On days when i don't have any work to do, i practically stay at home and do nothing. If u consider looking after my sis when my dad sneaks outta the house, well that's something. Oh, my sister is cute.

ALL is wanna do is NOTHING. I sit on the couch, bury my head in an 800-page story book, and practically die there the whole day.

I don't step out of the house unnecessarily unless i'm hunting for food, out for work or meet my hyperactive-slothy boyfriend. (He's a big irony.) Once i step outta the house, I'll feel nausea or feel the call of my bed. But once i finished tuition and am on my way home, I'm miraculously well again.

I just wana stay at home eat my sandwiches, read my book and rot.