it’s so damn boring. i feel restless all the time. i used to be content to stay at home but now i’m wishing for, well, a life. it’s nice being able to go out with my friend and his friends every once in a while. the rest of the time i feel very edgy. well, except when i’m out of the house and on the move. it’s very frustrating. i hardly ever want to be at home anymore. not even to be on the internet.
i finally read confessions of an ugly stepsister and really enjoyed it. entertaining fanfiction on an already decent story? that’s right up my alley. it wasn’t quite as bloody as the original cinderella but, eh, that’s all right. i really liked that they didn’t make the girl representing cinderella perfect, made it more believable. much less annoying. i like fairy tales and had a big book of them in their original forms as a girl. it did get annoying with the perfect princes and princesses at times.
i’ve been smoking a hookah with my brother. it’s pretty relaxing though i worry a bit about lung cancer. not that i smoke it daily. we’ve tried coffee flavor and strawberry flavor.
