So I'm not going to work today. I ate microwave popcorn for lunch because I didn't want to cook and I have only done one load of laundry. Yep...I'm a genuine slacker. I have no idea how everything I own is going to end up packed and in the attic with the exception of the duffel bag I'm packing for summer, my guitar and my laptop. I don't want to pack by myself. Or do laundry for that matter. Laundry irritates me. I wonder how much time I'll spend in my life on laundry. That makes me sick...I could be doing something creative with all of this time. Although I would smell....ok so maybe laundry isn't so bad. I'm tempted to just leave everything but my clothes upstairs next year. I know that isn't logical but then I won't have to play the packing/how do I keep my room clean game.
BTW....my dad gets promoted on Monday. He will then be Chief Warrant Officer Two Bynum. Wow...I've been in college for two years. Anyway, my mom irritated me because she had a biopsy on Monday for her left breast and just didn't tell me that they were going to do it. How do you just not mention that to me? If I wasn't already feeling forgotten by my family that omission would have spawned it. *sighs defeatedly* I don't want to be forgotten. I wish there was some way I could have been supportive.
BTW....my dad gets promoted on Monday. He will then be Chief Warrant Officer Two Bynum. Wow...I've been in college for two years. Anyway, my mom irritated me because she had a biopsy on Monday for her left breast and just didn't tell me that they were going to do it. How do you just not mention that to me? If I wasn't already feeling forgotten by my family that omission would have spawned it. *sighs defeatedly* I don't want to be forgotten. I wish there was some way I could have been supportive.