i feel... like im about to explode on something
the days just seem to keep blending together, indistinguishable, unimportant, the same cycle of daily routine spinning over and over, waiting for something extraordinary to break the monotonous routine of existence.
today i actually woke up only feeling partly tired, then i started doing chores, then more chores, then more chores, then i got a shitty haircut that looks gay as fuck, then i got home and relaxed... for abvout 20 mins before i worked on more and more and more chores.
yesterday i got up, went to practice for 2.5 hours (which was 2 hours of windmills and over a mile of running) came home, got my permit, went home again, waited, waited ,shopped, watched movies, hung out, went home, took some sleeping pills and fell asleep.
i have to go, my grandparents just got here
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1 comment:
i like your haircut. it's not the best, but it's better than if you had gotten a buzz cut xD
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