It's Party Time...?

So, my father is in California and my mother is in New York.

What does this mean?

I am home alone.



When is the huge party I am planning on throwing, you may be asking yourself?

Well, not tonight, because I have been otherwise occupied.

Let tell you about my thrilling day...

I spent the morning on the road. I (naturally) got lost multiple times on my way home. In fact, I had to pay the toll twice before figuring out how the heck to get back to my house. It felt like every time I got lost, I would magically appear in front of another toll booth (since technically, I stopped by four of them-- two times to get the tickets and two times to pay money.) By the end of this escapade, I was running very low on cash and found myself asking the elderly man at the booth if I was going to end up at any more of these because I basically had no money left and if I kept on getting lost I would not be able to pay the toll anymore...

[Again, please note that both of my parents are out of the state and would not have been able to help me had I been stranded alone at some toll booth in the middle of nowhere.]



So, okay, I survived and eventually made it home.

How did I spend the rest of the day, you may be wondering?

WASTING MY LIFE AWAY.

Tumblr, Facebook, Youtube...


[SO BORED.]



As of late, I have been eating chocolate Tootsie Roll Pops, drinking soda, unsuccessfully attempting to take pictures with my cats, and have decided to see what this whole Shark Week thing is about.






Maybe I should just go to bed...