Today was rough. I need to get into the Christmas spirit.
SO…
I ordered some pizza and I’m getting laundry together and I WILL FINISH MY SECOND CHAPTER OF MY STORY.
If it kills me.
Today was rough. I need to get into the Christmas spirit.
SO…
I ordered some pizza and I’m getting laundry together and I WILL FINISH MY SECOND CHAPTER OF MY STORY.
If it kills me.
I really wanted to write chapter two of my Robron Fanfiction but I can’t get into the mood. I really wanted to post my second chapter tonight:
This weekend is full blown whiplash. I’m going to a funeral Saturday and then Sunday I’m seeing the Rockettes with my mom in NYC (tea at Bergdorfs too).

Current Mood.
I was doing so well with my chores but then I stopped and went onto the internet after ironing my clothes for tomorrow.
SIGH.
*STUPID AMANDA*

I really need to clean and do laundry. Clean my face. Do a mask. Figure out why I’m tired all the time…
What have I done today?
I got my laundry together and outside my room. I bought lots of tights from Torrid. I sat on Twitter having a mini panic attack as I read the news.
I NEED TO BREAK THIS CYCLE AND GET THINGS DONE.
SOON.
*gets distracted reading fanfiction….*
The whole work thing is getting in the way of my Robron fangirling. Not cool work. Not cool at all. 😉
*I hope Friday is calm because I will be a lost cause while I watch for updates on my phone of the wedding in real time*
I’m scared I’m becoming dead inside. I read something upsetting in the news and instead of getting angry today…I just sighed and moved on thinking about a story I wanted to write.
I might be in the starting stages of ‘dead inside’ syndrome, and the last vestiges of emotion might be flaming out inside of me as I write this. I don’t like it at all.
I think I feel more for fictional stories than I do real life.
That’s not creepy at all. *read that in a sarcastic tone please*
Anyone else?
I’m sad and I don’t know why.
Scares me.
I’m all anxious today and I don’t know why.
I haven’t had any food yet today (still not hungry). Maybe that is it. I need a snack and then I’ll be better.
Right. Right?
Update: I know why I’m getting anxious. Negativity. Time to put that tag back on the block.
I’m all anxious today and I don’t know why.
I haven’t had any food yet today (still not hungry). Maybe that is it. I need a snack and then I’ll be better.
Right. Right?