Escuela
Things I want right now, in no particular order:
School to be done.
My roommate to stop listening to awful music. I am pretty sure it is all about having sex. Like, slow jam sex.
My action project to be done. Also for my partner to do all the remaining work. Cause, I am too lazy.
For my body to stop cramping/hurting/being annoying.
For school to be over. Again. But this time so I don't have to live with someone.
Okay. Off topic. But so my moms friends came to visit from Florida and my parents cleaned my bedroom (which in it and of itself is weiiiirrrd) but anyway. She said they had to catacorner (I dunno how to spell it..sound it out) my bed cause it was covering my airvents (which is not truuue). Anyway. This means my bed has essentially NOOO room for like.. a life. So my mother suggested I move downstairs in Erynns old room, my old room, Jasons old room, Adrian's old room.. so I think I am going to do it when I get back for the summer.
Its not so much that I am scared to do it but it may def. weird me out at first. And its gonna be a project. Also, I am not used to having that much private space its gonna be kind of exciting actually.
I also have no furniture. other than a bed. My grandmother's furniture in my room now is beautiful. But ancient, massive, and I am scared to actually touch it as to not scratch it.
So I am thinking a matress on the floor and a closet, my t.v. and... a poster. Done. That's my room..
I read this book a long time ago about this kid who refused to have like.. more than 15 personal affects. if he ever bought anything he'd give something else away.
Maybe I'll live like that.
Highly doubtful.
The song my roommate is listening to..it's chorus is literally: Grind it, grind it, grind it, grind it. Baby jump on this elevator...take a shower, take a shower, i'll meet you right back here in a half and hour...hour hour hour.
I bet you this guy got a grammy.
School to be done.
My roommate to stop listening to awful music. I am pretty sure it is all about having sex. Like, slow jam sex.
My action project to be done. Also for my partner to do all the remaining work. Cause, I am too lazy.
For my body to stop cramping/hurting/being annoying.
For school to be over. Again. But this time so I don't have to live with someone.
Okay. Off topic. But so my moms friends came to visit from Florida and my parents cleaned my bedroom (which in it and of itself is weiiiirrrd) but anyway. She said they had to catacorner (I dunno how to spell it..sound it out) my bed cause it was covering my airvents (which is not truuue). Anyway. This means my bed has essentially NOOO room for like.. a life. So my mother suggested I move downstairs in Erynns old room, my old room, Jasons old room, Adrian's old room.. so I think I am going to do it when I get back for the summer.
Its not so much that I am scared to do it but it may def. weird me out at first. And its gonna be a project. Also, I am not used to having that much private space its gonna be kind of exciting actually.
I also have no furniture. other than a bed. My grandmother's furniture in my room now is beautiful. But ancient, massive, and I am scared to actually touch it as to not scratch it.
So I am thinking a matress on the floor and a closet, my t.v. and... a poster. Done. That's my room..
I read this book a long time ago about this kid who refused to have like.. more than 15 personal affects. if he ever bought anything he'd give something else away.
Maybe I'll live like that.
Highly doubtful.
The song my roommate is listening to..it's chorus is literally: Grind it, grind it, grind it, grind it. Baby jump on this elevator...take a shower, take a shower, i'll meet you right back here in a half and hour...hour hour hour.
I bet you this guy got a grammy.