An Outlet

13 May, 2017.

I woke up at 12 today. 12. My sleep is getting out of hand.

But I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep for that long any more cause my dad gave me an ultimatum.

Guess I'll just have to wake up anyhow by 9:30.

You know I tried thinking about using excercise as a tactic to get up early? As in I know that I need to get back in shape. I have been needing that since the last four years. So I tried using that as a incentive to wake up at 7:30 but nah, that didn't work.

Having said that, I really need to figure out my exercise schedule cause lord knows I need to get that done.

While we're on that topic, let's talk about a few other stuff that I need to figure out as soon as possible that my procrastinating self isn't allowing me to.

My driving classes. Everyone is worried that my learners license will expire before I fully learn how to drive. Next, I have to decide which week do I want to choose to work on my college practicum which involves shadowing (lowkey stalking) an entrepreneur for a week.

Then I have a few social plans to think about. When am I going to stay at my cousins' house, when am I meeting Pamela. Vanessa called me up a few days so I have to plan something with her. I need to meet Mia, Nova and plan something for Marissa's birthday which is on the 18th. I have to go for a movie with Alex, I have to go meet with an old school friend and old classes friend. Too many decisions to make.

Since I couldn't make those decisions, I didn't do anything for my parents' anniversary as well. I'm such a bad kid.

Anyways, I got one thing sorted. I met Mia. Mia stays literally 5 minutes away from mine and she was free and I desperately wanted to meet her so I did. And I'm so glad I did. I went to her house at about 3. We spoke about my social life, her social life, had a small but scary discussion about our career and life after college and it just felt good. I feel good after talking to Mia. Partly because I'm one of the few people she opens up to.

The thing about Mia is that she has major trust issues. Her early school life has made her like this and there's nothing wrong with it. She doesn't give a fuck about strangers and she won't be the one to initiate a conversation (same like me). She knows better than to get too attached to somebody and she has a kind of meloncholic world view (which I absolutely love). This is why she'll handle people and comfort them in their time of need but never tell them any i
of her secrets or feelings. She shares her feelings only with 3-4 people in this world. And that makes me feel very special.

I don't consider a lot of people as my best friends. I don't like throwing that word around to every person I get close to. Doing that destorys the meaning of the word. But I do consider Mia as my best friend. I've never told her that but I might in the near future, if this talk ever comes up. I absolutely adore and respect her.

At night, we were supposed to go for dinner but mom and dad had this huge fight. Even though I'm kind of used to their fights now, I obviously don't like it when they do. It repels me from the word 'marriage' and the baggage that comes with it.

After some more serious drama, we sent to eat at a restaurant we've never been to before. The food was nice. I had Alex to keep me company so I could ignore the cold war.

We're back home and Mom and Dad are talking again so everything's going fine now.

My only focus now is to wake up by 9:30 tomorrow.