seems like I never sleep in.

honestly, I don't. even if I would like to try. I just don't like wasting the day with sleep. however, I do waste the day with meaningless television shows, youtube videos, and laying in bed blogging or tweeting (as I have done today), so I guess I can't expect anything more or less.

I've recently been thinking about my birthday. Nine days and I'm 18. Should I be excited? I guess I am, but as much as the rest of you? No. Aren't birthdays just a reminder of getting older, and isn't being 18 "unfashionable" and whatnot? Being 18 is just a reminder that I'm going to be out of here soon, so that's all I'm looking foward too. That, and, applying everywhere. I need a job desperately. No way I'm going to get enough scholarships to pay for six years of college. I can try, of course, but I don't think I've been trying my hardest. Why must I be a procastinator? Why must I be stubborn and naive. I should have done this stuff a long time ago.