Current listen: Broken Door by Bedlight for Blue Eyes
“..it was simple back then, looking out the same old window... the world seemed smaller bigger then.”
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At long, long last the maid’s back from her holiday. No more housework for this kid! No more washing up after every meal, no more hanging up the laundry, no more getting told off for leaving my room in a state of devastation, no more hour-long lectures about how I don’t know how to keep the house decent, no more having to sleep in my own dirt, no more dust dunes accumulating on my stuff, so much dust that you can practically make dust angels if you wanted to. No more housework! Oh, hell yeah.
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I’m Queen of All Procrastination. Someone overthrow me.
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Where’s my iPod?
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Mothertrucker. I’ve turned this thing into a Twitter! Which reminds me... I’ve made a Twitter!
Well, I’m in no state to write about much right now, maybe later. I’m gonna go watch Definitely, Maybe now (yes, I finally got the DVD last weekend after waiting ever so impatiently for it). I find that I can possibly learn something decent from it and apply it to real life and get myself out of the hellhole I’m in right now.