If you're lonely, why would you say you're not lonely?

But I really don't want to keep doing homework. :(

Isn't the semester over yet?

I'm sitting on my couch wearing my flounciest dress, because sometimes, I like to feel pretty. Well, I like to feel pretty ALL the time, but it just doesn't work out that way for the most part.

I'm reading about Mars, and I feel exceptionally bored.

I'm still working on this whole "acting like a grown up" thing. Some things are harder than others. For instance, I've been working on using actual quality (read: more expensive than drug store stuff) make-up. It's been a slow replacement process, and the last thing I bought was a tube of 25 dollar mascara (which, honestly, was the best make-up purchase of my life thus far. This shit is INCREDIBLE, and my eyes look like god damn miracles. This is legitimately the kind of difference that mascara makes. My eyelashes are already pretty long, and fairly nice, so with They're Real, they really do look fake. And I love it). I still have to replace my primer, foundation, concealer, and powder, but that's going to take ages. I'm working on it. I started budgeting at the beginning of the year, which, apart from one huge thing, has gone fucking swimmingly. I've begun to try...for the most part...to act my age, as well. Which includes not being so outrageous. I wouldn't say I've stopped being myself altogether, just that I've learned here it's appropriate to not exercise restraint, and where I should actually act like a classy, classy lady. I'm getting better. I don't know what snapped me into this. Well, that's not true. I do know. But it doesn't matter.

Ugh. Ok. Back to this ridiculous fucking grind.