i just realized

that I don't take myself seriously at all.

I spend more time doing my make-up, picking an outfit, and brushing my hair and teeth than I do on homework.

I honestly probably will never actually be a writer. I was raised in a suburb with a loving family, what do I have to write about? and I love it this way. I wouldn't trade an interesting life for mine.


oh and my job cut my hours and I have to pay rent (only 150 a month) because my room is too dirty.

and I really don't take myself seriously.