09.30.02-6:22 a.m.>

so the days of sleeping till people call to yell at me to not be sleeping anymore, and the days of not leaving the house because I dont feel like it, which was ohhhhh about 35% of my summer, are clearly over.

The days of 100% cartoons and pajamas, and pinkened faces and unbrushed hair, of chocolate milk, and blankets, and bare feet are over.

My body is mourning the loss.

Oh sweet former state of slack, you brought such sinful bliss to my body during the humid summer days when all I could manage to do was stare at my ceiling and smile blankly.

Yes Im lazy, you mustve missed the memo.