I have empty water bottles all over my room.
My mom will probably come in tomorrow morning and pick them all up while she screams at me to get out of bed.
It's strange, but I don't know how I wake up in the morning. Most of my morning routine is a blur to me after I leave the house, so I don't know whether or not I'm the type to be awoken and then try to catch a few more winks before I'm really truly late.
I have really heavy bags under my eyes right now. Like, they're so heavy that I can make the bottom lid curl a little and overlap another part of my eye. That wasn't very visually descriptive, but whatever.
My grandma randomly comes into my room and messes with stuff. I'm so fucking anal, so it really really really takes lot of my energy to keep from openly complaining about her coming into my room. I'm attempting that whole understanding grandchild role.
But it's so strange. She randomly ties my bracelets to different places. My hair ties are tied into a bundle with like two ties in the middle of my desk. ONE of my senior portraits is leaned upright against something, my earring box is on the window sill. It's really annoying. And people wonder why my room is so messy.. pfft. What's the point in cleaning it if it'll all go out of order when I'm at school anyway.
I'm so tired of school. I'm tired of the same damn routine. I'm tired of living, but I don't want to die. I just can't go on with this same boring yet strangely hectic routine anymore!
My eyes are going to fall out, I swear. I feel it. I'm never planning anything for dinner ever again. From now on, it's cooking at someone's house or eating at In n Out. Fuck searching for an expensive restaurant with the "right atmosphere" and fancy interiors. Those places are so expensive.
My mom will probably come in tomorrow morning and pick them all up while she screams at me to get out of bed.
It's strange, but I don't know how I wake up in the morning. Most of my morning routine is a blur to me after I leave the house, so I don't know whether or not I'm the type to be awoken and then try to catch a few more winks before I'm really truly late.
I have really heavy bags under my eyes right now. Like, they're so heavy that I can make the bottom lid curl a little and overlap another part of my eye. That wasn't very visually descriptive, but whatever.
My grandma randomly comes into my room and messes with stuff. I'm so fucking anal, so it really really really takes lot of my energy to keep from openly complaining about her coming into my room. I'm attempting that whole understanding grandchild role.
But it's so strange. She randomly ties my bracelets to different places. My hair ties are tied into a bundle with like two ties in the middle of my desk. ONE of my senior portraits is leaned upright against something, my earring box is on the window sill. It's really annoying. And people wonder why my room is so messy.. pfft. What's the point in cleaning it if it'll all go out of order when I'm at school anyway.
I'm so tired of school. I'm tired of the same damn routine. I'm tired of living, but I don't want to die. I just can't go on with this same boring yet strangely hectic routine anymore!
My eyes are going to fall out, I swear. I feel it. I'm never planning anything for dinner ever again. From now on, it's cooking at someone's house or eating at In n Out. Fuck searching for an expensive restaurant with the "right atmosphere" and fancy interiors. Those places are so expensive.
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