I genuinely hope all this has made you feel better about your life and how productive you are. Think of all the stuff you got done today and bask in that pool of glory. If not, I hope you feel equally as lazy and I send an internet high-five your way. Oh, it didn't reach you? That's because I didn't actually send one because I'm too lazy.
Re-vamp of life starts tomorrow. I read something earlier this month about how to put things into perspective and so I've begun a Gratitude Journal (ooooooOoooHhhh) into which I write down all small and great things I'm grateful for. After only filling half a page, I can tell you oh lovely reader that it is working. It also helps that my journal is covered in really cool pink and grey flowers that just make me wanna head out to charity shops and find some really cool retro shirts and wear them all over myself. Like a human shirt. The epitome of GROOVE
|Need this as a background to my life|
Apparently according to a fab friend, the place where I live is especially good for charity shop-shopping and so am quite appalled that venturing to these shops hasn't occurred yet. Then I recall that I am in fact a student and lack disposable income. Drat.
These past two weeks have been beyond a pile of poop
but the determination to get back on track is real, and that starts with kicking le Butt de la Work. In order to do this, everyone must kick le Butt de la Sleep and this is why I bid you farewell and slip away into the depths of this cold February night. Bonne nuit.