Hi guys. So brianna’s going to be inactive up until her graduation but she’ll be back this coming summer. :)
New Year’s Eve
This is how I spent the last day of December. I wanted to do something extraordinary; something I would be proud of remembering, or just something different to make it a teeny-tiny bit more special than the other days. But, I tried, really. I ended up doing nothing special. I spent it like the other days of my vacation.
So, I woke up late and had my breakfast; juice and banana cake with cinnamon frosting. I’m the only one who likes eating cinnamon in our family, and I love cinnamon; it’s one of my favorite things in this world, so for me that’s the best advantage of wanting something nobody wants—you have it all to yourself all the time.
I decided to write for a while. Not new for me, since if I’m not eating or sleeping or reading, I’m watching New Girl while writing something.
After then I got tired; actually, I was still tired when I woke up. I didn’t get enough sleep since I slept late. So I decided to take a nap.
And in the middle of that peaceful nap, my brother decided to call. My ringtone blasted, therefore breaking that peace, and I lost the dream that I was in. Great timing, brother. He just called because he was going to buy a shirt and a cardigan in the mall. I told him okay, and he cursed teasingly with my pathetic reply—I was sleepy, really, so I was really in no mood to talk—and he just hung up with a loud laugh. After then I decided to go back to sleep, until this time, he banged hard repeatedly on my door, saying that I should open it. With a wide grin, he handed me a book. My sleepy eyes instantly felt fine. What a sweet thing to wake up to.
And the messages, of course that was sweet too. It was so cute. I woke up with somebody’s messages on my phone. I told him immediately that I was still alive since he could get really worried about me.
By then it was 4, and I screwed my original plan of taking a shower at around 3, so I just drank some juice, and went to my spot and read the new book I bought the other day, with Ed Sheeran’s album playing the whole time.
I went home after that, did our Economics homework—which just shows how lazy I am since I should’ve done it earlier in my vacation—and now I’m in our car, feeling a bit dizzy while I’m typing this. When I get home I’m planning to go write outside. Maybe the stars or lamp posts will juice out something from my brain that’s worth reading.