just be happy

screw the 30 day challenge *part 2*

OKAY IM BACK AND IM CONTINUING THIS SHIT

Day Eleven:

Put your music on shuffle and write ten songs that come up.

Okay, so I'm just going to pick one of my playlists on spotify and do that. The playlist that I'm in right now is called 'GRØUND ZERØ'. Don't go looking for it.

1.)WTF

2.) Parents

3.) Teenagers

4.)Burn The House Down

5.) Explode

6.) Legends Never Die

7.) Queens Speech 5

8.) Hollaback Girl

9.)Training Wheels

10.)Sarcasm

Day Twelve:

Bullet your whole day.

My Day (August 7th, 2019)

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•go to bed at 1:30 a.m.

•wake up from alarm at 8:00 a.m.

•tell siri to turn off all alarms

•go back to sleep

•wake up to cat clawing skin out at 12:47 p.m.

•get up and take pills

•yell at dogs

•let mom inside house

•eat mom's leftover chick-fil-a fries

•go back to bed and watch youtube on ipad

•plans mom's birthday gift 

•goes back to wasting time on the internet

•eat

Day Thirteen:

Somewhere you'd like to move and/or visit.

So, as you may know, I have always wanted o move to London. It's a dream of mine that I can only hope will come true in the future. As for visit, I've also always wanted to travel the world. I want to go to Japan, Italy, Greece, Ireland, Mexico, New York, California, Canada, and literally everywhere. I want to travel! The world is so big, so why not explore it? I think that my dream for the future is exploring the world with a small group of extremely close friends.

Day Fourteen:

Your earliest memory?

Oh gosh.. What IS my earliest memory..? Give me a second.. So, I don't know if this is my EARLIEST memory, but it is one that I can remember very clearly from when I was, like, three years old or something. 

I remember sitting on this bench on the front porch of my grandparents house. I was bundled up in this puffy, pink jacket and an extremely itchy purple scarf. I was still going through my girly phase, okay! Don't come for me! (I grew out of that phase REAL quick!) Anyways, this bench was actually a porch swing. If you don't know what that is, it is basically a bench without legs that is attached to the ceiling. On their porch, they had a rocking chair next to the swing. My grandpa was sitting in the rocking chair while playing a harmonica. He is so funny and quirky and weird, and I love that about him so much! The easiest way that anyone in my family can describe him is the better human version of Mater from Cars. I thought that him playing that harmonica was the coolest thing in this world. We were always really close to each other. He let me try playing it too, but I failed miserably. Despite my horrid playing, all my grandpa did was smile at me and laugh. I was the type of kid that never got mad. The only reason that I even have the ABILITY to get angry now is because of my ADHD medication. When I don't take it, I physically cannot get angry. I started laughing with him. Right now, I have to drive seven hours just to go visit him! I miss him so much, so I can't wait until we go visit again!