Writing keeps me sane if only to sort the crazy in my head. I guess this blog is my long, black leather couch of sorts, except without the loose change between the cracks and $200 shrink bill.
Today was an odd day. Sleeping in. Swimming in the afternoon. Out in the sun. No textbooks to be seen. Me and my sunblock. I avoid hot, hot weather because I turn into a sweaty, whiny baby. I'd rather study in my little backyard or at a library desk under AC. You'd think I was born in Quebec. But swimming? This season makes me regret winter pounds and too many drinks. I have a new swimsuit but God, pasta is not your sodding friend. Ever. No chance laying out in peace and quiet with every family in a 50 mile radius showing up to swim. You get the picture.
It took 2 hours getting this blog set up and need to sleep now. Swimming makes me tired.
Ciao xx
Today was an odd day. Sleeping in. Swimming in the afternoon. Out in the sun. No textbooks to be seen. Me and my sunblock. I avoid hot, hot weather because I turn into a sweaty, whiny baby. I'd rather study in my little backyard or at a library desk under AC. You'd think I was born in Quebec. But swimming? This season makes me regret winter pounds and too many drinks. I have a new swimsuit but God, pasta is not your sodding friend. Ever. No chance laying out in peace and quiet with every family in a 50 mile radius showing up to swim. You get the picture.
It took 2 hours getting this blog set up and need to sleep now. Swimming makes me tired.
Ciao xx