I got up this morning, feeling kinda bummed, and got dressed, washed my face, went downstairs, all that jazz. I went outside and spontaneously decided to walk around the neighborhood, in my bare feet. That was fun but I started sweating and wishing I hadn't worn my Vocaloid shirt. I also went into mud whenever I could because my feet got really sore and the mud felt nice.
When I was close to home I started wondering if my family would be looking for me since I didn't have my phone and hadn't told anyone I was going out. I imagined them being nervous and saying "if she doesn't show up in an hour, we should be worried."
Turns out the only thing they were looking for when I walked in the door was the key I had in my bag upstairs.
Pffff.
So then I swam for like five minutes then got bored and sat on the driveway and ate a watermelon juice ice pop thing before actually going in and finally eating breakfast.
Then I came up and got on the computer and I've been watching TED videos but that won't last much longer cuz I'm going to shower and then go do something productive. Like drawing or something.
My feet hurt. c:
I like knee socks. This blog has nothing to do with knee socks, except when it does. This was mangapasta from 2009-2013. It's been archived now... sorta?
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