✍ CURRENTLY WRITING FROM: SAN DIEGO, CALIFORNIA
My hair actually looked this way when I woke up this morning. I took this is a beautiful sign and proceeded to make myself presentable in the best possible attitude.
Yesterday… was… my last day of school! Well, as a junior, anyway.
Today, I woke up and the first thing I noticed was that one of my socks had disappeared into my sheets. I swung my leg around (or, as much swinging a leg can do underneath heaps of soft pillows) to try to feel/find it. A window was open, and a bird’s chirping was distracting me. I had opened it at one o’clock in the morning, I remember, because I couldn’t fall asleep.
I walked over to the window to close it, since my room was getting cold, and noticed a bee. Just sitting there. Pretending like it helped set up that window there. Hmm. I scrambled to find my stash of toothpicks (which I use to lit candles whose wicks are too far into a jar for my lighter to reach) and tried to poke at it, but the trooper stayed. Also, I felt bad.
I noticed the state of my hair as I walked past my mirror and am embarrassed to admit I smiled at myself for about fifteen whole seconds. Then I remembered I had braces and cut that out.
I also remembered that I had to take my SAT’s. Then my hair didn’t make me feel as fancy as it once had. It was a relief, though—last night I realized that school wasn’t over until I had finally taken my SAT’s. Good news, though! My hair worked. I think they went… well. I was a bit uncomfortable to see so many people from my school, there, though.
After my test, I bought series three of Doctor Who. And I watched it all. In one day. (Can you believe I used to hate Martha?)
Phew. It still feels like I’m going back to school on Monday. I’m a senior or something, apparently.
Also, yesterday, after I came home from school (see?! It’s so natural!) I made a video! And I… felt strange. But excited! Because I’m actually somewhat proud of it! I really wanted to go to the park, or to the pool (typical things that teenagers do in summer movies, so I wanted to do it!), or do something summer-esque to celebrate my seniorhood… but I couldn’t do things.
So I stayed home and did things over and over in front of a camera.