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| I'm watching Heathers, which I have already seen a few times, and it's just as 80's as it ever was. I'm glad I never went through my teenage years then. I don't know if I could handle the 'dresscode'...all the shoulder pads, and heels, poufy this...skirts that. Not to even mention getting into the slang "fuck me gently with a chainsaw," I'm sure I'll look back on the 90's when I'm older and think the same things. Like, WTF (What the fuck) was I thinking. Like the point in time where I thought long t-shirts and black tights with flourescent specks were cool. | |
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I felt very lazy today, I'm taking after will. I should be trying to do some homework or a few of my assignments but, there's just this urge to be lazy. I slept in until about 2pm after waking up many times, at 9 - when my alarm went off - 10:30...12....and finally crawled out of bed at 2. It's even more tempting to lie in when no one is at home, there isn't anyone yelling at me for being lazy, or for being useless, or for not helping around the house. I really cannot wait until I move out in August/September. In August/September I will be packing up and moving to either Guelph or Waterloo. I know I'm only going to university and I'll still technically be dependent on my parents for everything but, I won't be living under their roof. I'll be living on my own, surely I'll miss them because I love them. After all my complaining and bitching and whining about them I still do love them to the best of capability. Hopefully they understand that, I don't want them thinking that I don't appreciate them because I really do. Without them I wouldnt be anything, wthout their support I wouldnt be as I am...they are a part of me... |