I've been a bit more busy than usual lately. I've actually been leaving my house to go out and do more things with my friends. It's exciting because I'm not really used to being in a different place every day, or having to get ready to go out somewhere very often
So that has been... nice. Also tiring, but then again quite literally anything tires me out.
Which isn't ideal, however that's not what I want to focus on, because let's just ignore the fact that I require like 10 hours of sleep to be able to make it through just a single day without being either cranky as hell, or taking a nap, or both. Let's pretend that that doesn't happen. Me? Not being able to function like a person my age should be able to?
Never. I don't even know where anybody would get that idea from.
Anyways, enough about that. Realistically, nobody cares, and I'm just rambling to an empty void right now, whatever that means, like normal people do, right?
(T/W - Body-shaming)
You know, I was on a bit of a high recently, just feeling myself, being happy, enjoying the summer, when my own mother decided that she hadn't said anything mean about my body for too long of a time, and that it was due time. That one was fun. It reminded me of how much I usually struggle with loving my body, right when I was starting to accept it. As you can probably tell, my mother has wonderful timing. I clearly needed to be brought back down to Earth and be humbled. Thanks mom, I love you too.
On a completely other note, last week I witnessed my car almost being stolen.
Now that one was a mess that I probably won't be writing much about, because I'd rather not think about it too much. It was scary in the moment, however now when I reflect on the incident I realize that I made a few mistakes throughout the event that I should've never made. But ah well, you live, you learn.
My car is fine by the way, and physically so am I. Mentally? Yeah I'm not answering that one.
Well, now that I've complained about my life for almost 400 words, I think that it's about time to wrap this entry up. And I'll wrap it up on a bit of a brighter note.
And that brighter note will be that at least the weather has been nice where I live lately.
At least there's that, and at least there's still dark chocolate in my kitchen.
So, I guess that it's not as bad as it could be.
-Roses
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