Today is a day to wear a toque instead of showering, and to wear last night's eyeliner without care, and to put on an oversized hoodie from a summer camp you used to work at (which may or may not be clean, come to think of it), and to sleep in your car between classes at school, and to make your family members take you out for a pity-lunch because you feel broke and tired and unfamiliar.
That's what I said to myself this morning when I looked in the mirror. I looked like sleep. I still do. I don't care.
People are yelling in the library again, so writing two pieces of short fiction for an assignment is out of the question. Useless blogging is the only thing one can accomplish in a noisy library. It's easier because nothing is expected of me. I like having nothing expected of me; it's refreshing.
Tonight I will start to think about the enormous essay I have due on Tuesday. Until then, I will just wear ugly clothes, go for lunch with my mom, listen to an audio book in the car to prevent road rage, go home and take a nap. Maybe I could watch re-runs of sitcoms on TBS like I used to when I had nothing to do and no one to see. Maybe I could pretend I haven't anything to do in the world, and just watch four back-to-back episodes of Seinfeld on the couch with a bag of chips and a cup of tea.
Friday, October 5, 2007
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