August 25th, 2020
It's summer and I'm already stressing about school. What clothes am I going to wear? What shoes? What hairstyle? Jewelry? Nails? Ugh there's so much to stress about. Last year was most definitely not my year and I'm gonna have to up my game this year. "Mom can i use your credit card?" "For what?" she asks. "It's for school." "No. School isn't for a whole month!", she yelled. " Ugh fine".
I go and shut myself in the bathroom and stare at myself in the mirror. I've been called pretty my whole life but damn did quarantine take a toll on me. Dark discoloration was shown on my face for not going out into the sun as much. Heavy bags under my eyes, and my hair all matted and frizzy. AND AM I GROWING A MUSTACHE? Oh hell no. I have to get my shit together. Let's start with personal hygiene. I think I was in depression all Spring and Summer because I remember not getting up at all and when I did it was only ever to eat or use the bathroom. Which kinda meant that my hygiene was that worse than a homeless person. Sadly its the truth but it's never too late to get better. I hop in the shower and turn the faucet straight to hot.
This school year will be my year.
