Cinderella?

I think I talked about cleaning. Mostly how I used to hate it and now I don't. How that is one of the biggest ways I knew that I was getting over my depression. Well today my mom asked me to clean our houses three bathrooms. She had no idea what she had just asked me to do. I've gone a bit nuts. I have scrubbed dust out of their grout. I have polished all wood features. I have washed their mirrors. And for my grand finale I will be placing new tea lights in their tea light holders... This is only one bathroom.

I managed to finish the second. But the third, well I left that for tomorrow.

My Life...

I have a headache. I don't like this. I think I now know how Sheldon AND Leonard of the big bang theory feels. I really should be following in the footsteps of my awesome cousin. But seeing as I'm living with the problem in a tiny dorm room and she doesn't know how to stop saying stupid things.

Its gotten to the point that I have stopped caring if she shuts up. I just want her to stop saying stupid things. "Like I will be up til dead spurt. Like I will be dead and blood will be spurting out." Yes those words came out of her mouth. I understand, I really do. I say stupid shit all the time. And it annoys people. "Omg fuck this natural light how do I make it go away... natural light wouldn't be so rude if it didn't make me so washed out." This from a girl who claims everyone else in the world is stupid as fuck...

Also I'm looking at my winter coat and wondering... hmm I wonder if I can let this out a little... Seeing as some how I am a late bloomer and have gained more curves Or maybe I can let it out a lot and add some warmer lining and then have a super warm coat! Because well I'm crazy like that.