Cute Guys And Getting Shit Done

I’ve successfully managed to lock myself out of my house and am waiting for my mom to get back from work while I write this.

I had my law tuitions today and this really attractive guy asked me for my number to help him write a formal letter or something like that, but his smirk said otherwise. He’s one of those really popular and insanely attractive guys and I couldn’t help but stare into his  bright grey eyes like a creep. But we’re very different. He loves to talk about cars, Elon Musk  and is a big shot  football player and he doesn’t even like to read.(and I’d say that’s a pretty big dealbreaker) So he did text me and call himself the ‘super good-looking guy’ and kinda flirted with me, I guess? But Idk I’m not even gonna think about it  since that guy’s too good to be true and is like a walking cliche. There have been a few guys like this and my 17yr old brain can’t differentiate between a guy who likes me and a guy who wants to be my friend since I went to an all girl’s private school. So screw them,because I’m not gonna make the first move and embarrass myself.

Also I’ve been thinking a lot about my life and what I want to do with it. The thing is, I know my life would be so much more better if I do the little things in life like get up early, clean my room, make a to-do list, meditate and other things like that. I think I am a pretty realistic person (well more like cynical) and I don’t want to be that. I want to be optimistic and look at the good things in my life. Like, I’d say the fact that I’m breathing right now is such a big thing. I want to be more grateful and I am trying to improve myself to be a better person. I also don’t want to constantly kick myself over not doing a certain thing. So from today on it’s going to be Carpe diem, because my future will only be bright if my present is. So I’m going to try and slay the negativity and insecurities in my life and simply do the task in hand without over analyzing it.

p.s: I wrote a poem yesterday and I’m so proud of it. I’ve not shown it to anyone since writing is my little secret rendezvous with life. 

With much love,

S.

 

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