i've been sitting at home all day

i'm amazed at my unbored-edness. i'm just sitting at home, listening to music, not being entertained in any other way. this is nice. real nice.

i feel guilty for not taking the initiative to see hen, but i can't help it. not having to do anything, just thinking about the day ahead of me; knowing that i don't have to do anything, outweighs driving 60 miles to watch hen grade papers while i watch tv and pretend to not be bored. i can pick my nose then my ass when i'm alone. can't do that at other people's homes, where would my manners be?

i finished moving the rest of my mom's room, big weight lifted off my chest. one less thing to worry about and one less thing to do. not a care in the world.

i feel this euphoric situation i've trapped myself in will turn into a rough transistion when school starts...*shudder*- i must learn to forbid myself to let that thought cross my mind while on this holly break. all hail the break god.

slept at five again last night. woke up at seven this morning. i guess when you're on break, you need sleep even less. is it possible that i'm stressed out about break? i think i've reached new levels of psychoses.