It's okay to be okay with being okay.

I should really be sleeping.

But I'm really excited because... 

1. I'm putting my two weeks notice in tomorrow

2. it's August! Only 23 more days until I'm back in Adrian. I couldn't be more stoked.

It's also really difficult to sleep without a door. I'm still in the midst of painting the chaos known as my bedroom. 

I've begun packing for Adrian already. I hope most of August flies by like July did.

I wasted $96 on the American Apparel website. I have a problem with wanting to buy everything that looks comfy or cute.

I read through some old "diary" entries from a couple years ago. I am certainly not gifted with with a paper and pen, but jeeze was it depressing. I threw most of the pages away, except for strange dreams... like Pete Wentz dreams.... bahahhaha! If anyone read those, I'd be mortified.

"Sleepless in Seattle, and pretty much everywhere else."

Sometimes I wish I was still in high school so my immaturity would be excusable.

I've noticed that all my sentences being with "I"

Summer celebration is so loud I can hear it from my house. I'm glad I'm not there.

Went shopping today after church. I bought the cutest dress but paid too much for it, even on sale. I'm succhhh a cheap ass. 

I hadn't been to church in like... two months. I've missed it a little. 

I burned my arm the other day at work. There will be an ugly scar. This makes me extremely sad.

I'm preparing to strip the wallpaper in my room and repaint it. I couldn't be more thrilled. 

I wish toilet seats were more comfortable.