Guess what time it is…? IT’S SCATTER BRAIN TIME — the time where Yuka talks about nonsense until she no longer has anything to say. So, let’s begin!
I leave for a road trip down to Nashville in less than a week, and I couldn’t be more excited. Everything is booked and planned down to the day. Very Type A of me. I know…but I can’t help it. People wonder why I’m not scared to travel alone, and the truth is, I was never scared until a little birdie (aka a friend) told me I should be. How rude of her to even say I should be scared. I live in a world of delusion, meaning if I plan it, then everything has to go right. No negative thoughts — and almost everything does go right. Nine out of ten times, when it’s supposed to rain, I plan a hike anyway and end up getting so lucky with the weather… the freaking sun is shining. If you don’t believe me, you can ask my friend who hiked with me this past weekend. The forecast kept saying RAIN RAIN RAIN, but at the top, all we could see was sunshine, baby.
Also, the semester is over — meaning I have no schoolwork left to worry about. It also means I no longer have to be a teaching assistant. Praise the Lord, because I have never been more over a job. To be perfectly frank, being a TA for a lab was too much responsibility. It took away my weekend, which means it took away my freedom. That’s a big no-go in my book. If I cannot be free, then I shall be sad… and why would you want me to be sad?
But you know what doesn’t make me sad? The fact that my hair, after three years, is finally back to being long, thick, and black. I never thought this day would come after I fried it off leaving toner on for too long when my hair came out orange. I wept and wept for weeks as my hair just kept falling out. Just kidding — I never cried. But I definitely felt ugly for a little bit. Now that my hair is healthy, it makes me want to go blonde again… I was so hot as a blonde. #conceited Nonetheless, I won’t risk my hair health for looks ever again.
Wanna know my biggest problem with working with old people? The fact that they like to keep their house hotter than freaking Hades. I walked into work tonight and the house was at 78 degrees. That could make a bitch melt. I get hot just sitting in a chair — and in the North, it’s even worse because they don’t have AC, meaning I’m just sitting in hot stale air. Just thinking about it makes my skin itch…
Anyway, I’m all out of thoughts now! Make sure to subscribe by putting in your email at the bottom of this page to get notified when I post! Happy start to summer! MWAH!!!