Boring Tuesday

Something I've realized about myself is that I like to start projects but I never find the time to complete them. Or the motivation.

Picture Challenge: 10 pictures per day every day (DAY 1)

Nanowrimo so far

Big boobs manga

Get manga-fied!
Yes, that's me and my bf.
Yes, he looks quite short.
Yes, my manga-self has big boobs.
I had no choice.

Garfield hates Mondays...so do I

The song "Abracadabra" is playing and I'm thinking of you. But it's actually the original version and not the Sugar Ray. So I'm settled in the new appartment. I can't take a picture because I don't have a camera yet. And the camera I have my eye on is Essspensssive. I still haven't got my bed yet, but I will get it in 3 days. Obviously, a very tall guy will help me set it up. Work is becoming more stressful and I'm not happy about that. School is also a bit stressful. Essays are getting rougher to write. I just really don't care for essays anymore. Anyhoot, that's the life of a student. I have a new baby now : an iRobot Roomba Discovery Vacuum. It's amazing. I've named it Aschwin "médaillé d'argent" the Winner. I said loudly before to my bf that my first kid, I was going to name it Aschwin. Obviously, he looked at me as if I was crazy. But then he said, "okay, I name the 2nd kid."

I am the most heartbroken person right now and I feel so completely alone.

Oops

I reallllly neglected this post. It's been crazy around Montreal. Helping people paint. Helping people move. All this packing and unpacking has inspired me to clean my room. Or cleanse it, is more like it. I started by throwing out all my highschool/CEGEP/university notes. I kept the marked papers and stuff. I even found one funny story I wrote in high school that I'll re-edit. And then came the box of diaries. I never realized I had wrote so many diaries. I still do. And they still sort of sound the same. It's really kind of sad. Anyhoot, I was thinking of maybe rewriting all my most embarrassing stories that I can recall and write a short coming-of-age story. I also found the box of pictures. It gave me the same cringing effect, but I still laugh. Those were still the good days of innocence.