Rosie Girl

Mondays are the worst.

Winter is approaching, so its cold and dark. Doom and gloom. Getting up on a Monday morning is so much more impossible. Bed is so warm and comfy and soft.

Driving home at night, in the pitch black darkness, tired as fuck, is the absolute worst.

Mondays are the absolute worst especially during the winter.

I finally turned 21, this wonderful pivotal life changing moment of your life, well not so glamorous. You go to the bar feel super awesome when they ask for your id and they finally can't turn you down, but then the bartender is a total asshole because not all of your friends are 21, even though none of them are drinking, and make you leave. Best of all my life changing birthday landed on a Monday night, during the Fall Semester, with two morning midterms the following day. 

So my all out black out night was a kinda lame reserved night at a restaurant/bar that wouldn't kick my friends out. In a nutshell, 21 isn't fun until all of your friends are 21 and you don't have college trying to ruin your fun 

Well hallelujah making this post has taken half of my life because tumblr kept freezing, had to force quit safari so many times.

I'm making this blog out of sheer procrastination, I am avoiding my Hamlet essay like the plague, but who knows this could become a much needed creative outlet; time will tell.