Except, of course, feeling dizzy.
Ignore that title. It's not relevant in the least.
I've spent a good portion of my summer not going to bed until 3am and waking up around noon. The few days I get up earlier (by accident or because my mom won't stop yelling at me to get up until I do), I get pretty excited because
BREAKFAST.
I don't eat breakfast that often. During the school year I was always waking up just in time to run to the bus and then get on another one to go to Central for all my important classes so breakfast just didn't work out for me.
Plus on weekends and during the summer there's a rule in our house that breakfast ends at 11am so if you get up late you have to just skip it and eat lunch.
That's not cool with me because I like breakfast. So much so that I will gladly have breakfast for dinner because why not? Cereal is amazing a 9pm.
To get around this awful rule I sometimes make toast and then put it together like a sandwich so my mom thinks I'm being responsible and eating lunch like a good kid because it's 2pm and wayyy past breakfast time but the joke's on you lady, because I'm having breakfast and there's nothing you can do about it.
And then there are the days when I wake up late, but my mom's out shopping or something so Christmas comes early for me I guess and I get to have cereal even though it's not allowed and now I feel all rebellious and junk like a proper teenager should be (I don't get enough opportunities to be rebellious and it's sad because I turn 18 on Monday and I haven't gotten all of my selfish immaturity out yet). So here I am, getting all excited because we have Quisp and I love that cereal and we hardly ever have it (apparently it's getting discontinued?!) so another Christmas in July present I guess and then...
Whole day ruined. That's just depressing.
I feel like I just spent a long time ranting in run-on sentences...but what do I care? I don't have to worry about proper English anymore because all I'll be taking in college is art classes from now on anyway (except that one Spanish class, but I'm choosing to ignore that and hope it will go away) and I couldn't care less about proper grammar plus I feel like 'this is how my mind works': continuously and without pausing for punctuation just switching from one topic to the next so it makes it easier if I just type like this too, don't you think?
I've forgotten just what I was trying to say in the first place. I've gotten way too good at babbling lately. Sorry.
Enjoy the rest of your day, internet friends.
Ignore that title. It's not relevant in the least.
I've spent a good portion of my summer not going to bed until 3am and waking up around noon. The few days I get up earlier (by accident or because my mom won't stop yelling at me to get up until I do), I get pretty excited because
BREAKFAST.
I don't eat breakfast that often. During the school year I was always waking up just in time to run to the bus and then get on another one to go to Central for all my important classes so breakfast just didn't work out for me.
Plus on weekends and during the summer there's a rule in our house that breakfast ends at 11am so if you get up late you have to just skip it and eat lunch.
That's not cool with me because I like breakfast. So much so that I will gladly have breakfast for dinner because why not? Cereal is amazing a 9pm.
To get around this awful rule I sometimes make toast and then put it together like a sandwich so my mom thinks I'm being responsible and eating lunch like a good kid because it's 2pm and wayyy past breakfast time but the joke's on you lady, because I'm having breakfast and there's nothing you can do about it.
And then there are the days when I wake up late, but my mom's out shopping or something so Christmas comes early for me I guess and I get to have cereal even though it's not allowed and now I feel all rebellious and junk like a proper teenager should be (I don't get enough opportunities to be rebellious and it's sad because I turn 18 on Monday and I haven't gotten all of my selfish immaturity out yet). So here I am, getting all excited because we have Quisp and I love that cereal and we hardly ever have it (apparently it's getting discontinued?!) so another Christmas in July present I guess and then...
Whole day ruined. That's just depressing.
I feel like I just spent a long time ranting in run-on sentences...but what do I care? I don't have to worry about proper English anymore because all I'll be taking in college is art classes from now on anyway (except that one Spanish class, but I'm choosing to ignore that and hope it will go away) and I couldn't care less about proper grammar plus I feel like 'this is how my mind works': continuously and without pausing for punctuation just switching from one topic to the next so it makes it easier if I just type like this too, don't you think?
I've forgotten just what I was trying to say in the first place. I've gotten way too good at babbling lately. Sorry.
Enjoy the rest of your day, internet friends.
2 comments:
here is my snarky reply:
Snarkitty, snarkitty, snark, snark, snark hehehehehehehehe
snark
well done. you should be proud.
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