Woke up to texts conveniently at the time I'd set my alarm but my alarm didn't go off because when I fixed the clock yesterday I mixed up AM and PM. Woops.
I need to steal shampoo and conditioner more often because I slept on this hair and it looks gooooood.
Productive? My room looks nice, I emptied the dishwasher, emailed my teacher a disturbingly honest explanation for my failures, and got myself lookin alright.
Still skipped my first class, snagged a quiet study, took an online quiz, handed in an RSVP to the scholarship recognition.
Seriously.. I'm a person that listens to awesome music, watches a variety of excellent films and television shows, reads a lot of great books, goes to school, works a job, volunteers at a radio station, interacts with the world, and does not develop obsessions with boy bands. So what the fuck is going on with me?
Cheese and crackers I think One Direction has become my coping mechanism
I keep waking up at 5:55 in the morning. Then rolling over every 5 minutes until my alarm goes off.
I'm a superstar.
Got out of work early to shoot a commercial for school. Probably looked like a weirdo.
Long Way Round with Ewan McGregor and Charley Boorman. This is the weirdest most wonderful combination of interests for me. Ewan and motorcycles? Perfect.