Oh how lovely those 'nothing days' are.
I like that. 'Nothing days'. It perfectly describes my activity on a supposedly natural day. A day of constant munching: endless yoghurts, leftovers, apples. A sleep-socks day. A 'let's muse over the TV' day. A day of sleeping until 11. Those are the good days; the days of comfort. Laziness? Maybe. But, I tell you, comfort is one of the many continuous joys of life; and sometimes all we need.
Howdy!
I have just recently recovered from my crazy birthday weekend. I scheduled a tummy bug perfectly to hit me on the big day which gave the whole idea of stuffing cake into my face a very darkly-humorous twist. I meant to write this post many moons ago, alas, the dreaded beasts that appear in the form of homework had begun heaping on my desk. I am writing it now before the memories fade, and thus, without further ado, I shall get crack-a-lacking onwards!
Greetings,
Today I woke up and decided that there was only two options for my day: pyjamas and a bunny rabbit. I feel like spring is teasing us. There, the sun is out and life is good - until the rain starts, five minutes later. It's making me sad.
Despite springs indecisive mood swings, my bunny makes me happy again.
The days of late have been jam-packed with reading, watching and venturing and I feel in need of a well-deserved, much-needed break. I've been up to my eyeballs in homework and it is not doing good things for my mind. I happen to have red eyes, cold feet, hair in need of a desperate wash, and a bad breath; and as a culmination of these disturbances: I am now feeling sorry for myself and singing the blues.
Howdy!
Bit of a personal one today. Get ready for all the feels and fuzzies 'cos this ones gonna be one of those! I'm in that mood.
Howdy fella's,
Today's been a flippin' good day!
(Flippin'. Geddit? Pancakes?)
Oh, I do make myself titter. Stop it. I need to control myself, sorry.
.jpeg)
