That damn smile. matt sturniolo

wren

This morning I woke up extremely tired from barely getting any sleep last night. Did I black out? Who knows. I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. I reaked. Like the smell of hot beer after setting in the car for too long. I quickly showered and threw on a pair of purple cargo pants and a dark grey t-shirt.
I'm skipping breakfast today. Breakfast is my least favorite meal. I mean who gets that hungry as soon as they wake up?? Dylan was on the couch eating a big bowl of captain crunch and watching criminal minds. She has a major crush on JJ. I don't blame her she is pretty hot.
"Hey, i'm heading to the park before work. Maybe we can go get dinner tonight?" I grabbed my keys and slipped on my black converse without tying them. #fashionstatement. "Yeah sounds cool! Text me later" She replied shoving a massive spoonful of cereal into her mouth. "you're a dork." i laughed. closing the apartment door behind me. I got to the park and found a nice shady spot under a tree. I laid down my brown minky dot blanket that i got from goodwill and grabbed my book. "The Notebook" by Nicholas Sparks. I love to read. Almost as much as i love music. They're my two favorite things. I'm not much of a people person to be honest.
It's now 11:00 am and my shift starts at 1. I work part time at a tattoo shop downtown. I've always thought tattoos were really cool and a way to kind of show peoples personalities from the outside. My mother has always said they were tacky. I think they're intriguing. I run home really quick to make a sandwich and change before work. Dylan isn't here i'm sure she went out with Lana. Lana is her girlfriend. This bread is moldy. sigh. Instead of the sandwich i had intended on eating i grab a banana. Hopefully i'll get something filling for dinner.