disclaimer: the title to this post has nothing to do with anything, except it was a great dance. sytycd.
The past two weeks I have felt like that kid on the left. It's been go go go every day.
Which is bad and I hate it and I hope it won't happen again. But really, that is legitimately what I wished for every night when I saw that first star. Well, at least that is what I would have wished for if I had found enough time to go outside ever. "l wish this week would leave now and never return."
Apparently my wish came true (there is always hope) and I, my friends, am sitting on the good side of a busy week-the end of it. This weekend I plan to do nothing, not one single thing. I will lay in bed and play that game where you try to not even breathe so that your little sister thinks you aren't in the room. I will do that for at least 15 minutes and then I may probably most likely get sick of doing nothing and I will do some things. But nothing productive. I am going to read The Help (anyone read it already?), watch Gilmore Girls and drink the Cafe Rio salad dressing my used-to-be-roommate gifted to me.
Oh and I'm not kidding about the drinking part.
I intend to feel, for the first time in weeks, completely satisfied, aka no stress.
I will be more like that girl on the right.
Because who doesn't love it when the sun shines too bright and you have to make a squinty face?
2 comments:
i want to do nothing with you!
that last line could quite possibly be the best thing i've read all week. and i've been reading good things. so...compliment.
and i'm mad annie didn't give any dressing to me.
Post a Comment