I don't know what's gotten into me nowadays, I am trying to follow a healthy lifestyle. I feel extra conscious about sleeping proper 6 hours at night, just to get rid of my dark circles. And I've gone ever so dramatic over cleansing and moisturizing my skin...If you'd searched my web history, you'd find a bunch of stuffs about lotion reviews.And yesterday, my mom got so crazy over me because I bathed around an hour in shivering cold.And now I have a tendency of cleansing and moisturizing my face every half an hour. okay this has gone too far. I should probably stop.
I guess I'm up for a change. This year has started so fast, as to me, I didn't see it coming. Nothing really feels anew. To bring out the new year spirit, I have decided to go for a change. Change of my routine, lifestyle, music taste and read more books than I usually read. I think a change is all I need right now. Because I went through some really chaotic situation past few weeks, I need a sober up.
Everyday is a strike now. No one literally cares about life-risk. I have model-tests every day, and I've to sacrifice my peaceful morning sleep and in a daily basis. Do you have any idea how hard it is to get up from bed these days? It seems like I am glued to bed, super-glued and nobody could ever free me from it.But that I have tests to give and my parents won't be much happy about me bunking tests before HSC, neither am I so I have to get up anyway. You don't have any idea how torturous it gets. I yawn like every half an hour the day, and at night I sleep like a pig. And in the afternoon I feel like going for a beauty sleep but these days I am extra conscious about not sleeping in wet hair.So this is my life right now.
Oh and have you already reached a conclusion on the fact that I'd stopped confessing about my McDreamy? Then you should probably rethink it because I've got one. And I don't blame you, I too had thought it was over, I'd gone numb about him. But today when I saw him in a hoodie and jeans, I kind of fell in reverse.Like all those feelings stroke back again, I still get flattered, jealous, confused and extremely shy when he's around.Let's not dig deep. I'm not in the mood for talking feelings that I had buried ages ago.
He didn't look his age today, at all. He looked as if he were a teenage boy. And his jeans fit him well. I absolutely fell in love with the hoodie he was wearing. *Typically me*. He was actually looking kinda cute. I never knew the word "cute" could really go with his looks,until today.
No wonder why I am writing an essay-like blog post, I actually missed blogging. Everyday I have to study for tests, so I don't get much time to type all up. I have stat and accounting tomorrow, I should probably get going. I didn't study all day. *Typically me*.
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