I wake up at 7 a.m. I lay in bed scrolling through Tumblr trying to find inspiration to start my day when I look at the clock and it reads 7: 48. I hear footsteps coming up the stairs, I spring out of bed and quickly grab clothes and pretend that I've been puting them on this whole time. When in all honesty I was just going through Tumblr. I still never found my inspiration to start my day.
I quickly run to the bathroom trying to not trip over my unzipped up jeans. I wash my face, brush my teeth and go downstairs grab my coffee and my bagel. Walk 15 minutes in the freezing cold country that we call Canada. All this to get low key but actually high key judge by people and to get massive amounts of homework that I will probably not do.
Once school is over I lug my homework home. I unlock my two lock door and take off my winter protection that weighs like 20 Zillion pounds. I then throw myself on the couch and turn on that 70's show. which I watch for 4 hours till my mom comes home and makes me dinner. I then look though my homework decide to do a quarter of it. Then I lay back on my bed and scroll through Tumblr. Which I get lost in that dark, deep pit filled with fandoms, iconic Tumblr people, porn, memes and depressing stories that make me rethink my whole life. After that its like 3am and I decide it's time for bed.
Which then I wake up and relive my whole day over again. til the weekend and my day plans change.
