY THING and I will be eating that one thing for the rest of my entire life, I KNOW IT—
Apparently I’m talking about food, despite my best efforts not to. Anyhow: I went swimming yesterday, and it was definitely the best day so far. I’m not sure why, maybe it was the endorphins. A friend and I walked around a lake, and it was nice. Then we came back to a big dinner (cooked by good ol’ Jackson of course). I don’t know, it was a good day.
The condition of my room is just embarrassing, especially when people come over. I swear, it’s fit for hobos. Maybe that’s what making my hair static. As I was telling Van, my hair is beyond control. Literally like violent, bizarre hair-wings. Isn't hair weird? When you really think about it? Weird follicles sprouting from your scalp? Why do we put up with it?
Internet time here is so expensive. I mean, they have free wireless, but it’s so slow that by the time the page loads, the dust has settled around me. So I have since decided to lay off the computer, even though it has been my only friend, and I was online for about 35 hours a day.
That lasted a full 52 minutes, all of which I spent curled up into a ball gasping on my floor.
On a more serious note, I have been avoiding someone lately. And it’s not because either of us has done anything wrong, but because everything is so great. It’s really selfish of me, but things are just perfect the way they are now. This is sounding mentally blown, I know. But if things can’t get more perfect, then it can only get worse right?
Anyhoo, the workload is still okay compared to the A levels. Aiiiigh. Time for a haircut.
