Why is it that during the grueling weeks of a school term, I pray for the holidays, yet when they finally arrive, my life inevitably slips into a vicious cycle of futility and unproductiveness?
During the school term, my alarm goes off at 6am and my eyes open as I scan the sensations in my body desperately hoping to feel, maybe a sore throat, a pain in the tummy or hell, even a migraine- just so maybe I would have an excuse to take a day off.
No. Such. Luck. Healthy as a fucking healthy horse.
Then? Holidays FINALLY come around and I don’t set my alarm and but wake up bright-eyed whith a tail way too bushy to enjoy a sleep in.
I can’t remember the last time I slept past 7am.
This? Is deeply upsetting.
And let’s not be silly! Of course I don’t want to mark the pile of year 10 essays that eye me off and induce a deep feeling of guilt every time I walk past the study- I’m not THAT desperate!
Anyway, considering the very fact that my days are spent in complete futility I figured this post would consist of some inane babbling about my currently uneventful life and possibly a rant about Mother Nature’s incessant intent on being a silly, silly whore-bag, which has caused us to be stuck inside with nothing to do, and has, subsequently resulted in me:
A. Becoming a master of the blanket fort- architectural engineering of the blanket is so much more advanced when you’re an adult.
B. Inevitably becoming obsessed with Angry Birds, so much so that I have begun to incorporate modified phrases into my vernacular that have been directly inspired by the game. For example- “Hey Canada, by eating this cookie with one hand and scratching my leg with the other I am killing two pigs with one bird!”
See what I did there?
C. Realising that facebook is fucking boring. Wait. I think I already knew this.
Speaking of boring things: The Canadian cashed in all our frequent flyer points and bought an ugly, fuck-off-big television. I am even refusing to call the thing by its more widely used acronym for fear of instilling a false sense of endearment through nicknames.
On that note I am off to take an IQ test now to settle said anxieties. Ok really I'm just going to eat more cookies and play Angry Birds.
X
Nice to see you back on the list.
I cant sleep in either anymore
Well, Miss thang. It has been a while.
And it's been a while since I've popped round...I think I thought you'd left us for good.
Very pleased to have you back and will now catch up on the posts I've missed.
Much love,
- B x
Cookies sound yum.
And Facebook IS boring. Beyond the hot-guy-stalking, there's nothing more to it. (:
So that is where you have been hiding! Good luck with the studies and I'm certain you will come up with a suitable punishment for The Canadian.
Hugs!
Mynxy- Thank you my dear!
B- NEVER! Thank you for stopping by again x
LDML- Do you have a nickname? LDML is rather un-functional. But agreed. On all counts.
Empress-Any suggestions?? :)
xx
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